I weep not because I feel defeated
Nor because I am overwhelmed.
The effort at times seems pointless
Yet I know I must continue.
I weep not for the abandoned dreams
That lie by the wayside, beseeching.
Ghosts from another time, another world
Enticing me to be merry and whole again.
I weep not for the sacrifices
That go unnoticed to their graves.
The flames of youth, energy and time
Will soon be but a flicker in the wind.
I weep not because of the vultures,
Those that would see me fail.
Their pointed fingers, their smirking faces
Waiting for the moment I fall.
I weep today because I am tired
And tears are my only relief.
But don’t rejoice yet; return tomorrow
For tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll be smiling again.
-Gitanjali Singh Cherian