Always punctual
Straight forward
Optimistic and proud
Everything planned
Not a single doubt in the clouds
With a single turn to the freelance
Everything corrupt
Years spent planning
Gone like a drought
The unknown left a mark
Of lessons to be taught
But you can never go back in time
To save what you have lost
A very thoughtfull and
A very thoughtfull and introspective look at life through your poem here. Yes you can only learn from your mistakes; trust in other individuals seems the biggest blight, don't you think? Liked your poem very much well written and a good read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
I completely agree. Thank you
I completely agree. Thank you so much for such a lovely response :)