Sometimes I Am Sorry For Not Being Able To Reveal Poem by Nabeel Ahmad

'Live, cherish and smile'
This is my job..my role...
'Control over the body
And Love the soul..
Be a role model by focussing on your goal..'
Even the shoe is useless without its sole
Choice is: become a gram or One mole..

I wonder if i am a shoe or a rack?
If i am confused or there's a concentration lack? ?
Whether the world is open or the earth is packed?
'The book' is full of such questions
But With No answers behind the back.

Sometimes i regret,
Sometimes i fear
Coz i owe a sense of responsibility O dear..
I may like, may dislike
Thats my personal choice..
You think i am an unboiled rice
Trust me i m not at all nice...
'Even the burger's base is a bun'
Only one smile
And my whole day is a fun...

I smile, i laugh
Bt doing so is bit tough
Meanwhile i become insecure..
Sometimes u argue,
And I fight..
Perhaps d mistake can be myn
Still i wont be able to reveal
But whole night, trust me, i cry...

Amidst hell i live..
In dust i breathe..
Unable to express something-i admit:
i do belong to that category...
Because i always care, I too feel
But sometimes i am sorry
For not being able to reveal....