Nobody
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Nobody
ever lay on their deathbed
regretting the crazy leaps
they made in their life,
they regret the wild impulses
that slipped away,
smoke in the wind.
Life is often a choice
between the sharp pain of sacrifice,
or the slow ache of regret.
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This Quadrille (44 word poem) shared with those sharp eyed folks over at DVerse Poets.
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So true. Well done poem.
ReplyDeleteWise words, indeed. And so true.
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You hit the sharp nail on its head, Chris!
ReplyDeleteSacrifice / regret / the human condition. I enjoyed your quadrille immensely.
ReplyDeleteIndeed... but in the end it's the pain of regret we feel the most.
ReplyDeleteLove that last stanza!
ReplyDeletethe pain of regret gets us all .
ReplyDeleteThose last two lines are so true, Chris. Love this!
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