You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 12 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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11. PLEASE DON’T ORDER HER TO DIE

 

Take away my eyes instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her blind,

 

Take away my voice instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her dumb,

 

Take away my shadow instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her disappear,

 

Take away my feet instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her crippled and maim,

 

Take away all my happiness instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her depressed and maniacally gloomy,

 

Take away all my wealth instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her beg on the streets,

 

Take away all my dreams instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t break the blissful spell of her tantalizing fantasy,

 

Take away all my energy instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her weak and on the point of inevitable collapse,

 

Take away all my clothes instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her shiver uncontrollably,

 

Take away every chunk of my mind instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t mentally exert her even the slightest,

 

Take away my fluffy bed and mattress instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her sleep on the naked floor,

 

Take away all my teeth instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t give her even the slightest difficulty while she chewed food,

 

Take away all my blood instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t alleviate her zest and enthusiasm for life,

 

Take away all the juice trapped sumptuously in my stomach instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t starve her to bizarre limits,

 

Take away every trace of beauty from my body instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her ugly and hideously wicked,

Take away each hair shimmering on my scalp instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don't make her embarrassingly bald,

 

Take away all my fingers instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t make her relinquish her ability to fantastically sketch,

 

Take away my breath instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t carry her to the heavens,

 

Take away my heart beat instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t stop hers from throbbing passionately,

 

And take away my life instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t order her to die .