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.
Isgyppie_
Bumped Yesterday 8:35pm
21st Feb 2022 9:55am
21st Feb 2022 9:55am
The Thing I Believe To Regret The Most
The thing I believe to regret the most
Is not writing more.
You see, I’ve been a lot of places
And I went to those places for me.
And I did start out with a journal,
I did outline my journeys.
Sometimes I’d write poems,
Poems that echoed my soul,
And other days I would just live
Unbothered to write because
My experiences were mine alone.
And who are they,
To read my words?
To comprehend but not experience.
Yet now I wish,
I would have wrote the details
Of my own quest for purpose
You see, I...
Is not writing more.
You see, I’ve been a lot of places
And I went to those places for me.
And I did start out with a journal,
I did outline my journeys.
Sometimes I’d write poems,
Poems that echoed my soul,
And other days I would just live
Unbothered to write because
My experiences were mine alone.
And who are they,
To read my words?
To comprehend but not experience.
Yet now I wish,
I would have wrote the details
Of my own quest for purpose
You see, I...
#regret
#WritingPoetry
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CeeCee-Elaine
Poem Published
16th May 2022 00:35am
16th May 2022 00:35am
Unlovable
I find it hard to believe that I was ever meant for love.
Faking my tears when friends insisted on watching the notebook.
And okay, P.S, I love you.
At least, I'm pretty sure I think I do.
The feeling of two hearts beating, but mine just never seeming to keep rhythm.
The back and forth, and the shiver of switching temperatures.
The swooshing within the depths of my gut. I'm seasick.
It's always easiest to put on that
award winning performance.
Save the tears for my private show.
When no one is there to judge them for missing...
Faking my tears when friends insisted on watching the notebook.
And okay, P.S, I love you.
At least, I'm pretty sure I think I do.
The feeling of two hearts beating, but mine just never seeming to keep rhythm.
The back and forth, and the shiver of switching temperatures.
The swooshing within the depths of my gut. I'm seasick.
It's always easiest to put on that
award winning performance.
Save the tears for my private show.
When no one is there to judge them for missing...
#love
#depression
#regret
#loneliness
#disappointment
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chihiro_angel
geeeeel.crp
geeeeel.crp
Poem Published
15th May 2022 7:48pm
15th May 2022 7:48pm
oh, erro
Nobody could ever offer me
with the love you've once given
Still, I had to set you free
As if you were mine to surrender
You remind me of the cloth I borrowed from a friend.
That I purposefully did not want to return.
I rip the cloth into pieces.
It felt terrible to own it.
Then I gradually sewed it up.
Oh, it was never the same as it was.
with the love you've once given
Still, I had to set you free
As if you were mine to surrender
You remind me of the cloth I borrowed from a friend.
That I purposefully did not want to return.
I rip the cloth into pieces.
It felt terrible to own it.
Then I gradually sewed it up.
Oh, it was never the same as it was.
#regret
#frustration
#disappointment #bittersweet
#disappointment #bittersweet
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Sandals
Poem Published
12th May 2022 3:01am
12th May 2022 3:01am
Can't I
How can u
Deal with this
Me in which I be
Selling Cocaine is
My affections and also
This my affections ah be
One blink and u
Could upon these
Streets easily die
Plus I'm not that
Type of guy which
U would call your pipe the pie
Can't I stay away
Can't I not be
With u this way ah seen
Your are formal and
You are evening wear
That both u share
I'm only tights
Capris and blue jeans
And aluving me is the flare
The dark of
The nights epitome ...
Deal with this
Me in which I be
Selling Cocaine is
My affections and also
This my affections ah be
One blink and u
Could upon these
Streets easily die
Plus I'm not that
Type of guy which
U would call your pipe the pie
Can't I stay away
Can't I not be
With u this way ah seen
Your are formal and
You are evening wear
That both u share
I'm only tights
Capris and blue jeans
And aluving me is the flare
The dark of
The nights epitome ...
#regret
#relationships
#sensual
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S-m-sawyer
Poem Published
10th May 2022 1:18am
10th May 2022 1:18am
I miss you brother
I sit by your grave, knowing not what to say, it's been two months now since you were taken away, I miss you more brother every day,
I'm looking after mum, but she is a mess, contemplating suicide because of the stress, I feel like I've been punched in the chest
I can't sleep , I'm scared of what mum may do, we can't lose her the same way we lost you,
I believe you waited for me before you passed on, it's the longest ever trip that I've done,
I don’t know how we're going to get through this, but we will, we have to,
So if you're...
I'm looking after mum, but she is a mess, contemplating suicide because of the stress, I feel like I've been punched in the chest
I can't sleep , I'm scared of what mum may do, we can't lose her the same way we lost you,
I believe you waited for me before you passed on, it's the longest ever trip that I've done,
I don’t know how we're going to get through this, but we will, we have to,
So if you're...
