The Question Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

Is my glass half empty
Or, is it half full...?

Either way
I don’t mind
Its okay

Don’t hanker after
The half that’s empty
At the expense of
The half that’s full

Accept the half that’s full
Could that be the present....?
If so, be grateful

Forget the half that’s empty
Is that the past...?
If so, it wasn’t meant to last


You may feel
That a glass half full
Means a life unfulfilled



Just face the truth
And don’t let time
Precious time
Pass you by
While you ponder
On the matter