I have no wishes now
What time is this when the eye is wide but sees not
The lives people live fall like yellow leaves all over me
I cannot hear them call their children
As evening throws its colours on the walls of the distant sky
The chaos of streets
Appears and disappears before my gaze
I do not weep with the lamenting mother with the head of her dead son on her withering breasts
I do not feel the hunger of the beggar who spreads his hands before me
The love of men for women , sister ,brother, father ,friend ---
A queue of relations
Frozen cold in some unknown deep within me.
Am I done with the play things of the world
I clung to once seeing in them
My joy ,my hearts desire
Or is this just a palsy in the blood ---
A cerebral disaster
Signs of age and decay, natural process of elimination
From the race of life
Whatever it may be I surrender
My self ---
I know I have other journeys
Other debts to render.
After the fall of the curtain
I wait my cue in another setting---
The show shall be new
The audience new 
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