I'm Sorry Poem by Namita Rani Panda

In the afternoon of life
Damn tired in the race of life
on the road of strife
In my wheel chair
With few dear and near
When I pass through my memory lane alone
Pained to see the corpses of many sweet bonds
That I had mercilessly slain.
The crown of ego I used to wear
Never allowed me to bow and say
"I'm sorry. Please excuse me if I ever hurt you anyway."
Now there is no value of shedding tear
No chance to get back those precious treasure.
Now when I compete for death
In which there is no need of crown of ego and pride
I prefer to wear a heart of love
That inspires me to say "Sorry" to all
Nobody knows for how long we'll be together
So I forgive those who hurt me ever
I say sorry to those whom I hurt ever
I say sorry even to those, though I am not wrong
As I value everyone and every relation
to be loved gives much more satisfaction
So there's no harm if I say sorry I'm wrong
It's better to touch someone's feet
Or with a hug say sorry to keep the bond sweet.