Poems About Regret Seeking Honest Critique
#regret
Poems about regret seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
slipalong
Poem Published
26th Jan 2022 9:46am
26th Jan 2022 9:46am
The hollow temple (regrets)
Stemming with its branches bare
mercurial as it moves. singing I'm the great pretender
fluid forms to twist, tentacles ensnare
it stood and challenged. wrote its own agenda,
shouting in the hollow temple. never at a loss
stares you out, accusations, that have no repost
mercurial as it moves. singing I'm the great pretender
fluid forms to twist, tentacles ensnare
it stood and challenged. wrote its own agenda,
shouting in the hollow temple. never at a loss
stares you out, accusations, that have no repost
#regret
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ursa
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2022 4:30pm
22nd Jan 2022 4:30pm
Bed Expectations
I made the bed with knuckles cramped
and stomach churning from caffeine
removed all sheets and started clean
lifted linens, tightened corners
my frail knees buckled, sore shins screamed.
Misted perfume over cotton
-flattened creases, airing pillows
waving from my inflamed shoulders,
fluffing, fussing, folding fabric-
until the bed was neat.
And when my husband peaked to see
what, today, came over me, he
cried ‘far too often I have seen
this bed made with you in between
these sheets and nowhere else it seems!’ ...
and stomach churning from caffeine
removed all sheets and started clean
lifted linens, tightened corners
my frail knees buckled, sore shins screamed.
Misted perfume over cotton
-flattened creases, airing pillows
waving from my inflamed shoulders,
fluffing, fussing, folding fabric-
until the bed was neat.
And when my husband peaked to see
what, today, came over me, he
cried ‘far too often I have seen
this bed made with you in between
these sheets and nowhere else it seems!’ ...
#regret
#relationships
#conflict
#frustration
#disappointment
64 reads
10 Comments
Whyme
Poem Published
20th Jan 2022 2:21pm
20th Jan 2022 2:21pm
Frozen in time
The sultry soft glow
Of the early rising sun
Casting long lazy shadows
Glistening off the lightly frozen water crystals
I sit here on the bank
Watching as the river curles
Around barely submerged
Dead trees
That found a new home
The far bank
Covered in brown heather
Hides a multitude
Of nature's creatures
The damp rises
Bringing the cold with it
It doesn't register
As I ponder over nothing
Staring without seeing
Just
Comtemplating
Lost in nothingness
Life slips by ...
Of the early rising sun
Casting long lazy shadows
Glistening off the lightly frozen water crystals
I sit here on the bank
Watching as the river curles
Around barely submerged
Dead trees
That found a new home
The far bank
Covered in brown heather
Hides a multitude
Of nature's creatures
The damp rises
Bringing the cold with it
It doesn't register
As I ponder over nothing
Staring without seeing
Just
Comtemplating
Lost in nothingness
Life slips by ...
#regret
#confusion
#denial
#apathy
#emotions
78 reads
14 Comments
Whyme
Poem Published
20th Jan 2022 2:09pm
20th Jan 2022 2:09pm
Circles of Destruction
Circles are my enemy
I hate them with a passion
I cringe with hatred
Each time I encounter them
I have been walking them
My life whole
There is no way I can see
No way to break free
Of that cursed circle
My life has taken
It was despair and depression
Life's horrors that put
Me on this circle of destruction
Down deeper the rabbit hole I go
No matter what I do
Where I go
I always end up
Where I started
This circle of destruction
Fear has gripped me
Holds me like a lover does
Tight in its...
I hate them with a passion
I cringe with hatred
Each time I encounter them
I have been walking them
My life whole
There is no way I can see
No way to break free
Of that cursed circle
My life has taken
It was despair and depression
Life's horrors that put
Me on this circle of destruction
Down deeper the rabbit hole I go
No matter what I do
Where I go
I always end up
Where I started
This circle of destruction
Fear has gripped me
Holds me like a lover does
Tight in its...
