YagamiNoir Posted April 29, 2015 Share Posted April 29, 2015 They say the only time you crave for fruits Is when the trees meet their end. They say the only time you complain of your money Is when you no longer have any to spend. They say the only time you wish for your youth Is when it passes, ending, without avail. They say the only time you wish for you wish for another chance Is when you lose your last, the result, but an empty fail. They say the only time you wish for the moon Is when you find you've counted the stars too soon. Do you permit your contrition To take over you, amidst your confusion? Do you give in to your remorse And lose the winning play in your court? Do you succumb to your sorrow Giving up what is to come tomorrow? Do you allow yourself to rue And bid all else with but a simple adieu? You find a flower, but lose it's fragrance. "Regret", you subtly utter; Yet at a time it became your happy substance Why render it asunder? What stays in your reminiscence Will be your growing essence. The seven coloured bridge in a salubrious sky It needed the rain, that ruined your dry And to your qualms that bother you so To contrite is to ruin; learn, and let them go. ThinkNice, Misfire33, Gunthug and 3 others 6 Link to comment
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