1. BUT AT LEAST ALLOW ME
I won't mind it at all if you didn’t allow me inside with you; when you went to attend
the glamorous party,
But at least allow me to sit outside on the steps; engross myself rhapsodically in your
faint tunes; that nimbly floated in the atmosphere.
I won't mind it at all if you didn’t offer me a ride behind your flamboyant bike;
zipped ahead like an untamed tornado without slackening your speed or respite,
But at least allow me to watch you from my window; pray for you relentlessly to
God; asking him to wade off the tiniest of evil that might be transgress
viciously across your persona.
I won't mind it at all if you didn’t invite me for dinner; when infact you had called
even the most bedraggled of beggars to attend the bombastic fiesta,
But at least allow me to collect the left over’s of your food; cherish and enjoy your
ethereal essence for times immemorial.
I won't mind it at all if you didn’t speak my name even once in your entire lifetime;
remained profusely lost and captivated in wholesomely surreal fantasy of your own,
But at least allow me to chant yours till the time I died; overwhelmingly remember
your fabulous countenance till I inhaled my last breath.
I won't mind it at all if you miserably failed to recognize me even when I passed at
whisker lengths from your body; made an insurmountably scornful face;
shrugging your nose in disdain towards open space,
But at least allow me to keep a blurred photograph of yours close to my heart;
perceive you in the most stupendous forms possible every unleashing minute of
the sweltering day.
I won't mind it at all if you spat ruthlessly on my face; kicked me in my rear like a
football; trying to hurl me in a hurry towards my ultimate place in the heavens,
But at least allow me to admire the sweat that trickled prolifically from your nape; in
your ominous attempts to make me disappear forever from this planet.
I won't mind it at all if you turned your back in dreariness as soon as you saw me;
instead talked to unprecedented limits with the other man who was perpetually blind,
But at least allow me to caress your mesmerizing and fleeting shadow; which lingered
transiently for a while; and then thoroughly lost itself in the granules of earth.
I won't mind it at all if you charred my bones to inconspicuous raw ash; punctured
my robust body with a flurry of pugnaciously hostile bullets,
But at least allow me to sketch your enchanting contours on slippery sea soil; savor
your incredulously glorious memories all my life.
2. I won't mind it at all if you barbarically blinded me; piercing my intricate eyeballs with
gleaming rods of scarlet fire,
But at least allow me to feel the winds that kissed you while drifting; not only
imparting me with the unsurpassable exuberance to lead the day; but to
audaciously face my entire life.
And I won't mind it at all if you didn’t give me a position in your heart; blowing me
off like an infinitesimal speck of dirt into obsolete oblivion,
But at least allow me to listen to your passionately palpitating beats; which I had an
irrefutable feeling would someday throb only for me; would someday be
always mine .
