Echoes of Regret:

“A Poetic Reflection on Life’s Unfulfilled Moments"

Why is this mountain only getting heavy?
I was told that it will be easier with time.
And that it will get lighter each time.
Where the times gone
When i was at peace
When i stand by the river
And watch the sun going down
With a warm breeze?
Will that time ever going to return?
I doubt that.
Nobody told me about this before
And now
We are all grown up,
We are so old
That nothing seems at peace.
I want to be carefree
Just like the bird flying through the skies,
Just like the clouds floating by,
Just like the child that’s inside
Of me, wanting to be free
And see the the sunrise.