Of all regrets
Of all my falls -
You turned out to be
not what I'd thought.
Everything about you
Makes me sad
You - mind of mine,
Your fantasies and all!
You see ambition
On a downhill slope
And where there's destruction -
you see hope.
You seek happiness
Amidst chaotic spaces.
You tend to provide
To takers without fences.
Oh! What wouldn't I give
for a saner mind -
which isn't this kind,
Or breaks into crazy jives.
Which doesn't vent out
At the slightest distress
Penning out poems
Like a wayfaring poet.
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