I will become a majnu

If you ever decide to leave me,
I will not say don't do it,
I must have done something wrong,
to be cursed, to deserve it,

But I tell you I will not seek
someone else, neither I will
stop loving you or forget you,

I will become a majnu in your
longingless and pain of separation

I will tear my clothes and
wander in the city like a mad man
where you will be living

I will neither eat nor sleep
I will keep on kissing the
land on which you walk upon
I will kiss the walls by so which
you paas by and live in,

and then one day all tired and bruised
I will become a statue
and stand somewhere from
where I know you will pass

then as you see me and
touch me with a tear in your eye,
I will fall straight to your feet,
dead and lifeless and that
will be the end of me.