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.
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
Today 7:36pm
Today 7:36pm
Hey Daddy'o, Just GO find (dead) Leah Marie. Or, just GO.
no thing left to laugh at,
but laugh away I'm sure
to do......
nothing nothing left to laugh at
since
she went Away....Forever....
she went Away....Forever....
she went Away....Forever....(and ever, Amen)
Eye can only laugh through floods of tears.
(Is that considered laughing ? )
I made a terrible mis-take last month,
kinda because eye could NOT stand to read the book I (w)rote
about Leah Marie about Leah Marie
about my Leah......
...
but laugh away I'm sure
to do......
nothing nothing left to laugh at
since
she went Away....Forever....
she went Away....Forever....
she went Away....Forever....(and ever, Amen)
Eye can only laugh through floods of tears.
(Is that considered laughing ? )
I made a terrible mis-take last month,
kinda because eye could NOT stand to read the book I (w)rote
about Leah Marie about Leah Marie
about my Leah......
...
#sadness
#depression
#regret
#grief
#death
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MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:27pm
Yesterday 4:27pm
Time
If I could travel through time
I would go from time to time
Just to see you be kind
To remember when you were mine
I would not change a single thing
Long ago it was decided I wouldn't be king
Wouldn't change with a diamond ring
Nor would it if I wrote a song to sing
If I could go back I would sit from afar
To see you and I wrapped up in my car
If I could go back I would take a picture
And cherish it always like I have cherished liquor
I would go from time to time
Just to see you be kind
To remember when you were mine
I would not change a single thing
Long ago it was decided I wouldn't be king
Wouldn't change with a diamond ring
Nor would it if I wrote a song to sing
If I could go back I would sit from afar
To see you and I wrapped up in my car
If I could go back I would take a picture
And cherish it always like I have cherished liquor
#regret
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Lagertha
Legertha
Legertha
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:46am
Yesterday 6:46am
An Essay of Disarray
He lays beside my thoughts and gives me comfort and a false sense of compassion
He says ,"At the very least I'll be your friend, without exception, without condition".
He plays with my grief to give himself relief of what he's done. With all the loving and kindness a woman needs to hear. His words are calculated, manipulative while he seeks out the fragile, naive and those who are eager to please.
He speaks of his greatness and willingness to help,but for a price. Your dignity.
He says ,"At the very least I'll be your friend, without exception, without condition".
He plays with my grief to give himself relief of what he's done. With all the loving and kindness a woman needs to hear. His words are calculated, manipulative while he seeks out the fragile, naive and those who are eager to please.
He speaks of his greatness and willingness to help,but for a price. Your dignity.
#regret
#dark
#shame
#disappointment
#emptiness
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slipalong
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 7:39pm
14th Oct 2019 7:39pm
Yours
That child its birth in season we await
And with cripped thanks the yellow ribbon
From the drawer we take
For yueltide with its newly born
Brought echoes of the past
We remember our own son
To yield to the great yaw of grief
That yearn remain so hidden
Self pity the colour of deceased belief
For all the days that yonder stretch
That yardage of footsteps on soft grass
For your yore, now missing all aspects
Of youth, a deprivation fortune stole
The winters gift that now is lost
A welcome home from...
And with cripped thanks the yellow ribbon
From the drawer we take
For yueltide with its newly born
Brought echoes of the past
We remember our own son
To yield to the great yaw of grief
That yearn remain so hidden
Self pity the colour of deceased belief
For all the days that yonder stretch
That yardage of footsteps on soft grass
For your yore, now missing all aspects
Of youth, a deprivation fortune stole
The winters gift that now is lost
A welcome home from...
#regret
#grief
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 8:30am
14th Oct 2019 8:30am
dark artist
I can't deny the presence of my demons
they are real
they've been with me since childhood
shadowing my steps
walking inside me
I keep them on a tight leash
there is a limitless darkness within me I can wield
all it takes is a trigger
and they attack viciously
I control them
though I don't own them
they have free will
and personal imaginations
when they feel I am threatened
they reveal their fangs
and go for the throat
they know individual weaknesses
they see with inhuman eyes...
they are real
they've been with me since childhood
shadowing my steps
walking inside me
I keep them on a tight leash
there is a limitless darkness within me I can wield
all it takes is a trigger
and they attack viciously
I control them
though I don't own them
they have free will
and personal imaginations
when they feel I am threatened
they reveal their fangs
and go for the throat
they know individual weaknesses
they see with inhuman eyes...
#regret
#dark
#evil
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
14th Oct 2019 6:59am
14th Oct 2019 6:59am
I am what I hate
my apologies to those who saw my bully this poem
a lady poetess was openly insulted in comment on one of her poems
I openly spoke out against her foul treatment
I was then insulted and challenged what was I going to do about it
so I wrote this person a poem
it was vicious
I know you were probably taken aback by my dark rage
I usually control it
but I was hurt on this ladies account
putting myself in her shoes
no it wasn't my place
I should have handled things better
and just reported the offending comment as abusive ...
a lady poetess was openly insulted in comment on one of her poems
I openly spoke out against her foul treatment
I was then insulted and challenged what was I going to do about it
so I wrote this person a poem
it was vicious
I know you were probably taken aback by my dark rage
I usually control it
but I was hurt on this ladies account
putting myself in her shoes
no it wasn't my place
I should have handled things better
and just reported the offending comment as abusive ...
