Wrote a lot,
Many smiled, many cried,
Many laughed, many sighed,
Just,
Couldn't write for self,
Nor,
Could say anything for self.

Sitting in a corner, sipping my tea,
Watching the scenery, smiling with glee.
Sky so blue, the grass so green,
The morning sun casts its golden sheen,
The horizon distant, yet so close it seems.

Sitting in a corner, sipping my drink,
The music flows, and couples in sync.
Romance fills the air, a rosy hue,
With my partner, a toast to renew,
Our glasses clink, a bond so true.

Sitting in a corner, sipping my coffee,
My little one grins, holding a toffee.
Bags on the left, and bags on the right,
Still not enough, she eyes a new delight,
Few understand my humorous plight.

Sitting in a corner, sipping my shake,
Watching the couples, my heart does ache,
The empty seat in front, reminds of past
Reminds of past, reminds of my last.

Did I miss? I think I did,
Was it a mistake? Hope it isn't,
Did I open to wrong one again?
Hope it isn't true, or I will break.

Mistakes made, one after another
Nothing worked, nothing left to wonder,
Was the start, a big mistake?
It looked beautiful, but lies look the same.
Starting was good, everything worked
One by one, thorns pierced,
As if truth was unveiling, throwing the lies
Sadness crept up, happiness flies.

Looks weren’t enough—
I fell for words that lifted me,
Encouragement wrapped in kindness.
But it was only kindness.

So, I smiled and tucked it away,
While my heart quietly bled.

They say,
Study and hustle now,
To make your future better.
But, what about present? And what future?
Time doesn't return,
You expect us to sacrifice,
For time which hasn't come,
Or will it even come?
For me, The time they think I waste,
Isn't waste of time for me.
For, I don't regret what I did,
And strike to never regret,
In future you spoke of
And bid.

Mistakes were made by many,
Some amend and journey on,
While others, burdened, lose their dawn.