Im Sorry Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#ImSorry
im sorry seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2024 8:10am
23rd Jun 2024 8:10am
What Happened to August?
Oh, Leo
such potential
mind brilliant with your pencil
no stencil
dreams and ideas
that float away
you never made them
residential
Oh, Leo
how I would bleed
love's passion isn't
all that I need
I wasn't late, I simply
never arrived I was
stuck in your stagnancy
like a vice
Couldn't you have stayed with me?
Baby, stay with me
I'd lead you through the trenches
guard your senses
show you how the path goes
watch all your budding and growth
I'd brush off...
such potential
mind brilliant with your pencil
no stencil
dreams and ideas
that float away
you never made them
residential
Oh, Leo
how I would bleed
love's passion isn't
all that I need
I wasn't late, I simply
never arrived I was
stuck in your stagnancy
like a vice
Couldn't you have stayed with me?
Baby, stay with me
I'd lead you through the trenches
guard your senses
show you how the path goes
watch all your budding and growth
I'd brush off...
#breakup
#ImSorry
#MovingOn
138 reads
0 Comments
moony_
Poem Published
19th Jun 2024 3:06am
19th Jun 2024 3:06am
Reaching Through Me
I know it seems
Like I am not always here
Or there
But I am
I am listening
And watching
I am responding what I can
And what I cannot say out loud
Is repeating in my mind
I promise
I will always be here
Even if I am a bit see-through
Like I am not always here
Or there
But I am
I am listening
And watching
I am responding what I can
And what I cannot say out loud
Is repeating in my mind
I promise
I will always be here
Even if I am a bit see-through
#gratitude
#ImSorry
#support
193 reads
3 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
6th May 2024 2:35am
6th May 2024 2:35am
I'm so sorry, love Elliott
I held you in my arms so dear
Low lights with silhouette highlights
My hand in yours, so cold my dear
Friction sizzles and sparks a sharp bite
Whirlwind romance of novel proportions
I was your savior from destitution
Or maybe that's just what I thought
A grandeur of epic delusions
Now here we are in this confusing game
No limits, no laws, no rules or just cause
The angry words and empty promises
Gave us both room for pause
I questioned myself if this was real
You stood up from our fight
Cold...
Low lights with silhouette highlights
My hand in yours, so cold my dear
Friction sizzles and sparks a sharp bite
Whirlwind romance of novel proportions
I was your savior from destitution
Or maybe that's just what I thought
A grandeur of epic delusions
Now here we are in this confusing game
No limits, no laws, no rules or just cause
The angry words and empty promises
Gave us both room for pause
I questioned myself if this was real
You stood up from our fight
Cold...
#conflict
#despair
#DomesticViolence
#ImSorry
#sadness
152 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 9:57am
4th Mar 2024 9:57am
cook onboard
the cook onboard
I had gone to sea as a gally boy it was the way
I could save money for a further education
and it so happened the ship was stuck on ice
In the Black Sea waiting for a Russian tugboat
to set us free.
the crew were an odd sort, they had survived
the war, but spent so long time on ships they
had no idea how to get home.
the officers were elderly men picked up from
the last chance saloon and since the ship was
dry they didn't chance it by going ashore
the cook was Swedish and the gayest man
I had ever...
I had gone to sea as a gally boy it was the way
I could save money for a further education
and it so happened the ship was stuck on ice
In the Black Sea waiting for a Russian tugboat
to set us free.
the crew were an odd sort, they had survived
the war, but spent so long time on ships they
had no idea how to get home.
the officers were elderly men picked up from
the last chance saloon and since the ship was
dry they didn't chance it by going ashore
the cook was Swedish and the gayest man
I had ever...
#ImSorry
#escape
#IMissYou #deception
#IMissYou #deception
114 reads
0 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
18th Feb 2024 5:38pm
18th Feb 2024 5:38pm
Quandary of silence
Oh! Wait...
Is it over?
Did I miss a line?
Did you?
I didn't hear anyone call "scene"
or see the curtain drop,
but I'm standing in the dark
wondering
what comes next.
---
Are you still here,
or is that just your ghost?
---
What do I say now?
Prompter, please!
I wanted to know how this story ends.
but...
If it's already over, ...
Is it over?
Did I miss a line?
Did you?
I didn't hear anyone call "scene"
or see the curtain drop,
but I'm standing in the dark
wondering
what comes next.
---
Are you still here,
or is that just your ghost?
---
What do I say now?
Prompter, please!
I wanted to know how this story ends.
but...
If it's already over, ...
#ImSorry
#friendship
#confusion
#MovingOn
#acceptance
274 reads
12 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 11:37am
12th Jan 2024 11:37am
Getting Over That Bump
#ImSorry
#erotic
#redemption
244 reads
2 Comments
PleasingDragon
Poem Published
6th Jan 2024 10:21pm
6th Jan 2024 10:21pm
Love means never having to say you're sorry
In the tapestry of history and prose,
Where time's mysteries endlessly unfurl,
Women, deemed fairer in love's throes,
Their depths of affection, a boundless swirl.
Men, branded at times as brutes and fools,
In the narrative of life, seeking a respite,
Women, the divine, love's guiding tools,
Teaching lessons profound, a celestial light.
Yet, in this era of apologies and closure,
Every lover yearns for words to revive,
Love,...
Where time's mysteries endlessly unfurl,
Women, deemed fairer in love's throes,
Their depths of affection, a boundless swirl.
