I am sorry that i live
Honestly, where some would have me deceive
Myself from the worth of mine,
gold that i received from a mortal divine.
I am sorry that i smile
At sorrow, to bring happiness for a while;
To forget, tears express feelings happy and sad,
And a person smiling solemn is only mad.
I am sorry that i spend my tears-
expensive they are, should save them for later years;
Sorry to cry at things smaller,
For not using them to grow more taller.
I am sorry that i learnt to love
the honest poor more than people above;
To cry at a childs sad smile,
to laugh at an adults tear so agile.
I am sorry that one day i will die,
Leave memories but no reason for lovers to cry.
I am sorry that truth is now forsaken,
Sorry for bing a part to have it ta'en.
-Arunava
-Arunava
