Poems About Regret Seeking Friendly Advice
#regret
Poems about regret seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 8:19am
4th Oct 2024 8:19am
dove of peace
The dove of peace
A white dove landed on his windowsill
plucked a feather of its plumage and flew off
He opened the window, picked up
the white feather wondered whom he had
betrayed with his silence
Looked into the fathomless gulch of his
consciousness and petrified bones of what
he should have done but failed to do
the many he should have called but didn't
because it was late in the night
The phone in the hall, cobwebbed by neglect
he lifted the receiver, heard the hum
of eternity and what had...
A white dove landed on his windowsill
plucked a feather of its plumage and flew off
He opened the window, picked up
the white feather wondered whom he had
betrayed with his silence
Looked into the fathomless gulch of his
consciousness and petrified bones of what
he should have done but failed to do
the many he should have called but didn't
because it was late in the night
The phone in the hall, cobwebbed by neglect
he lifted the receiver, heard the hum
of eternity and what had...
#loneliness
#regret
#rejection
#sadness
#shame
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Nixprty
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 9:50am
2nd Oct 2024 9:50am
Creators Guilt
I cannot recall the way the air tasted that day,
A suffocating reality that twists through my veins.
I cannot recall the way it smelled,
So long ago the night looks almost like day.
I’m supposed to remember.
To sit in my shame and guilt.
But I cannot remember,
I cannot recall.
I’m supposed to hurt,
That’s how I know it meant something;
But I can only tip my head back,
And swallow.
Forgive me;
I cannot be sorry.
Alone again, at least until the fall,
A...
A suffocating reality that twists through my veins.
I cannot recall the way it smelled,
So long ago the night looks almost like day.
I’m supposed to remember.
To sit in my shame and guilt.
But I cannot remember,
I cannot recall.
I’m supposed to hurt,
That’s how I know it meant something;
But I can only tip my head back,
And swallow.
Forgive me;
I cannot be sorry.
Alone again, at least until the fall,
A...
#regret
#shame
117 reads
2 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 6:43pm
30th Sep 2024 6:43pm
Prison Scene: Darryl Talking to William
"I should have been killed a long time ago. My life shouldn't be spared like this. I shouldn't be living right now," I said, referring to my report to the police, turning myself in.
"You did the right thing. Turning yourself in was the right thing."
"No!" I slammed my fist down. "I should have let the family torture me, but I was a coward. I was a coward... I just don't know. Looking back, I just think to myself, 'What the hell happened?' I shouldn't have let it escalate this far. Why did God have my life spared when I didn't deserve...
"You did the right thing. Turning yourself in was the right thing."
"No!" I slammed my fist down. "I should have let the family torture me, but I was a coward. I was a coward... I just don't know. Looking back, I just think to myself, 'What the hell happened?' I shouldn't have let it escalate this far. Why did God have my life spared when I didn't deserve...
#despair
#emptiness
#regret
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Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 5:39pm
30th Sep 2024 5:39pm
Unlikely Acquaintances
#erotic
#loneliness
#lover #regret
#lover #regret
190 reads
13 Comments
NicoleMelrose
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 1:45am
13th Sep 2024 1:45am
Ballerina
As a ballerina has trained their toes to perpetually flex,
I have trained my mind in patience where it should naturally vex,
And as a dancer my pain looks sweet,
Until you notice the swollen feet,
Why have I betrayed myself and remained loyal to those who step on all the dancer's toes?
I have trained my mind in patience where it should naturally vex,
And as a dancer my pain looks sweet,
Until you notice the swollen feet,
Why have I betrayed myself and remained loyal to those who step on all the dancer's toes?
#anxiety
#dark
#disappointment
#heartbroken
#regret
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 6:41pm
10th Sep 2024 6:41pm
The Home of Nowhere
As I inhaled, her stars shifted and an ethos
once grasped so tightly crumbled into tiny
pieces of failure, on a whisper do your
dreams waft away as your soul lay dying
It’s on the wind, a bitter taste of acrid smoke
and the symphony created by the demons
wings, it becomes that lonely hum beneath
the streetlights, you are alone
If you see my face you are a sinner, your
salvation rests upon the the razor’s edge
of the executioner’s axe, but that fate is a
blessing, ‘‘tis worse to live as nothing
Look not for...
once grasped so tightly crumbled into tiny
pieces of failure, on a whisper do your
dreams waft away as your soul lay dying
It’s on the wind, a bitter taste of acrid smoke
and the symphony created by the demons
wings, it becomes that lonely hum beneath
the streetlights, you are alone
If you see my face you are a sinner, your
salvation rests upon the the razor’s edge
of the executioner’s axe, but that fate is a
blessing, ‘‘tis worse to live as nothing
Look not for...
#despair
#emptiness
#frustration
#grief
#regret
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 1:41am
10th Sep 2024 1:41am
crossroads
notifications like a wink in the dark
I keep a letter in the back of my bottom drawer
read every syllable of your elegant hand
twice over and I'll accept this friend request
could it be coincidence? are you who she sent
to meet me at the crossroads this time?
did just a thought of the past open the door?
the fear left and you stepped across the threshold
I know why I buried it
I never looked back over my shoulder
uncovered dirty truths within myself
now I can't help but to wonder
if all of that trauma was completely...
