I am tired.

Of wanting things

Having things

Then not having them.

Missing people

Only to meet them

And realise

They’re not the same


Going places

Only to reach there

And realise you must

Head back

Just as soon.

I am tired of changing

And not being able to change

Things that matter

And things that don’t.

Above all I am tired

Of playing blind.


Why won’t you

Reveal yourself to me

Even if for a second.

Why won’t you let me look

At my cards at least

Even if I am losing

I deserve to know.

© Jay Kaushal

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