Reminders of good times spent in the past, images
and videos of life when younger, happy and pleasant,
nothing to mar or destroy them.
Wishing to go back in time, reliving certain aspects
of it now, perhaps finding things that missing now in
life.
Having lived a life that could have been so different,
choices taken for better reasons than letting life
just go with the flow.
Interests lying in science, math, physics, psychology,
theology and philosophy, instead going into nursing
for some reason.
Wanting to be a brain surgeon more than anything else,
had I become one, perhaps my ideas would have helped
several friends who have inoperable brain tumors.
Having ideas on how to take care of them permanently,
not able to get them into practice because I am only
a mere poet, not a research scientist.
Life can be so lonesome, nothing good can come of it,
are thoughts coming constantly to mind, now knowing
that life is what it is, a result of making choices
going against the grain at times.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting contrast between the general tone of your thoughts with the ending, you embark on a train of thought that every person has been a passenger on from time to time, that of what I could have done, or could have been I wish I could go back, but then the ending changes everything and you realize that those thoughts only take you down to a road of perpetual inertia, in as much as thinking of the past can make you imprisoned without realizing how precious NOW actually is. Life is making choices and dealing with them, going against the grain is what innovation is all about.