Seeds of Regret
Life is a mess,
This I have come to know.
Never really knowing which way to go.
Is it about happiness, fear or love?
Should we be selfish or go over and above?
Which way is right and which way is wrong?
The path to the answer is unpredictable and long.
Once you get there only then will you know.
If the seeds of regret is what you did sow...
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