Poems About Regret
#regret
Poetry about regret and remorse. These poems about regret take us on a painful journey, exploring mistakes, missed opportunities and feelings of guilt for failing to act. We all have regrets in life, whether we actually did something wrong, or have guilty feelings for something which was out of our control.
SilverBeaver_42
Poem Published
15th Apr 2021 4:29pm
15th Apr 2021 4:29pm
No Fix-all
You are in pain
My fault
We already knew
there is no cure
for us
My fault
We already knew
there is no cure
for us
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken
#breakup
#disappointment
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SilverBeaver_42
Poem Published
14th Apr 2021 2:33am
14th Apr 2021 2:33am
Delete
Your voice echos
As i read your e-mails
One last time
Before deleting them
Beyond my reach
As i read your e-mails
One last time
Before deleting them
Beyond my reach
#regret
#MovingOn
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u53l355
Poem Published
13th Apr 2021 3:10pm
13th Apr 2021 3:10pm
The silver lining
Clouded thoughts clearing as my mind begins to open , realising I often speak with no filter to determine someones reaction as the twisted words that leave my mouth leave cringes on the faces of those who have given me a chance of interaction
I'm starting to question my motivation
A quest for attention has lead me to this life of solitude , of course people can't take a joke when the humour isn't funny , people have backgrounds and pasts and all these years I've acted like it's a joke !
Just because I don't take anything to heart , just because I have been...
I'm starting to question my motivation
A quest for attention has lead me to this life of solitude , of course people can't take a joke when the humour isn't funny , people have backgrounds and pasts and all these years I've acted like it's a joke !
Just because I don't take anything to heart , just because I have been...
#depression
#regret
#loneliness
#ImSorry
#suicide
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missjem56
Poem Published
13th Apr 2021 1:18am
13th Apr 2021 1:18am
The Tears Of A Ladybird
Why did you leave
Your children alone?
As their ashes lay scattered
Along with your home
Ladybird, Ladybird
Your tears of regret
Won't bring back your children
Their fate is now set
by Jemia
Your children alone?
As their ashes lay scattered
Along with your home
Ladybird, Ladybird
Your tears of regret
Won't bring back your children
Their fate is now set
by Jemia
#sadness
#regret
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red_speck
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 8:10pm
10th Apr 2021 8:10pm
Harmonious loss of composure
Can you see yourself?
Set in the crowded room.
That moment the screams are louder than they ever have been before.
You'll try to hold on tight,
at least for tonight.
Beg and plead as they rise.
Groveling before shadows,
too stubborn to let go.
The gravest mistake that echoes
at the loss of your own voice.
It's too early to leave.
Senseless repetition,
Amongst resonating shame.
Lights out.
Words falter at the explanation.
Pretending to be alive.
Dim, the branches will bend.
Back...
Set in the crowded room.
That moment the screams are louder than they ever have been before.
You'll try to hold on tight,
at least for tonight.
Beg and plead as they rise.
Groveling before shadows,
too stubborn to let go.
The gravest mistake that echoes
at the loss of your own voice.
It's too early to leave.
Senseless repetition,
Amongst resonating shame.
Lights out.
Words falter at the explanation.
Pretending to be alive.
Dim, the branches will bend.
Back...
#regret
#frustration
#confusion
#denial
#emptiness
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SilverBeaver_42
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 7:16pm
10th Apr 2021 7:16pm
Deleted
Is safer to think the worst has happened
Many ideas have taken up residents in my mind
Awoke with them running wild
Having grown out of proportion as i slept
Have to bury the happiness ASAP
Before they are shredded beyond repair
Will shorten the time of pain
Yet to be allowed in
The sanity that was rebuilt will evaporate
A return to drowning
Words, thoughts and wants
Stifled before fully formed
Your words gone could not be kept
Your voice to echo one last time
As i read the few i have left
Before...
Many ideas have taken up residents in my mind
Awoke with them running wild
Having grown out of proportion as i slept
Have to bury the happiness ASAP
Before they are shredded beyond repair
Will shorten the time of pain
Yet to be allowed in
The sanity that was rebuilt will evaporate
A return to drowning
Words, thoughts and wants
Stifled before fully formed
Your words gone could not be kept
Your voice to echo one last time
As i read the few i have left
Before...
#love
#regret
#heartbroken
#breakup
#MovingOn
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archie23
Poem Published
10th Apr 2021 1:09pm
10th Apr 2021 1:09pm
IT ALWAYS ENDS
It always ends
I remember well, the days we spent together
memories unwind within A tapestry of silken twine
woven within A wilted wine of distant time
drunken far too quickly to truly taste the embrace
of the true essence of innocence erased
torn to waste within a brief eternal haste
-Bodies bound with limbs intertwined
New gods discovered within our minds
A brief blissful moment of eternity burns
as the hands of time slowly turns
our hands upon each other's sultry skin
each searching for another scorching soul within
The...
I remember well, the days we spent together
memories unwind within A tapestry of silken twine
woven within A wilted wine of distant time
drunken far too quickly to truly taste the embrace
of the true essence of innocence erased
torn to waste within a brief eternal haste
-Bodies bound with limbs intertwined
New gods discovered within our minds
A brief blissful moment of eternity burns
as the hands of time slowly turns
our hands upon each other's sultry skin
each searching for another scorching soul within
The...
