Life
Packing another day, time to say bye,
Neither happiness nor sadness, I think it's a tie.
Thoughts on my mind, what could I have done?
I can't revive; just regret the time it's gone.
Whenever the clock hits nine,
To regret is the daily routine of mine.
Just hoping to do later which is only left,
With a checklist for tomorrow I slept.
I think I overslept its already eight,
Checklist says rise and I think I got late.
Was happier in my dreams I believe,
I don't want to wake, just leave.
The day also passed just like before,
Maybe not only today yet to come more.
Every night stabbing with regrets knife,
What can I say, it's my life.
Copyright © Abhishek Sapkota | Year Posted 2025
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