Regret
Regret….
I flew once in a field full of flowers,
a field that was kissed by April showers.
I tasted all the jasmines, as they were new,
I did bathe on a leaf in a little dew.
I was always busy playing till midnight,
I woke up, and I was not sure of my sight.
I was a bird soaring as high as a hawk.
Flying like a wind, with the wind, had a talk.
I turned into the wind and then to a cloud,
A dark cloud with the sound of thundering loud.
I turned into the rain after being cloud,
quenching the deserts with silvery shroud.
I turned into river, and then to a sea,
even as water I was able to see.
I turned into a fish, perfectly aware,
knowing that my lover was surely out there.
Swimming like a fish, my world became cold,
I lost my will to live, and soon I got old.
I heard a nightingale calling me at night,
telling me that being a man would be alright.
I turned into a man in search of wisdom,
hoping that love and peace would rule the kingdom.
A lot of years have passed with my broken heart,
I could not find the peace; I needed a new start.
I will change back again to look for my love;
maybe a lamb or sheep, maybe a white dove.
I will look everywhere until it is found.
I know it’s there for me if I look around.
Until then, I’ll become laughter to a child,
or maybe dandelions that grow wild.
2/19/2016
Haloo
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