Thursday, 24 April 2014

R is for Regret


I have a way of getting around grief and pain,
Of shock and trauma, I can come out sane.
But one emotion that I can’t get my head around,
Is that of regret doing the rounds.
“I could have, I should have, maybe, perhaps”,
Are words which give me painful jabs.
“Had I? Hadn’t I”– may have changed the game,
I end up feeling totally lame.
I have learnt the hard way,
That regret doesn’t easily go away.
We all have calls to take and decisions to make,
But don’t always have time to evaluate.
I ask myself, “Will I regret this later?”
And all of a sudden, things seem better!
The clouds lift up and I know,
With fair precision, which way to go!

12 comments:

  1. Beautiful, positive poem which rings true about life:)

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  2. Rhyming now, are you? ;) Wah wah! A nice piece. No time or point in regret. That's one muck one can't get out of.

    Btw which part of the world have you migrated to? You running an alphabet late?

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    1. Hey Rama. I'm running 4 posts late now! I don't want to mess this up at the fag end.. Let's see how it goes :)

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  3. Yep, I totally agree with everything in this poem. Regret is a tough one to shake. Without the benefit of being able to see the future, all we can do is try our best.

    Hope you’re having fun with the A to Z challenge,
    Jocelyn

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  4. I once heard a saying that stuck with me, "There's no such thing as mistakes. We create what we need at the time." That's helped me a lot with regret. It was the right thing for you at that time in your life and all you can do is decide to have the best present and future you can!

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    1. That's a lovely way of looking at it. I will remember that :)

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  5. Good one! :)

    Thank you for visiting my blog the other day.

    Madeline @ The Shellshank Redemption
    Minion, Capt. Alex's Ninja Minion Army
    The 2014 Blogging from A-Z Challenge

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  6. What a stumbling block regret is. Great poem, btw.

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