#sadness
#anger
#regret
#dark
#frustration
63 reads
2 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
19th Jan 2022 8:38pm
19th Jan 2022 8:38pm
When Last We Touched
When last we touched, our innocence crashed into unmatched expectations,
yours for eternity, mine for the moment.
Why did I not enter these sacred halls with reverent curiosity?
I now know that adolescent boys, known for
curiosity, are not known for reverence.
Your spirit still haunts me.
yours for eternity, mine for the moment.
Why did I not enter these sacred halls with reverent curiosity?
I now know that adolescent boys, known for
curiosity, are not known for reverence.
Your spirit still haunts me.
#regret
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
18th Jan 2022 3:38pm
18th Jan 2022 3:38pm
Poor in Spirit
The accidental tragedies
That have plagued my life thus far
Taught me with a leather strap
All that I overlooked
When my decisions
Failed to be sufficient.
Acceptance is a bitter pill,
But dog eared corners
In chapters long over
Only bind me to regret,
Doomed to be forever
Doubling back to make sure.
Lately, I am poor in spirit,
And my strength fades fast.
I went from big ambitions
To trailer park withdrawals,
And grounding my feet
Seems impossible.
That have plagued my life thus far
Taught me with a leather strap
All that I overlooked
When my decisions
Failed to be sufficient.
Acceptance is a bitter pill,
But dog eared corners
In chapters long over
Only bind me to regret,
Doomed to be forever
Doubling back to make sure.
Lately, I am poor in spirit,
And my strength fades fast.
I went from big ambitions
To trailer park withdrawals,
And grounding my feet
Seems impossible.
#sadness
#depression
#regret
#dark
#addiction
56 reads
1 Comment
Wired6
Poem Published
18th Jan 2022 12:10pm
18th Jan 2022 12:10pm
What's The Point Of A Title?
I'LL TREAT YOU 2A CHINESE MEAL AFTERWARDS. YOU'RE DOING A GOOD JOB." He Shouts.
She removes it out,letting some gush out,at which she proceeds 2 lick,with ease, swizzeling the remaining gravy in her mouth.
Spit!
Spit!
She spits out.
Don't spit it out! I want you 2 savour the taste. Tell me if it taste salty? I'm your best customer- right? Come on babybee,swallow the gravy.
No!
No!
No!
No spitting it out. You know the rules. Swallow the last drop....
She removes it out,letting some gush out,at which she proceeds 2 lick,with ease, swizzeling the remaining gravy in her mouth.
Spit!
Spit!
She spits out.
Don't spit it out! I want you 2 savour the taste. Tell me if it taste salty? I'm your best customer- right? Come on babybee,swallow the gravy.
No!
No!
No!
No spitting it out. You know the rules. Swallow the last drop....
#regret
#shame
#dirty
93 reads
19 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
14th Jan 2022 8:39am
14th Jan 2022 8:39am
Possibilities
after all this time, why now?
pride is a heavy thing
attached to me like a dark cloak
underneath which I hide
to conceal my heart
as it hangs from my chest
how could I ever trust you again?
I'm not even certain
that I trust myself
or these treacherous things
I have been thinking lately
but I am willing to give
everything to you
holding on to the hem
of Jesus' garment
you're nothing but a junkie
that fear cripples me
each and every day I wake up
even when a...
pride is a heavy thing
attached to me like a dark cloak
underneath which I hide
to conceal my heart
as it hangs from my chest
how could I ever trust you again?
I'm not even certain
that I trust myself
or these treacherous things
I have been thinking lately
but I am willing to give
everything to you
holding on to the hem
of Jesus' garment
you're nothing but a junkie
that fear cripples me
each and every day I wake up
even when a...
#love
#regret
#responsibility
47 reads
4 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
11th Jan 2022 1:41am
11th Jan 2022 1:41am
A Conversation With A Chinese Girl
We communicate on social media.
I send you my pictures and you send me yours.
Miss Yen, do you love me?
“Yes, I do love you.”
I knew it, Miss Yen.
“What do you mean by you knew it?”
We’ve been having tempting conversations.
