It is still not late
You have no reason to hate
You may term it as your fate
It can happen with anybody
The blame has to be shared by somebody
The soul can’t be separated from body
Everything shapes in time
No priority or object prime
It is never a crime
It may come late
There is nothing to state
New beginning on blank slate
I continue to think
Eyes get wet and blink
No appeal from rose pink
I shall still go on
Nothing can be won
No use to lament or frown
Let tears not fall
Make it brave call
Write nicely on the wall
hasmukh amathalal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-reason-not-to-hate/