#sadness
#love
#regret
#respect
#bittersweet
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Gentle
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 5:45pm
9th Apr 2021 5:45pm
DO NOT BE GENTLE IN THE PASSION RACE
Do not be gentle in the Passion race
Where all the demons wear the angel's vest
For the end is always an evil mess
Hath thou ever been in an evil chase,
As thou walked away from the devil's nest?
Do not be gentle in the Passion race
Should her tongue be just like gelatinase
May you not get lost in her cunning jest
For the end is always an evil mess
Like father of lies, her lie is a mace
Who's sole aim is to destroy all your rest
Do not be gentle in the Passion race
If there exist a chance to take a race ...
Where all the demons wear the angel's vest
For the end is always an evil mess
Hath thou ever been in an evil chase,
As thou walked away from the devil's nest?
Do not be gentle in the Passion race
Should her tongue be just like gelatinase
May you not get lost in her cunning jest
For the end is always an evil mess
Like father of lies, her lie is a mace
Who's sole aim is to destroy all your rest
Do not be gentle in the Passion race
If there exist a chance to take a race ...
#sadness
#regret
#grief #heartbroken
#grief #heartbroken
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DaryaWaters
Darya Waters
Darya Waters
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 1:07pm
9th Apr 2021 1:07pm
AS WE DO
Here we go again, eh?
Trying desperately to sew up old wounds
Like stopping in the middle of open-heart surgery
And saying “fuck this. here’s a bandaid”
Sometimes you text me
Or show up at my house
Just to apologize for unspoken thoughts
Well today I thought I’d return the favor
That’s inaccurate - I’ve thought about doing this
Every day
For the past six months
But today? Today is the day to make mistakes
So I drop you a line
And we talk
And it’s like walking through quicksand
I don’t wish that I’d...
Trying desperately to sew up old wounds
Like stopping in the middle of open-heart surgery
And saying “fuck this. here’s a bandaid”
Sometimes you text me
Or show up at my house
Just to apologize for unspoken thoughts
Well today I thought I’d return the favor
That’s inaccurate - I’ve thought about doing this
Every day
For the past six months
But today? Today is the day to make mistakes
So I drop you a line
And we talk
And it’s like walking through quicksand
I don’t wish that I’d...
#anger
#anxiety
#regret
#dialogue
#meditation
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Stanhoven
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 11:15pm
8th Apr 2021 11:15pm
What Will You Leave Behind?
What will you leave behind?
Will you be a parent teaching your children to read or ride a bike?
Will you be a dreamer who will write a great novel? or compose a 9th Symphony?
Or write a book of poems?
Will you create a company and employ 100's of people?
Will you shoot for the stars and land on Mars?
Will you become a Doctor or a Nurse and help those in need?
Will you become a teacher and help shape young minds?
Will you become a politician and shape the future of mankind?
Will you make a difference?
So what will you leave...
Will you be a parent teaching your children to read or ride a bike?
Will you be a dreamer who will write a great novel? or compose a 9th Symphony?
Or write a book of poems?
Will you create a company and employ 100's of people?
Will you shoot for the stars and land on Mars?
Will you become a Doctor or a Nurse and help those in need?
Will you become a teacher and help shape young minds?
Will you become a politician and shape the future of mankind?
Will you make a difference?
So what will you leave...
#regret
#death
#LifeCycle
#aging
#disappointment
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Pishashee
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 7:20am
7th Apr 2021 7:20am
Hundreds of crosses, hundreds and hundreds of them. .
I was taking a crew out for a dogcatch. That's where a train engine has stopped because the crew has reached thier driving limits, set by the government.
I bring in a fresh crew, and take the old one back home to the train yard. Train folk live in their own world, and they have thier own set language.
It was 2 in the morning, and we were headed to the Village of Birmingham cross. There was a train waiting there for us. A dogcatch is what you call it. We had a stop to make first behind the Ameristar.
The engineer said he had to grab...
I bring in a fresh crew, and take the old one back home to the train yard. Train folk live in their own world, and they have thier own set language.
It was 2 in the morning, and we were headed to the Village of Birmingham cross. There was a train waiting there for us. A dogcatch is what you call it. We had a stop to make first behind the Ameristar.
The engineer said he had to grab...
#sadness
#regret
#shame #emptiness
#shame #emptiness
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Eerie
Poem Published
7th Apr 2021 00:43am
7th Apr 2021 00:43am
Regret: An Ineffectual Emotion
If you want something
altogether controlling,
hold out your hands and fill them
with past disappointment.
Keep swallowing wistful
memories, allowing discontent
to seep into subconscious fibers.
Destroy every peaceful ounce
of what is good, pining over shit
that couldn't be had.
Regret poisons immediate pleasure—
Stop believing in it.
altogether controlling,
hold out your hands and fill them
with past disappointment.
Keep swallowing wistful
memories, allowing discontent
to seep into subconscious fibers.
Destroy every peaceful ounce
of what is good, pining over shit
that couldn't be had.
Regret poisons immediate pleasure—
Stop believing in it.
#regret
#NaPoWriMo2021
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