Half empty??

When mistaken truths are taken for reality
When shadows of the past crave for clarity
when happiness is lost but not missed
When we feel the need to be kissed

When tears of joy are shed with hesitation
When death prevails over hopes of salvation
When the sound of music is lost in commotion
and the dance of the rain is mere precipitation

When the skies fall down and distance doesn't matter;
when the virtuoso takes his turn to falter.
When the sere flower is waiting to unfurl
but despair is out to rule the world

When identities are effaced
and the concept of hope, misplaced
When the hero of the hour is craven
though all we need now is one who is braver

This life deserves more than this
not trust lost and verity amiss
It's all just perception in the end
Is it easier to run or to pretend?

Though life has reached the lowest low
There's hope. The worst is over and truth begins to show
The grass is still green, the baby still cute
and if we try hard enough there is pleasure we can't refute.

for all we can say is that the glass is half empty
But taking a closer look we see how pretty
the world looks with rose tinted spectacles
and we realize that the glass is half full after all.


P.S- For those of you who recognize this poem, no. This is not plagiarism. Contact me personally (this only applies to people who know me, not some random by-passer,though i do appreciate the fact that you visited my blog! ) for further details.