By Yanna


Regrets are all but new; I have them too

You will regret all that you did not do

You will lament on when you had no clue

You will wish for flavours not known to you

You can’t ask for favours, you desp’rate fool

Not from your peers that did well in life’s school

The chances you blew; what you never knew

Kind people’s tears: you made cries in tissue

You remember them now but won’t show how

Your character blocks your blessings, now bow

Pray they don’t see how messed up you are now

Letters unwritten, poems unspoken

Songs are all you have so cry and listen

The memories of those that still glisten

Their lights were so bright they killed your mission

You made it to nowhere’s graduation

I salute you whilst I beg your pardon