Regrets

I left my youth and teeth;
I regretted.
I left my beloved and civil life;
I regretted.
Parents and youngsters left me;
I regretted.
I shall be lost after death;
I now regret.
After death, where is the thought,
To regret?
02.10.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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