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It Really Doesn't Matter
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Friday, March 18, 2016    Rated "G" by the Author.
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 It really doesn't matter if we kept awake all night; admired the stars till the last beam of moonlight, 

 
It really doesn't matter if we rubbed squalid tomato's on our uniforms; winked at each other in the classroom, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we drove the car at full speeds; forgetting completely to stop at traffic intersections, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we pummeled the walls; screamed at the top of our voices when we actually had to loads of homework, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we hurled eggs at people on the street; blurted a volley of indiscriminate slang at those trying to control us, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we swam on dolphins in the sea; splashing tones of froth on the ships passing by, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we counted the notes wrong; tore the shopping list into pieces before actually purchasing it, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we bathed in pure ice-cream; didn't wipe our face for 
hours on the trot, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we stared at the walls; sat lazily swapping flies even in brilliant afternoon, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we shaved of our scalp; danced in a pool of scarlet jelly with the clouds coming in, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we dug the earth; rubbed worms traversing under the soil on our cheeks, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we slapped the postman hard; then tried hard to suppress our giggles as he ran at us full speed; with his stick, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we drank a bottle full of whisky; flirted around dreamily on the busy streets, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we took out our tongues; scowled at our neighbors for not allowing us to play, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we left a battalion of red ant; to roam freely beneath our teachers desk, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we didn't brush our teeth; ran on the roads with our night clothes on, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we caught crabs on the beach; instead of attending formal parties with our parents, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we didn't sit for a moment; kept fidgeting around; once in a while sipping cola and food, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we pinched our sister; teased her as she tried to learn the
bicycle, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we set on to conquer Mount Everest; without even equipping ourselves with a single coat, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we ate our breads burnt gruesomely black; wore our 
shoes without embroidered socks, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we dreamt wildly even in commercial meetings; said i Love you; when the man sitting opposite was questioning us about our yearly income tax, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we played pranks with our aunt; presenting her with a balloon that burst into infinite pieces; instead of a chocolate cake on her birthday, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we spoke lies to save our skins; scampered at electric speeds at the mention of studies, 
 
It really doesn't really matter if we didn't wash our hands; tore apart raw chunks of fruit with our uncivilized teeth, 
 
It really doesn't matter if we didn't comb our hair; grew a beard as long as the elephants trunk, 
 
And it really doesn't matter if we lived life at ease; basking in the glory of every moment to unleash, 
 
As we were so young now; floating on the island of pure ecstasy; and had a thousand tomorrow's left; to really make it matter.

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