Tiredness

By Roshan Kumar

I read a post by batch mate: I am tired.

I have also visited that place in my thoughts

Whose map she

Posted riddled in words.

She wrote it

After turning into a mother,

How much tired she must be I thought.

I knew her history; she was a good girl,

More than a good girl a good soul

Why she got tired so soon I thought.

The answer must be in the cracks of time,

Or may be in the loop of sadness she was caught.

May be it was a coincidence

Or a general rule of tiredness

But sometimes I also feel: I am tired,

The only question you should not

Ask such people for how long.

I don’t know may be from eternity

Because it seem that way,

If time is a circle, then tiredness is also a circle

Without a beginning or an end.

With no beginning no end, a complete circle.

By Roshan Kumar