Right the Wrong

I am neither a saint

nor a monk

i came here again

to right my wrong

For the smallest of issues,

With you always I fought

In all my time alone,

learnt something that Time taught

That Somethings are more important

than you and your things

And Sometimes for Them 

you have to cut your wings

For them you have to fight 

all of the rest

For them you would have

to e on your best

Of what i learnt from time

I shared with all

I gave them my hand

before they could fall

I know i did you wrong

and i came here to repent

I am sorry i realized late

that for me you were meant...

:Ishant