Her Lose Regret Poem by Malaya Roses

Her Lose Regret



A soft wind was here
Paddle the lonely root of doubt
Face the ace
Break the axe
Suspicious is too mighty to bend
As it was facing a silent death
Quiet and isolated
Invited sacred prayers
To be written into her book
Mistake and foolishness were made
But where was a light of remorse?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allemagne Roßmann 01 September 2011

There is alway remorse in mistake and foolishness...rightly said..

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