The Night Of Remorse! Poem by Kashish Gupta

The darkness, the night of remorse.
Emptiness Insofar, the broken heart.
Memories and the repentance, knocking the door.
The helplessness, infirmity, this tiredness though.

Perhaps the night of grief and I lost a part of mine.
Emotions being vicious, merciless this time.
The state of imbalance and those tears flowing through my eyes,
That struggle with pain, regretful vice.

What's literally with aphorisms, those old beliefs.
Everything could overcome, resulting relief.
There's something hard to explain, perhaps the grief.
This poetry not explaining details, but brief.