Why Can’t We Amend Mistakes Committed?

Dibyojyoti Mainak
Jul 10, 2017 · 1 min read

We met, we chatted, we became friends.
Our friendship grew; it seemed there were no ends.
That friendship was the mightiest,
It looked like it would sail through every tempest.
We sailed into waters deeper and deeper,
For we knew our goal and not once did we falter.

Then one day a scintillating island I spotted,
With lush green trees it was dotted.
The island’s guardian saw my longing to reach my goal,
He seemed trusty, in him I poured out the desires of my heart and soul.
He showed me a way short, easy and simple,
To get the things for which there yet was a long way to trample.

I was swayed,
I believed in him and decided to take the path he laid.
But Alas! All that glitters is not gold,
In going the easy way, our friendship I sold.
My conscience and instincts I heeded not,
I was betrayed and, by my friend, caught.

“You have forfeited the friendship.” I was told,
Alas! My friend’s words were cold.

The amount I repent cannot be measured,
For I had lost that I had intimately treasured.
In me bad, not good, had prevailed,
Oh! Why can’t we amend mistakes committed?

Dibyojyoti Mainak

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