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Tired Mind


Oh!You tired mind
You sick and giddy timid mind…
No more...Try to relax, try to sleep...
It's past 2.30 now...
Here I lie awake
Trying to fight those images
Of a dead man whom I knew,
A man whose corpse I beheld-
Lying prostrate on the floor,
Ants inching closer
While his family
Makes the last lame attempt
To protect this dead being one last time...
Everyone cries, his old mother sighs...
Moans of death and decay
Fill the heavy air...
The sun rises high,
But the rays bring back memories
Of deaths of my dear ones
Some years ago...

A fresh fear rises,
A fresh agony of imminent pains-
Who knows how much time later?
More suffering to bear,
More losses to live fear...
The weight will only add on
Till one's own exit...
Life will bring blow after blow
At intervals steady and unsteady.
Sleepless nights will come and go.
But the burden will steadily grow.

Life is like a post-dated cheque
To be encashed upon death
By the ones left behind
In cash or in kind.
But the baggage is not green notes.
It's another heavy lump in the throat....
Oh! Life is too grim
For a mind that thinks...
Go to sleep, tired mind...
No more threats, no more alarms...
Shut up your eyes
And let life be...
And let death be...
Let there descend a sense of calm...
The morning may be a temporary balm...

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