And you haven’t been playing hard to get.
I sensed your feelings for me,
But I wanted to be sure of it,
So I had to ask you the question directly.
“I didn’t realize it was that obvious?”
You admitted it so quickly.
Most girls wouldn’t answer right away.
“We’ve been chatting up...
I send you my pictures and you send me yours.
Miss Yen, do you love me?
“Yes, I do love you.”
I knew it, Miss Yen.
“What do you mean by you knew it?”
We’ve been having tempting conversations.
And you haven’t been playing hard to get.
I sensed your feelings for me,
But I wanted to be sure of it,
So I had to ask you the question directly.
“I didn’t realize it was that obvious?”
You admitted it so quickly.
Most girls wouldn’t answer right away.
“We’ve been chatting up...
#love
#regret
#lust
#dialogue
#hurt
55 reads
0 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
10th Jan 2022 3:56am
10th Jan 2022 3:56am
learning
some die from the lack
of love and are like bits
of trash blowing about
in a dirty wind,
some die from having
too much of the wrong
kind of love and suck up
so far into themselves
that they disappear into
self-loathing and disgust.
then there are those of
us that have survived
both,
the rejections,
the unrequited
feelings: like
ants hardly
noticed,
the nearly getting our
anatomy cut off by feral
human animals.
we smile like cats that
have...
of love and are like bits
of trash blowing about
in a dirty wind,
some die from having
too much of the wrong
kind of love and suck up
so far into themselves
that they disappear into
self-loathing and disgust.
then there are those of
us that have survived
both,
the rejections,
the unrequited
feelings: like
ants hardly
noticed,
the nearly getting our
anatomy cut off by feral
human animals.
we smile like cats that
have...
#regret
#courage
#relationships #apathy
#relationships #apathy
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KittyFromHell
Poem Published
9th Jan 2022 9:03pm
9th Jan 2022 9:03pm
Nightmare
Imagine not seeing tweaky tinkering for what it was,
Seeing the trap house as a mere gathering of misfits
In a home away from home where the house mom fed everyone,
And falling head over heels for a dopehead
In all his pathetic glory.
Imagine loving him with a madness
unrivaled by all of Shakespeare's visions
But still just as tragic.
Picture the pitying stares and all the "bless your heart" quibbles
that went unseen by my naive eyes.
Eyes that took in the sights with naked abandon
and painted a scene so romantic,
a...
Seeing the trap house as a mere gathering of misfits
In a home away from home where the house mom fed everyone,
And falling head over heels for a dopehead
In all his pathetic glory.
Imagine loving him with a madness
unrivaled by all of Shakespeare's visions
But still just as tragic.
Picture the pitying stares and all the "bless your heart" quibbles
that went unseen by my naive eyes.
Eyes that took in the sights with naked abandon
and painted a scene so romantic,
a...
#love
#regret
#boyfriend
#lover
#addiction
76 reads
2 Comments
ClearmindedVillain
Poem Published
9th Jan 2022 3:04pm
9th Jan 2022 3:04pm
Just Friends
Starting to trend with the same patterns.
One easy route leads you to an inevitable hard path.
Maybe it’s better to meet a difficult path first.
Love the wrong things way too fast.
How are sentimental moments erased so easily?
Dating was never really fun.
A better place to be is on the the treadmill enduring a really hard run.
“I’d like to be friends.”
“We should be friends.”
“I don’t want to lose you in my life.”
She says.
To be honest being friends doesn’t work while there are still active feelings for you.
So no we are...
One easy route leads you to an inevitable hard path.
Maybe it’s better to meet a difficult path first.
Love the wrong things way too fast.
How are sentimental moments erased so easily?
Dating was never really fun.
A better place to be is on the the treadmill enduring a really hard run.
“I’d like to be friends.”
“We should be friends.”
“I don’t want to lose you in my life.”
She says.
To be honest being friends doesn’t work while there are still active feelings for you.
So no we are...
#regret
#loneliness
#rejection
#disappointment
#hurt
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