Guilt08

poem

 

Guilt 08

 

 

The slow soft sighing of the breeze, recalls a stir of memories.

 Some good, some bad, some sad, some glad. concerning all the friends I’ve had

All of my youthful dreams which failed young love affairs which quickly staled

All of my petty victories I can recall with greatest ease.

My failures too are on parade, all of the errors I have made.

Insist on coming to the fore, they do not matter any more.

I have regrets of course I do I can’t deny that this is true.

Now looking back I clearly see. It wasn’t always up to me.

sometimes because of circumstance I was prepared to take a chance

 and acted irresponsibly. Instead of thinking carefully.

When I was young, naïve and green Made promises I did not mean

 in order to achieve my ends. Now it’s too late to make amends.

 Some memories come as punishment and  other memories are meant

to comfort me in my distress. Assuage the sins which I confess.

I think perhaps this might be true of each and every one of you.

I offer in my own defence that I learnt by experience

the lessons which I needed to as everybody has to do.

 

1-Jun-08

 

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Reviews

[Nassira]

Nice poetical confession! The flow is constant, made easy to read and I enjoyed reading it :)