Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

NO REGRET

By: Donia Mahmoud Mansour

ONE DAY, I THOUGHT LOVE WAS PARADISE.
I FOUND IT INNOCENT
I DIDN'T BELIEVE HOW IT COULD BE A VICE.

AND I DIDN'T LISTEN TO MY MIND'S ADVICE!

I LOVED TWICE, AND I WAS HURT TWICE.
WHO CARES ABOUT ME?
WHO CARES ABOUT TEARS IN MY EYES?

I WAS BOILING. I WAS BURNING.
AND I HAD TO PRETEND THAT I WAS COLD AS ICE.

ALL THE SAME, I KNEW THAT VERY WELL.
ALL THE SAME, THEY SENT MY HEART TO HELL.

SO, IF I FELL IN LOVE AGAIN,
IF MY HEART WAS BROKEN AND I FELT PAIN,
IF I WAS DESTROYED ONCE AND AGAIN,
IF I LOST TOO MUCH AND DID NOT GAIN,

I'D DESERVE WHOLE WHAT I'M SUFFERING.
I WON'T DEPLORE FOR MYSELF, FOR ANYTHING.

HOW CAN I PASS INTO MEMORIES? HOW CAN I FORGET?
HOW STUPID WAS I, I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO SELECT.
I GAVE A LOT, WHEN THERE WAS NOTHING TO EXPECT.
BUT, NOW I'M CERTAIN I SHOULD ADMIT
THIS TIME SORROW MUST BE WITH NO REGRET.