Only For Me And All Others If Any Poem by Ponniah Ganeshan

I am too a man, sure
Made with flesh and blood
But with a heart pervading
the entire universe.

Yet, I am not a man
Not just jumped down
from the sky
all of a sudden

The gods alienated by my forefathers
Appear then and there
smiling
From the scenes moving away
in my dreams
With foreheads adorning by holy ash

I walk and walk around
Ancient false presented to me
Crying bitterly and bitterly.

How to escape I wonder
Out of the world and the society I made
Out of the kingdom of gods
I myself made.

My existence is there
without any safety
Based on the false certainties
And so my identity.

When wounded, I weep and accuse you
and when I am made happy
I put on garlands around your neck
and make you happy.