Sorry,
Very, very sorry,
If I have hurt your feelings,
If I have hurt,
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I am so sorry, so sorry to feel it that
He too had the same talent,
The same genius
Which it is in me,
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It pains me, pains me to see them
Loitering aimlessly, lying unemployed
And oh, jobless and unclaimed over
In this age of privatization, globalization and liberalization
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Sorry sir, you cut not, cut not please
My poetical beards
As may cease to remain a poet
And my poetry will die a very poor death.
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I indeed feel sorry for as and when I see them loitering,
Lying useless and abandoned on the roads,
Unemployed and jobless,
Oh, those horses, mares, ponies and asses
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Why to be sorry?
God is with you.
N.B.
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I felt pity for
The starving animals
Of Sudan,
Starving and being let to die,
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I used to feel sorry for
The asses
Remaining unused,
Standing by the side of the footpaths
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Sorry sir,
Sorry,
Very, very sorry,
Really very, very sorry sir,
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Tears are in your eyes,
Sorry,
Sorry, sorry to see you
In tears,
...
Sorry, sorry,
Very, very sorry,
Sorry to you
In greeting you with,
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Sorry, I could not say myself a poet
As it suits not my taste and temperament,
I shall wait for sometime more
Till one calls me a poet,
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