Regret
By Deeksha Aralelimath
Colours in her eyes
She was pure poetry
It was like looking up at the sky
And feeling kind like tapestry
She’s the girl that cries
With open curtains
She wants to feel everything so deeply
She regrets too much.
Hello! I'm a 17 year old writer. I'm hoping to reach out to as many people as possible and make them feel something, anything through my writing. I hope my poem here makes you feel something.