I Am Sorry..... Poem by sehdev sharma

When you have some spare hours,
you sit beside me,
sometimes in a rushy restaurant,
or in solitudes.

I know your feelings are pure,
as good as drops of due,
your fragrance is as pious,
as of an untouched rose.

I can't lie to you anymore,
whenever I sit with you,
my deeds are not pure,
my mind and tongue never coordinated.

I don't have the words,
to exhibit,
my low feelings,
but just I would say,
simply,
sorry.

SEHDEV SHARMA