Poetry · Us

Regret

By: Arsh Azim

Had I known
The happenings here
I would have born died
But never come to this miserable world.
The wisely ended histories
The unforgiven mysteries
The untold tales
Where the truth fails
Words written with blood
All drenched in liars flood
The crowd trapped in dust
Look for filth and lust
Humans are asleep
But their souls all time weep.
Hatred is where the dirt lie
With the wings torn apart, I can’t any more fly.

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