I keep a letter in the back of my bottom drawer
read every syllable of your elegant hand
twice over and I'll accept this friend request
could it be coincidence? are you who she sent
to meet me at the crossroads this time?
did just a thought of the past open the door?
the fear left and you stepped across the threshold
I know why I buried it
I never looked back over my shoulder
uncovered dirty truths within myself
now I can't help but to wonder
if all of that trauma was completely...
#confusion
#love
#regret
#relationships
#shame
131 reads
1 Comment
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 6:58pm
5th Sep 2024 6:58pm
The Ink I Bleed
Eyes closed, adrift in a dystopian delusion
flailing in the quicksand of someone
else’s hourglass, sinking only to be turned
around again and drowned
Who swings the pendulum, can I not
choose my own reality as I press my
legs against the glass, if it breaks am I
cut into a million stars, or am I left
whole, carrying the scars of a universe
Perhaps the universe as we know it is
merely a glitter globe sitting on the desk
of a man dreaming about drowning, all of
us have hourglasses to shatter or die
Having...
flailing in the quicksand of someone
else’s hourglass, sinking only to be turned
around again and drowned
Who swings the pendulum, can I not
choose my own reality as I press my
legs against the glass, if it breaks am I
cut into a million stars, or am I left
whole, carrying the scars of a universe
Perhaps the universe as we know it is
merely a glitter globe sitting on the desk
of a man dreaming about drowning, all of
us have hourglasses to shatter or die
Having...
#emptiness
#ghosts
#regret #TimeHeals
#regret #TimeHeals
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8 Comments
Si1kyPanther
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 8:58am
1st Sep 2024 8:58am
Yearn for You
Longing
It’s seeing the sunrise remembering
your eyes.
It taste like regret, a lime flavor.
It sounds more louder than a library.
It feels like you’re still holding on even after
I left you.
Longing is thinking about how much I miss you.
It’s seeing the sunrise remembering
your eyes.
It taste like regret, a lime flavor.
It sounds more louder than a library.
It feels like you’re still holding on even after
I left you.
Longing is thinking about how much I miss you.
#ILoveYou
#IMissYou
#ImSorry
#regret
#sadness
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 3:41pm
26th Aug 2024 3:41pm
I'LL BOTHER YOU NO MORE
YES
I am a slow
learner but
once I learn
it is never
forgotten or
worth spending
idle time trying
to go through
a dead-end..
I
tried being coy,
casual and up front.
sometimes feeling
a brief ray of hope;
BUT
I have learned another
lesson in the life
of a wannabe poet:
"Enough fooling yourself."
I
will never bother
YOU again.
P.S. No! I'm not leaving DUP. Thanks for your encouragement.
I am a slow
learner but
once I learn
it is never
forgotten or
worth spending
idle time trying
to go through
a dead-end..
I
tried being coy,
casual and up front.
sometimes feeling
a brief ray of hope;
BUT
I have learned another
lesson in the life
of a wannabe poet:
"Enough fooling yourself."
I
will never bother
YOU again.
P.S. No! I'm not leaving DUP. Thanks for your encouragement.
#bittersweet
#disappointment
#loneliness
#regret
#rejection
171 reads
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SommersWill
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 2:00am
19th Aug 2024 2:00am
Chasing Shadows
Endless dots of light fill a black sky.
I'm in the car, my arm on the window.
This soft breeze caresses me as endless flat planes sweep by me.
A sigh carries on the wind; its words a spell that conjures forth dreams from the nebulous mists of the past.
Somewhere in those mists, you wait for me, not as a viper, but as a kind and gentle pain I would smother myself with, if I could.
I don't even know how to drive, but I'm driving westward, away from it all on this quiet road.
The guitar strings play their soft song of sorrow through the radio.
...
I'm in the car, my arm on the window.
This soft breeze caresses me as endless flat planes sweep by me.
A sigh carries on the wind; its words a spell that conjures forth dreams from the nebulous mists of the past.
Somewhere in those mists, you wait for me, not as a viper, but as a kind and gentle pain I would smother myself with, if I could.
I don't even know how to drive, but I'm driving westward, away from it all on this quiet road.
The guitar strings play their soft song of sorrow through the radio.
...
#heartbroken
#memories
#regret
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moon_bather
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 4:08am
14th Aug 2024 4:08am
No Vacancy
Hello, motherfucker.
dirty little you, wrote
a ditty for the rest of
our ramshackled being
you had no idea of
what we could become
a fucking legend if only
our time would come
my broke ass sits on
this broken corner of
this broken street, wailing
into darkness, incomplete
feeling nothing since you
became a factor, a nuance
that i could love or fear
there's nothing left here
oh no
there is nothing left here
dirty little you, wrote
a ditty for the rest of
our ramshackled being
you had no idea of
what we could become
a fucking legend if only
our time would come
my broke ass sits on
this broken corner of
this broken street, wailing
into darkness, incomplete
feeling nothing since you
became a factor, a nuance
that i could love or fear
there's nothing left here
oh no
there is nothing left here
#anger
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#regret
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