I’m tired of my regrets
rattling their chains around mockingly
People who never said goodbye
and things I could have done better
Like gaudy pieces of costume jewelry
the laments hang around my neck
baubles with no value I can see
The fake diamonds sparkle too
Drawing my attention away
as they seek to cause a distraction
from an elusive calmness
If I leave the bandages in place
firmly affixed as they are,
to cover the guilt and remorse
in all their varied colors,
the blue, the red, and the black,
I know I would fool some
but not those I call friend
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Author:
Michael Anthony (
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Comments1
A good message dear poet
Let go of the regrets that happened in past
That can’t be changed why bother them to scar the heart
Wearing the jewellery the heart desires and the crown that mind wishes to wear
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