This afternoon some friends and I were talking about regrets in general over a cup of coffee. How does one feel when one regrets the deed that he has done? Each of us presented our own version of regretful feelings.
Below is a poem about REMORSE. Does it reflects what you are thinking?
Deviod of happiness,
Heart skewered by needles,
The result of wrong decision,
Which creates the present sorrowful situation;
What’s done cannot be undone,
Embalming the pain bravely;
Paying the price,