The Autumn Of Old Regrets Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Autumn Of Old Regrets

If this comes about the road the old man had taken all these summers,
Years of blindness had decieve himselffrom the speed of the true events,

As all his life retraced from the beginings,
The infant, then the child comes to play and all the mischiefs.

Back to the seasons of the dashing young Romeo, days and nights of fun, seductions, and placid summers

Before knowinghe was coming to terms with this new reality withaging.

Considered him a stone
The sea had dropped him like an inconsequential baggage into the vast oceans of time,

And ripples of discords and rage began forming in his heart.
How even his poetic ambitions was exaggerated,
He cries with the wind that would not sympathize,
Andonly for him were the affairs of regrets, and sadness,
Cruising in his mind.