Regret The Prison Poem by Naveed Akram

Regret The Prison



Forests of regret find him, find him in prison,
This is yours too, a discovery of division.

Yes, he is in the workshop of labour,
He is not me at all, but a lover.

We regret the folly, we are hurt, we had lost.
But now our tribulation has taught, has cost.

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Naveed Akram

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