English Poem–May I

If still there are some arguments that forbid your attainment;

If still there is a destiny that does not comprehend our communion;

If still there are some past-deeds’ results that I have to incur and, therefore, am not entitled to have you,

Then, may this be recorded as my express will—I want to be burnt in the eternal fire of this denunciation, forever. May the punishments of those deeds never end and may my soul never get the bliss that it yearns for.

If I can’t get you now, may I never get you and may all the hardest punishments of this world be saved for me. May I have uncountable pitiable lives where people don’t relish showing mercy on a forlorn.

May I mete out my punishment thus, if you say that our communion is not destined.

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