Wednesday, June 5, 2013

POEM


Regret


Regret, filled in the mind of me

Why couldn’t I be better to thee?

All these days were passed with sore

If time goes back, I will chase you more

As the train leaves, my heart cleaves

Why couldn’t I be better to thee?


No one can cure my suffer,

Only you may be my saver,

But that day, when I realized what I have done,

You have already gone

Thunder may sunder my body

But my soul still belongs to thee


Now, everything has gone

My life is like the dawn

Full of dark

Where could I find my single spark?
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