In The Name of WISDOM

I had written this quite some time back..but posting it today..

While walking down the beach, I’m trying to gather memories.
I don’t know if it’s spring or is it fall,
Though it won’t be true if I say it doesn’t bother me at all.
I don’t know how many seconds I have before the tide,
Before the current arrives and washes away everything that exists.
May be someday you will realize what you have lost,
And you will regret being in someone else’s arms,
But there won’t be any coming back.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to welcome it with open arms,
I don’t know if I will ever be able to forgive my injuries in the name of wisdom.