Vinayak Manikkedath

Remorse - Poem by Vinayak Manikkedath

Shame, reproach
A thousand nerves
Tearing my insides
Yes, unsatisfied,
Nothing worthwhile
To bring about…
The worst kind of pessimist
Others may say
For what I was born
The biggest question
I face..
Else whatever worthwhile
I may do
If I think otherwise..
Is decided by whom?
Being honest to myself,
The biggest question which I face,
The biggest fear which I face,
Is whether I will find the answer
Hence which is why
I can't meet my own
When I look at myself
In the mirror…

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 4, 2012

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