You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 16 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

8. I DO DEFINITELY KNOW; AND HAVE ALWAYS KNOW.

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we used to jauntily fly kites from each other’s terraces; deliberately interlock the strings of our mischief for times immemorial,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we bathed in the torrential rain together; with even the most infinitesimal element of our bodies timelessly intertwining into a fireball of infallibly unending passion,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we wholeheartedly used to compliment each other for the tiniest of our achievements; even as the entire world outside sighted us with the eyes of unbearable prejudice,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we unrelentingly peered into each other’s eyes in the heart of chaotic street and disabling war; indefatigably discovering the sincerity of creation; even as countless were freshly born and countless died,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we tirelessly chased each other through umpteenth unkempt branches and inscrutable paths of the enchanting forest; with the wind as our only savior and profound sensuality dripping from our souls,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we inarticulately babbled even the most preposterous balderdash that came to our minds; in sheer informality whilst courting each other,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we gave our friendship the truest of meaning; enlightening each of our horrendous agony into brilliant hope; as we uninhibitedly shared the same with each other,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we had our first smooch; when for the first time the melody in our inflamed lips became perpetually singular; bringing alongwith it every tangible speck of happiness on this planet,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we slept intrepidly bare-chested on the cold-blooded rocks; with nothing to do but stare at the moonless sky; with the tyrannically conventional society discarding us like bits of frigid nothingness,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we audaciously proclaimed to our parents that we’d never marry the ones that they’d chosen for us on this fathomless planet; when it was infact the last hour of our wedding day,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we absorbed every ray of the blazingly undefeated morning sun; hugging each other with so much intensity; as if this was the very last moment of life on earth divine,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we unabashedly flirted in the broadest of daylight; endlessly uttering nothing else but words of Immortal love even in the heart of the insidiously robotic corporate empire,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we forever coalesced our palms into a fortress of solidarity; although each line of our destiny lines ran in the most opprobrious opposite directions,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we ardently tongued our way across each other’s uncontrollably shivering bodies;  possessed each pore of our sensitive skins more impregnably than what god  could have possessed earth,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we’d seen each other the first time on the sordidly heartless street; yet seemed to know each other since centuries unprecedented; without even knowing our names,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we wholesomely satisfied every of our needs ourselves; just the two of us; without even the most oblivious of help from the satanically whipping world outside,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when we unstoppably rubbed our nostrils in wondrous unison; let the breath of our eternal compassion; overwhelm and overrule every other stench of hatred in the boundless atmosphere,

I really don’t know the slightest as to whether it all started from the time; when our hearts throbbed louder than the most untamed of volcano’s for each other; although we sat unnoticed; untouched; unexplored; indefinable continents apart,

But I do definitely know and have always known; that I’ve always loved you and only you since even before my very first breath; since even before Omniscient God had created this magically ameliorating earth; since even before there evolved the tiniest definition of heavenly life; in the womb of this untiring Universe .