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.