CONFESSIONS
I'm marooned in the painful past
In shadows of memoirs that cast
My heart grieves for the one
Yet for others next to none
Burning in the rage of remorse
In guilt making it much worse
For all in that heinous fallacy
Which you can never fancy
It was all like in a trance
I didn't had another chance
To set the things all straight
By the way they were right
I make this woeful confession
Seeking for a divine ablution
We all make many mistakes troubling others may be deliberately or desperately,but only few of us have a second chance to set the things straight by making up for the past.Its always now or never to seek forgiveness rather than to be engulfed by the rage of remorse.
