A Bitter Man

If you could have listened to your heartbeats
Without complaining for absence of some reason
Admired the beauty of rose ignoring the thorns

If you could have lived without counting the passing hours
Travelled anywhere without caring for any destination
Got lost in the music of life and had your soul's celebration

If you could have been content with your blessings
Without comparing those with received by other
Prayed without any agenda, without wanting something more

If you could have escaped from your own prison
Loved without any reservation , not wanting anything in return
Not waiting for autumn to come , could have been happy in all season

You were destined to be the better man
But you stubborn fool , managed to ignore simple joy of life
At the end , now you have become a bitter one