Men, branded at times as brutes and fools,
In the narrative of life, seeking a respite,
Women, the divine, love's guiding tools,
Teaching lessons profound, a celestial light.
Yet, in this era of apologies and closure,
Every lover yearns for words to revive,
Love,...
#love
#relationships
#ImSorry #forgiveness
#ImSorry #forgiveness
336 reads
7 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
5th Jan 2024 10:40pm
5th Jan 2024 10:40pm
Forgiveness
I am sorry… the words that are dripping
From the mouth that should taste sweet
Like honey, but in the heart they taste like
Blood, full of copper and salt. Do you truly
Mean those simple words or are you tripping
Over false words and promises? Your feet
Carry you to the ocean where you dislike
The waves, but drowning in your newly
Found duty to be honest with yourself and
Those you hurt should mean something.
How can you live with yourself when you
Can feel the flames on your skin? How can
You forgive others when you cannot...
From the mouth that should taste sweet
Like honey, but in the heart they taste like
Blood, full of copper and salt. Do you truly
Mean those simple words or are you tripping
Over false words and promises? Your feet
Carry you to the ocean where you dislike
The waves, but drowning in your newly
Found duty to be honest with yourself and
Those you hurt should mean something.
How can you live with yourself when you
Can feel the flames on your skin? How can
You forgive others when you cannot...
#regret
#ImSorry
#forgiveness
224 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 9:59am
28th Dec 2023 9:59am
back to normal
Back to normal
The festivities are over, and the morning news
is about the war in Ukraine, we are told how successful
their army is shooting down 13 drones and killing a Russian in a boat.
Regarding the ongoing slaughter in Gaza, it was hardly mentioned, one assumes it was too grisly a show
so early in the morning.
On another news channel, the boat is now a warship, and many sailors were killed
the Zelinsky regime has changed the orthodox Christmas 7th of January to Europe's calendar to the applause of UE who takes delight in such matter ...
The festivities are over, and the morning news
is about the war in Ukraine, we are told how successful
their army is shooting down 13 drones and killing a Russian in a boat.
Regarding the ongoing slaughter in Gaza, it was hardly mentioned, one assumes it was too grisly a show
so early in the morning.
On another news channel, the boat is now a warship, and many sailors were killed
the Zelinsky regime has changed the orthodox Christmas 7th of January to Europe's calendar to the applause of UE who takes delight in such matter ...
#anger
#ImSorry
#IMissYou
117 reads
0 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 11:59pm
7th Dec 2023 11:59pm
Swing .
I had no idea how much you could miss
someone. I mean from the morning until
the dark . How you lost your happy place
in the park someone took your swing and
you’re middle aged and acting out like
you are aged five . Except a broken heart
isn’t playing games it feels like digging your
own grave but you are theoretically alive .
Living on the outside but dying on the
inside . It’s hard to see the old routines
when your heart high jacks your mind .
Your a hostage and the taker but you
can’t find the negotiator .
someone. I mean from the morning until
the dark . How you lost your happy place
in the park someone took your swing and
you’re middle aged and acting out like
you are aged five . Except a broken heart
isn’t playing games it feels like digging your
own grave but you are theoretically alive .
Living on the outside but dying on the
inside . It’s hard to see the old routines
when your heart high jacks your mind .
Your a hostage and the taker but you
can’t find the negotiator .
#sadness
#ImSorry
#heartbroken
#IMissYou
#bittersweet
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oskar
Poem Published
30th Nov 2023 8:32am
30th Nov 2023 8:32am
the remembered
a short memory
There were and still are two airports on the flatland
outside of our town, therefore many German soldiers
where stationed here.
Since roads, and bridges had to be built and maintained
there was good employment for everyone and the payment
was good, but not much to spend the money on
a German military band playing loudly in the park, a cinema showing heroic soldiers saving cats
when not killing Russians, a couple of cafes selling what was called coffee, but made of roasted peas
It was left to people, to go to meeting at...
There were and still are two airports on the flatland
outside of our town, therefore many German soldiers
where stationed here.
Since roads, and bridges had to be built and maintained
there was good employment for everyone and the payment
was good, but not much to spend the money on
a German military band playing loudly in the park, a cinema showing heroic soldiers saving cats
when not killing Russians, a couple of cafes selling what was called coffee, but made of roasted peas
It was left to people, to go to meeting at...
#anger
#ImSorry
#escape #apathy
#escape #apathy
125 reads
0 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
20th Nov 2023 10:15pm
20th Nov 2023 10:15pm
Deku
I live my life by disguise
soothing my demons with lullabies
I'd apologize, but my mouth is dry
I need you to hate me for leaving this time
we relate in a celestial place
I can't watch the tears run down your face
I won't let you watch him fill the space
that I know you'd give anything to take
your darkness is shrouded with innocence
the monster bound and buried within
if I stay the knot will loosen and unravel
don't follow me; you will find another friend
you are a hero that I don't deserve,
the raven on my...
soothing my demons with lullabies
I'd apologize, but my mouth is dry
I need you to hate me for leaving this time
we relate in a celestial place
I can't watch the tears run down your face
I won't let you watch him fill the space
that I know you'd give anything to take
your darkness is shrouded with innocence
the monster bound and buried within
if I stay the knot will loosen and unravel
don't follow me; you will find another friend
you are a hero that I don't deserve,
the raven on my...
#relationships
#ImSorry
#shame
#honesty
#bittersweet
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1 Comment
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