Man In The Mirror... Poem by kafil uddin raihan.

I was only fifteen,
She came suddenly,
Though I knew her for a long before,
But I could not think like her,
She was the first and may be last,
Yap last as I closed my heart,
She said me the words of love,
But I was then blind to my study,
Running to my career thoughts,
I refused her with all confidences.
It was a rude procedure for us,
After one year I got rid of her,
My guardians and so her,
Both was so cruel to break that.
I know that was the best of both,
So they did those so hardly.

What have happened to me now,
I am very upset now for those,
I feel so guilty to be too rude to her,
I only wish if i get her for once,
For a moment of this busy life,
I will say her sorry for all of those,
All the way I look for her face,
A lot of known faces come to me,
See them all on a sudden,
But she is no where,
I cannot forgive myself,
I am waiting and waiting for her,
To say her sorry for once.

Now a days I feel those words,
She said me last time with cry,
'Why man, Why you refuse me?
Why you don't wanna to be mine?
What makes you so feeling less?
What is the behind you?
O.k I am leaving you, as you don't like,
But man, you know what,
You never know yourself,
Never know your wants,
You are a man in the mirror,
Whom one can see, feel only,
But never get close to oneself.'

Yap, I really don't know mine,
My wishes, wants or desires,
I am really nothing, no one but,
A man in the mirror......