Repent

I often thought I won,

But alas I’m a loser;

It hurts a lot now,

Rather haunts me !!

And time makes it more,

Over the unspoken silence !!

I might stand high,

But broken as a glass;

Searching for an answer,

Among the earthed crystals.

What have I done,

Where have I winded?

Would I ever know,

Would I ever find?

That stupid ego,

And worthless attitude;

All slapped me back,

Leaving prints of despair.

When the lights passed,

Through beads of emotions;

As if creating a mystery,

That stays unresolved.