The wasted past

I just turned some chapters back,
In my life book of sweet and bitter memories,
Time wasted with no big goal,
Regret as I age for those moments.

Should have planned quality time,
With my family that is all I have,
Money played the game so well,
Is a slow poison, that killed my time.

All I remember is the hours at office,
And the rest at home to rest,
Should have dreamt big, and chased it,
To cherish my success when I quit.

Books were my companion,
That taught me the way to live,
Else would have got blown in the storm,
I’m sure some good chapters are yet to be added.

Kavitha Patchamalai

 

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