#love
#regret
#ImSorry #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#ImSorry #DeepUndergroundPoetry
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
12th Oct 2019 9:52pm
12th Oct 2019 9:52pm
Dream: One Tight Night Will Cure Thy Blight
Squirt the groundswell, but keep it a secret.
( sabateurs and other lightweight threats,
are emerging from corners).
Beware
the widow woman wrapped in black.
Offer no resistance. She'd be booked to board
the TITANIC, but mistakenly hopped the the OLYMPIC
(as all them StarLine tubs looked the same her).
Then was the figure of the mighty Jack Johnson.......
"And they wouldn't let Jack Johnson on board. They said:
this ship don't haul no coal, Fare the well, Titanic, fare-thee-well."
The...
( sabateurs and other lightweight threats,
are emerging from corners).
Beware
the widow woman wrapped in black.
Offer no resistance. She'd be booked to board
the TITANIC, but mistakenly hopped the the OLYMPIC
(as all them StarLine tubs looked the same her).
Then was the figure of the mighty Jack Johnson.......
"And they wouldn't let Jack Johnson on board. They said:
this ship don't haul no coal, Fare the well, Titanic, fare-thee-well."
The...
#regret
#sea
#water
#nature
#tragedy
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
12th Oct 2019 6:21am
12th Oct 2019 6:21am
Subconscious Wanderlust
tell me what to say to silence the whisper
as I expose the narrative of these lies that speak through images
when faces are triggers before their seen
the object of my disaffection
and a history that haunts me with temptation
I dreamt betrayal and woke up seeing myself as the monster in my nightmares
God forbid my sins uncommitted make their way to the light
when it proves to be a darkness that stains my breath
freedom is such a painful reality
when we forge our own chains of abuse
caught between a stone heart
and a hard place...
as I expose the narrative of these lies that speak through images
when faces are triggers before their seen
the object of my disaffection
and a history that haunts me with temptation
I dreamt betrayal and woke up seeing myself as the monster in my nightmares
God forbid my sins uncommitted make their way to the light
when it proves to be a darkness that stains my breath
freedom is such a painful reality
when we forge our own chains of abuse
caught between a stone heart
and a hard place...
#regret
#lust
#dreams
#monsters
#nightmares
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larrycosta
Poem Published
11th Oct 2019 7:10pm
11th Oct 2019 7:10pm
She
She is alone
standing
waiting
wanting
alone on the summit
that overlooks the sea
in spite of all
in spite of love
she will take and give with her tenderness
sometimes she is not glad to live
she is alone
as though she is perched on the highest peak of the tired gray world
around her only snow swirling swirling swirling
above her endless space unfurled unfurled unfurled
below her , ever-stretching sea that churns churns churns the pain deep inside.
only she survives, and...
standing
waiting
wanting
alone on the summit
that overlooks the sea
in spite of all
in spite of love
she will take and give with her tenderness
sometimes she is not glad to live
she is alone
as though she is perched on the highest peak of the tired gray world
around her only snow swirling swirling swirling
above her endless space unfurled unfurled unfurled
below her , ever-stretching sea that churns churns churns the pain deep inside.
only she survives, and...
#regret
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
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BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
8th Oct 2019 10:41pm
8th Oct 2019 10:41pm
To those days...
When whats everything to you means nothing
To the one that you hope it will mean something to...
To the one that you hope it will mean something to...
#depression
#regret
#loneliness #obsession
#loneliness #obsession
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MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
8th Oct 2019 4:48pm
8th Oct 2019 4:48pm
Withering
Guess you never really got it
S'pose you never really understood
Could stretch to say I'm rotting
It's not a stretch to say I could
Had more to say but the junk saw to that
There's a hole round' my chest that's no good
I guess you never really got it
Maybe once but we've both forgotten it
Tried to eat once and had a seltzer
Aint' much now that I haven't felt her
Threw that up and that was that
Guess I'll just starve away, that's not that bad
S'pose you never really understood
Could stretch to say I'm rotting
It's not a stretch to say I could
Had more to say but the junk saw to that
There's a hole round' my chest that's no good
I guess you never really got it
Maybe once but we've both forgotten it
Tried to eat once and had a seltzer
Aint' much now that I haven't felt her
Threw that up and that was that
Guess I'll just starve away, that's not that bad
#regret
#heartbroken
#conflict
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CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 4:52pm
7th Oct 2019 4:52pm
Moment of Truth
Everything is falling apart around me
My mind is filled with lies
I start looking for the beauty
And try to keep teardrops from my eyes
The room starts spinning
I'm locked in chains
I look to start winning
I try to keep myself from going insane
I sense some sort of magic in the air
I sense a presence coming close
I try to run from this nightmare
I start to lose all my hopes
I fight for all I got
I tear open the cage
I break out and am now not caught
I start to fill with rage
...
My mind is filled with lies
I start looking for the beauty
And try to keep teardrops from my eyes
The room starts spinning
I'm locked in chains
I look to start winning
I try to keep myself from going insane
I sense some sort of magic in the air
I sense a presence coming close
I try to run from this nightmare
I start to lose all my hopes
I fight for all I got
I tear open the cage
I break out and am now not caught
I start to fill with rage
...
#regret
#hope
#frustration #redemption
#frustration #redemption
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