#regret
#grief
#heartbroken
#emptiness
#fear
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
7th May 2022 12:03pm
7th May 2022 12:03pm
Strangers
#regret
#lust
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
7th May 2022 2:23am
7th May 2022 2:23am
World Away
#love
#regret
#lust
#sea
#LookingForLove
41 reads
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SunFox
Poem Published
4th May 2022 5:00pm
4th May 2022 5:00pm
Shattered Heart
When you walked into my life
I never wanted to let go
You meant so much to me
Even though you'll never know
I never told you that I loved you
I knew it was too late
I knew I should have asked you
To go on our first date
But that flower never bloomed
It wilted anyway
I never had the courage
To tell you my feelings
You meant so much to me
You were the star in my life
I smiled when I saw you
Each and every time
But now as time ticks by
I regret never saying hi
You never took the first step...
I never wanted to let go
You meant so much to me
Even though you'll never know
I never told you that I loved you
I knew it was too late
I knew I should have asked you
To go on our first date
But that flower never bloomed
It wilted anyway
I never had the courage
To tell you my feelings
You meant so much to me
You were the star in my life
I smiled when I saw you
Each and every time
But now as time ticks by
I regret never saying hi
You never took the first step...
#sadness
#regret
#disappointment
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
2nd May 2022 8:17pm
2nd May 2022 8:17pm
Forgetting
'Il n'est rien qui soit pour un homme plus infinie
torture que ses propres pensées"
John Webster ''Le Démon blanc''
cité dans "Poussière tu seras''
de Sam Miller.
I wish someone could invent some sort of drug
That you could, like druggies, inject in your arm,
Some sort of drug which, within minutes
Could erase the demons of your past,
The demons which you are totally responsible
For creating for yourself through
Your sheer...
torture que ses propres pensées"
John Webster ''Le Démon blanc''
cité dans "Poussière tu seras''
de Sam Miller.
I wish someone could invent some sort of drug
That you could, like druggies, inject in your arm,
Some sort of drug which, within minutes
Could erase the demons of your past,
The demons which you are totally responsible
For creating for yourself through
Your sheer...
#regret
#dark
#despair
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runningturtle87
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 3:29pm
29th Apr 2022 3:29pm
Intimacy Blockade
Intimacy Blockade
Where to begin
When
The mascarade
Ends,
What's the use
Of pretending?
It gives
The appearance
Of everything's
Sending
That message
Of perfection all day.
When the lights
Come on
And the bar
Shuts down
And the ring
On the finger spins round,
What was the point
Of starting
This
Fling
When the darkness
Was all on the ground?
Where to begin
When
The mascarade
Ends,
What's the use
Of pretending?
It gives
The appearance
Of everything's
Sending
That message
Of perfection all day.
When the lights
Come on
And the bar
Shuts down
And the ring
On the finger spins round,
What was the point
Of starting
This
Fling
When the darkness
Was all on the ground?
#anxiety
#regret
#loneliness
#denial
#emptiness
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 1:48am
29th Apr 2022 1:48am
Edge of Night
I’ve mis-sworn allegiance
misplaced my trust
in my own force of will and ego lust
Braving each path as the one who brought mirth
a cup-half-full vision my basis of worth
Now here we sit on the edge of night
casting no shadows in stars’ cold light
for we are but a meaningless mist
and this is eternity’s cruel twist:
It matters not what we do with our time
for all is lament and all will die
Though we reach for each other through cloud and shade
even love is lament
and love will fade
misplaced my trust
in my own force of will and ego lust
Braving each path as the one who brought mirth
a cup-half-full vision my basis of worth
Now here we sit on the edge of night
casting no shadows in stars’ cold light
for we are but a meaningless mist
and this is eternity’s cruel twist:
It matters not what we do with our time
for all is lament and all will die
Though we reach for each other through cloud and shade
even love is lament
and love will fade
#regret
#death
#shadows #NaPoWriMo2022
#shadows #NaPoWriMo2022
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
28th Apr 2022 2:53am
28th Apr 2022 2:53am
Crazy Lady Returns
I am perplexed.
Shocked by who I was
just days ago –
Who the hell was that?
Fawning, needy,
wretched creature,
I wish no one had witnessed her
but there she was,
born out of a week
laden with worst fears,
slow-cooked stress,
resentful sacrifice
and poorly mixed chemicals.
She crept up unnoticed
(though I should have learned by now)
a bottle of crocodile tears in one hand,
the other one wielding claws
As I relaxed my guard
she pounced
a tempest, shredding good will
leaving me to tend...
Shocked by who I was
just days ago –
Who the hell was that?
Fawning, needy,
wretched creature,
I wish no one had witnessed her
but there she was,
born out of a week
laden with worst fears,
slow-cooked stress,
resentful sacrifice
and poorly mixed chemicals.
She crept up unnoticed
(though I should have learned by now)
a bottle of crocodile tears in one hand,
the other one wielding claws
As I relaxed my guard
she pounced
a tempest, shredding good will
leaving me to tend...
#depression
#regret
#friendship
#gratitude
#NaPoWriMo2022
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