I die a thousand deaths every day
And regrets come rolling over me
Like waves crashing on jagged reefs
I mourn not the things lost to me
I grieve over my foolishness
Of how I could be so naïve
How people came and went their way
The rock that I am
I chose to stay
I grieve over my wishes
Lo! I'm the one left behind
Can't walk on water
The Nile won't part for me
Now I sit and beg this world to return
The pieces of what I used to be
Thanks for taking your valuable time to appreciate my poems. You are very kind. Your poem here touched me deeply... one couldn't but feel sorry about fate than ones foolishness. The decision making part. Lovely read. :)
Beautifulllll and touchy.. We have to find our own lost self... Expectation from this works kills. Keep writing and keep reading 10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can relate to this - story of my life too!