In Retrospect
I find myself in a dark silent vacuum,
A place where nothing could be
Seen, heard or felt.
My soul grieves in agony,
My sole feels no lifewithin,
My heart feels a pain-stained hollow,
I wondered off by myself,
I sigh--
God help me!
I find myself in a very deep ravine,
Enveloped by memento of the beast I was;
A retribution of my years.
My heart feels the heaviness of an iron,
My heart winnows away
With a momentous of deep rooted guilt feeling
Like a pregnant woman that wants freedom.
In retrospect, I should have done right.
But I pray–
The world forgive me.
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