The lessons I should have learnt
The keepsakes I should have burnt
The attitudes I should have preserved
The responses I should have deserved
The emotions I should have erased
The baggage I should have shed with every phase
The people I should have treasured
The value of things I should have measured
I am standing at crossroads looking at the skies
I am appraising a lifetime and time just flies
The aptitudes I should have learnt
The behaviors I should have burnt
The traditions I should have preserved
The approvals I should have deserved
The pessimisms I should have erased
The assurance I should have acquired with every phase
The memories I should have treasured
The worth of relations I should have measured
I am looking back with some qualm some wisdom
I am looking forward to a well-informed freedom
The balances I should have learnt
The reluctances I should have burnt
The confidence I should have preserved
The direction I should have deserved
The cynicism I should have erased
The faith I should have gained with every phase
The genuineness I should have treasured
The merit of truth I should have measured
I am walking with the multitude and I am alone
I am dwelling on my solitude setting a new tone
The languages I should have learnt
The verbiage I should have burnt
The nuances I should have preserved
The understandings I should have deserved
The arrogances I should have erased
The bent I should have added with every phase
The mystique I should have treasured
The quality of life I should have measured
I am alive stumbling recovering hurting and healing
I am work in progress filled with familiarities and feeling