All alone in an empty room.
Not knowing what to do.
A mistake of not forgiving.
Now blood leaks from it.
Oh! IF ONLY I forgave you!
None of this would happen.
Just a tear will be shed.
Nothing more would be gone.
A word is all it takes.
But what is done is done.
Now I accept the consequences.
And I shall live in guilt forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poem on regrets. U wrote it in a fine style. Great to read u again.