My Regrets Are Over Poem by Pulakesh Upadhyaya

My Regrets Are Over



Is it a child's play

That thoughts are a secret

That purity has no parameter

of judgment and degree.


I am happy it's pure.


But, you cannot judge it,

for the world is too much inside you.


You are but a slave

of this rhetorical world


You do not have the lens

to peep into it.


It is you who might regret

my regrets are over

Wednesday, December 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: regret
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