Its never too late !

This is a poem of repentance It is never too late ! I sat alone on the beach , and thought of my past. my mistakes and my biases , my misgivings and my vices. It is only then , that I realized , what an inflated ego I have. Someone who does not err is I, Someone who knows best is I. I prided on my knowledge, No one’s opinion I acknowledged, Everyone I met on a regular basis, I saw and took various prejudices. Some were bad , some were worse, If they towed along the line, They were good or very fine , and hence I went on, Having biases against one and all, With no notion of the venom I was storing, Until life became very boring. There was no one to love me , and no one to share with me, I went around like a zombie, in a perpetual vacuum, which was so gloomy. I have to change, I thought to myself, With great hesitation, I extended my hand, There was a great fear of rejection and ridicule. But it came as a shock, the reaction of the lot, They loved and showed so much care. My entire soul, I could bare. I felt like dry sand, Which was soothed by the flow of the cool water? I realized that the people who reached first, Were the ones I thought were the worse!