I Am Tired..... Poem by Ponniah Ganeshan

</>I am tired………….


I am tired of my life
Everything has become nothing
And I am ‘nothing with everything’
The morning with its bells and clocks and flowers
comes only to end simply in evenings.
And every moment simply passes out of hands
With no ending

There are things of beauties and sweet memories that may ever last
All over the life
Yet, there are wounds that remain painful even after death
The paining and pleasure entwined with one another,
Trace the life for ever.

I don’t want to be born again and suffer
In the seasonal cycle of death and birth if any
Oh, my God, let me come as a gentle breeze
To play and embrace with beautiful flowers and little birds
Or let me dissolved into nothingness.

I am tired of my life
Everything has become nothing
And I am ‘nothing with everything’

-Ponniah Ganeshan