Just Take Some Tranquilizer And Go To Sleep Poem by Sharbaaniranjan Kundu

Each morning I get up
bed strewn with yesterday's newspapers,
a few books,
a blood pressure monitor machine,
may be a pair of Sox, a muffler,
may be a shawl,
a medicine box,
from which I took a milligram of lorazepam,
or twice.25 milligram of clonazepam,
if I was not falling aslip
with already leftover quantities of those in the blood.
E eryday I decide I shall have none of those sedatives
for they are surely causing damage to my brain and heart.
But alas, neither my wife, nor mother, nor my sisters, nor the society at large gave me peace the previous day
and I had to decide I am taking them for the last time.
I get up in the morning with a flutter in the heart
not knowing when the flutter and trepidation will subside!
Everybody is so smug in their life:
the politicians, the media, the people with whom I cohabit,
none seems to have any worry that a person, so calm, so thinking, so compromising the whole life may just fall dead one of these days.
I have to be a gladiator if I must live
or I must go into a cocoon
with my books and my mobile
or forgetting my resolve
just take the tranquilizers and go to sleep.