I am tired,
I am tired doing that 10th March ritual,
screaming from the hills of Dharamsala.
I am tired,
I am tired selling sweaters on the roadside,
40 years of sitting, waiting in dust and spit.
I am tired,
eating rice ’n’ dal
and grazing cows in the jungles of Karnataka.
I am tired,
I am tired dragging my dhoti
in the dirt of Manju Tila.
I am tired,
I am tired fighting for the country
I have never seen.

Dear Tsundue,
Tired you must be
but retired you should not be
for millions of Tibetans
around the globe
trust future of our motherland
in youth of Tibet
inside and out!
FREE TIBET!
great poems!
i wish i could translate all of his poems in to Hindi…..
i’ve done a few and posted one of them on my blog :
http://ajeyklg.blogspot.com/
i’m a Hindi poet from Lahaul&Spiti HP ( garsha)