Irreversible Resolution Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

I wish I had picked up the phone
and dialled to bid her, ‘goodbye.’
All I had to say was, something like:
“I rang to say, goodbye...Have a
pleasant journey...I hope you get
home safely...etc...” How difficult
would that have been? It would
have taken up just a few minutes
of my ‘fancifully perceived’ PRE-
CIOUS time.

Since my irreversible resolution
I’ve spent many moments mulling
over that disastrous decision.

Then, I think - Hang on, a minute.
One failed phonecall won’t change
the years of love and affection - the
empathy and appreciation we have
for each other. So, what am I getting
all tangled about?

But, then again, I fret - Couldn’t I
have made THAT ONE effort - IT
MATTERS MUCH TO ME THAT I
DIDN’T - I really should have
picked up the phone and dialled.

Had I done so
I’d be a much happier person
right this very minute!