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Divena Raina Poem
When you travel deep down in your memory lane,
You glance at the sombre shadows of the past
With hidden scars that tear you apart
Innocent tears in dark nights flood your eyes
The mistakes you made
The raw desires you didn’t give a chance
Are the two sides of the coin of regret
We regret the words that we said
The actions that misled
Overthinking them in our heads
But the wheel of life has moved on
You see, the feeling of regret
Is like an invisible dose of pain that you can’t abstain
Piercing your heart
With echoing sounds of silence choking you
Turning you from feeling hopeful to hopeless
The indecent fumes of regret
Proliferate your insecurities
And surround you by past mistakes
It’s like a maze you can’t escape
Because when everyone's asleep at night
It’s the feeling of regret that keeps you wide awake
But regret is more than just sorrow and shame
And having ourselves to blame
Because we also regret the missed opportunities
Like the passions, we desired to pursue
And no matter how guilty we feel
Saying to ourselves that we’ll heal
We continue to deal with it
Having missed the memories we wished existed
We perceive it as the end of the world
It’s like a road full of foggy air
As it’s pathway begins to disappear
Because regrets blind us
And hold us back
From reaching new horizons
And discovering what’s out there
You see, once you let your soul free,
You will witness a life beyond regrets
Because the past shouldn’t define or confine your future
And your rusted regrets shouldn’t consume your happiness
And rather than you absorbing the wounds that regrets create
Unleash the agony and defeat the pain
The next time you travel, deep down in your memory lane.
Copyright © Divena Raina | Year Posted 2020
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Divena Raina Poem
People see me as a red rose, but they never look at my thorns.
My thorns of depression.
They stick to me like tape, and my soul bleeds with pain,
Pain that can’t escape.
The demons of darkness deep inside,
Seize my serenity and exchange it for sorrows.
It’s like walls are closing upon me, creating a maze of confusion,
My thoughts drift away, making me even more lost.
Every time I look in the mirror, I see nothing but glass,
My identity invisible and my inner self miserable,
My reflection nothing but a lie, because what really lies inside of me
Is covered with anxiety and the words of hatred strike my ears,
Making me fall into my own sea of grief.
I tell myself to stay strong, but my struggles overpower me
Leaving me in this endless tunnel that proliferates the pain,
Pulls me apart and I am left hopeless.
But in my lonely nights, I ponder and find courage to accept myself with love.
As I slowly give up old fears, the nightmares disappear,
My inner suffering meets an end the everlasting silence breaks,
My words can be expressed, my feelings can be awakened.
Now a voice inside of me, like a candle in a dark room
Tells me to keep breathing because my life has a meaning.
I realize that life is not just about being a rose,
But being a rose which blooms with thorns.
Copyright © Divena Raina | Year Posted 2020
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