Wednesday, August 08, 2007

I am Tired

I am so tired,
tired of this world,
tired of these words,
tired of this life.

I am so tired
tired of this mind,
tired of this body,
tired of this breath.

I am so tired,
tired of this memory,
tired of this intellect,
tired of this ego.

I am so tired,
tired of the people,
tired of the impressions,
tired of the expressions.

I am so tired,
tired of money,
tired of status,
tired of beauty.

I am so tired,
tired of these roads
tired of these cars
tired of this travel.

I am so tired,
tired of this separation
tired of this union
tired of this waiting.

I am so tired,
tired of this chasing
tired of this gazing
tired of this thinking

I am so tired,
tired of this eating
tired of digesting
tired of this shitting

I am so tired,
tired of being good
tired of being bad
tired of this formality

I am so tired
tired of this show off
tired of this hypocricy
tired of this mood.

I am so tired,
tired of this race,
tired of the charm
tired of this garbage.

I am so tired,
tired of this anger
tired of this peace
tired of this hatred.

I am so tired.
tired of writing this
tired of thinking what to write next
tired of being tired.

I want to rest
just rest.

I want to go away,
far away from this noise
and be with myself.

I want to be with myself
and just disappear.

I just want to vanish
vanish from this misery
vanish from this place
vanish from this drama

I want to go away
vanish from this love
vanish from these tears
vanish from this pain

I want to go away
far away from time
far away from this moment
far away from the past and the future

I dont want anything
really I dont want anything
I just want to go away
to be with myself
just leave me alone.

The Floral Affirmation

"Pick me! Pick me!" called out the lilies,
as I walked past them in the garden,
Tulips, Jasmines, Roses and Chrysanthemums,
“Did I hear them say something to me?”
Came the thought as I turned towards them.

I felt they are crying out to me again,
“Oh pretty ones, what can I do for you?”
I thought, as I reached out my hand towards them.
“Will you pick me and take me along”, they said in unison
Milky white, orange, red, yellow and pink,

“Take us to the one we have been waiting for,
We have been sending him messages,
via the butterflies and the bees, with our honey and our fruits,
Take us to the one we want to adore,
To serve the one who serves us all”

“We start every day with dew drops in his longing,
And command the breeze to carry our fragrance,
We dance in the wind in the celebration of his presence,
And we fall to the earth only to be born yet again,
We have been waiting for so long, won’t you take us to him?”

Even dreams cannot be so beautiful, I thought
This entire garden is filled with him, it’s all him.
Gently I plucked the gleeful flowers, now in full bloom,
Overwhelmed with joy as I offered them at his feet,
To serve the one who serves us all