""The Essence of Regret"" is an expression. In these pages, Sk Akib gathers the scattered remains of sorrow, memory, silence, war, love, and identity. These are not poems crafted to be perfect. They are fragments - raw, unfinished, deeply human. Written not to impress, but to survive. From the whispered questions of a child caught in conflict, to the breath of a love that once held warmth - every line carries the weight of what was felt, what was lost, and what still remains.