Recapitulates the days

I"ve lost,

Recapitulates of the events

of the past.

 

Lamenting  for the mistakes

those have  comitted,

Lamenting for the time

that was wasted.

 

At the age of old

tries to be bold,

But at young

lost the opportunity of gold.

 

Lost on the surface 

on the bay,

As dark cloud

covered  on the sky.

 

Could not find

the right path,

Went on a wrong way 

repenting the aftermath.

 

Time will not return

to change  again the fortune,

On the spring 

cuckoo will not sing

on its melodious tune.

 

Time has tested

and gave lessons

learnt from self

and to become consus .

 

Conscience of self

can help,

Can fetch knowledge

power and pelf.