a poem bindin the hypocritic human nature killing nature

I am sorry

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