Regret Seeking Remission

Even as winter ends
the cold persists

Morning awakenings
endure shadows of the past

Everywhere
good wishes collapse mute

Bouquet openings
become but empty vases

Hesitant touches
forever pretend

Intimate whispers diminish to
but a resonance of silence

The simple music
of children's laughter
The comforting essence
of rose petals beneath one's touch
finds captivity mere folly

Time seems to stop
dreams of future
become nightmares of past
The taste of alum tinctures
become forever's aftertaste

When regret finds no escape
and shackles of blame
hold firm inside walls of guilt
clouds remain forever without rain

Hopefully

Regret finds remission