Poems About Regret Seeking Honest Critique
#regret
Poems about regret seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 8:04pm
16th Jan 2025 8:04pm
Regrets
It was at a campground in Virginia Beach... Fat boy took us camping. It was my first time. It was a small tent that barely held us and our sleeping bag. Fat Boy was about 350 lbs and I was heavier right then at about 200. This was summer 1994 and very hot.
We got there at 4pm. We stocked munchies for two days in the car. No room in the tent. We had stopped on the way at a Ponderosa and he had pigged out. After the tent was up he went to shit in the woods. I pointed out the bathrooms but he wanted to shit in the woods. I found out later that he had a boyfriend who followed us...
We got there at 4pm. We stocked munchies for two days in the car. No room in the tent. We had stopped on the way at a Ponderosa and he had pigged out. After the tent was up he went to shit in the woods. I pointed out the bathrooms but he wanted to shit in the woods. I found out later that he had a boyfriend who followed us...
#regret
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Hellarchy
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 5:30am
15th Jan 2025 5:30am
The Source
Life's been cruel to me so far
If I could catch a falling star
I wouldn't wash away my scars
I'd piece together all the shards
Of broken glass
Shattered years past
Filthy memories left unbathed
But no one walks away unscathed
Long ago I got the point
Aching bones and creaking joints
Any comfort is a privilege
Afforded only by indifference
I see the light
Can't close the distance
Sprinting toward sweet deliverance
Long after my feet are blistered
Where most would yield,...
If I could catch a falling star
I wouldn't wash away my scars
I'd piece together all the shards
Of broken glass
Shattered years past
Filthy memories left unbathed
But no one walks away unscathed
Long ago I got the point
Aching bones and creaking joints
Any comfort is a privilege
Afforded only by indifference
I see the light
Can't close the distance
Sprinting toward sweet deliverance
Long after my feet are blistered
Where most would yield,...
#dark
#denial
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 5:34pm
14th Jan 2025 5:34pm
Loneliness
Loneliness
I spend every day
I don't see anybody
That I know
When I am walking outside
I walk around the block
I think everybody still sleeping
Be cause it is early in the morning
Today is raining
I am also wearing
My raining jacket
And I have an umbrella with me
The umbrella is keeping me dry
Now I finally return home
I went to my living room
I turn my computer on
I finally started to write
Some poems for my Father
All my poems have different feelings
That comes out of my heart
The night...
I spend every day
I don't see anybody
That I know
When I am walking outside
I walk around the block
I think everybody still sleeping
Be cause it is early in the morning
Today is raining
I am also wearing
My raining jacket
And I have an umbrella with me
The umbrella is keeping me dry
Now I finally return home
I went to my living room
I turn my computer on
I finally started to write
Some poems for my Father
All my poems have different feelings
That comes out of my heart
The night...
#anger
#jealousy
#regret
#sadness
#shame
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:19am
13th Jan 2025 8:19am
Every hour I am thinking of you My father
Every hour
I am thinking of you
My father
You blessed me
With a nice weather
It is finally sunny today
Thanks God Father
We had already lots of rainy days
During the summer
So father you cooled the earth already
For us
We must tell you that we love the sunny days
We are having a mild summer
It is not too hot
It is a little cooler
With a little breeze
I am having no problem coping
With it
I just like it better that way
I hope it is going to stay like that
For a while
I don't like when it is...
I am thinking of you
My father
You blessed me
With a nice weather
It is finally sunny today
Thanks God Father
We had already lots of rainy days
During the summer
So father you cooled the earth already
For us
We must tell you that we love the sunny days
We are having a mild summer
It is not too hot
It is a little cooler
With a little breeze
I am having no problem coping
With it
I just like it better that way
I hope it is going to stay like that
For a while
I don't like when it is...
#bittersweet
#boredom
#fear
#greed
#regret
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 00:03am
13th Jan 2025 00:03am
Some kind of ghosts
Some kind of ghosts
Are living in my dreams
But I don’t know if it is the ghost of the past, the ghost of the present, or The ghost of future
Also they have a scary face
And that is all I know
Because I already seen their faces
And it gives me nightmares
That frightens me
Now I am having a problem
Going back to sleep
I hate having night mares
Every single night
I have no Idea why
This is happening to me
Every single night
I not like having the nightmares
I keep having
Every single night
I am getting fed...
Are living in my dreams
But I don’t know if it is the ghost of the past, the ghost of the present, or The ghost of future
Also they have a scary face
And that is all I know
Because I already seen their faces
And it gives me nightmares
That frightens me
Now I am having a problem
Going back to sleep
I hate having night mares
Every single night
I have no Idea why
This is happening to me
Every single night
I not like having the nightmares
I keep having
Every single night
I am getting fed...
#anger
#anxiety
#disappointment
#jealousy
#regret
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 00:00am
13th Jan 2025 00:00am
Marie
What a shame
Marie died
Of frost bite
At the bus shelter
At Coxwell Ave and Danforth Ave
She never ask for help
The temperature was -21
I don't know how could
Somebody survive in this cold
The warming centers
Is all the time closed
In Toronto
So the homeless have no where
To go
Marie died
Of frost bite
At the bus shelter
At Coxwell Ave and Danforth Ave
She never ask for help
The temperature was -21
I don't know how could
Somebody survive in this cold
The warming centers
Is all the time closed
In Toronto
So the homeless have no where
To go
#bittersweet
#fear
#greed
#regret
#sadness
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StillisinInk
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 7:01pm
8th Jan 2025 7:01pm
To My Old Self....
To my old self,
I apologize for turning out this way.
You held high hopes for the future —
I crushed them down,
all in vain.
one by one,
broke the promises we made,
lost your essence,
realized it too late.
Will I disappoint you,
if I became the adult we hated?
In moments of loneliness and despair,
I wish you were here,
to heal the wounds
with your love and care.
I tried to be
what we wished for,
but nothing ever seemed to work.
I brought more trouble.
I asked you to leave,
just to...
I apologize for turning out this way.
You held high hopes for the future —
I crushed them down,
all in vain.
one by one,
broke the promises we made,
lost your essence,
realized it too late.
Will I disappoint you,
if I became the adult we hated?
In moments of loneliness and despair,
I wish you were here,
to heal the wounds
with your love and care.
I tried to be
what we wished for,
but nothing ever seemed to work.
I brought more trouble.
I asked you to leave,
just to...
#bittersweet
#memories
#regret
#sadness
#SelfReflection
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
8th Jan 2025 12:40pm
Never too late
Never too late
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
To make new
Friends in our
Lives
Because we
Just have
A few friends
And we want
To increase the number
Of friends
We are going
To take our
Time making new friends
Because we feel that
We should not rush
Making friends
Yes we need to
Chose our friends
And hope that
Our friends will accept
Us the way we are
We are choosing
The middle class
People to be our
Friends
And not the rich
People
Because they
Hate the middle
Class people
#boredom
#grief
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
8th Jan 2025 3:29am
8th Jan 2025 3:29am
let's see who gets it
ours was less a
relationship
and more the battle
of Hastings
and unlike the
Kentucky derby
there was no
runner up
there was only live
to fight another day
...and another
day
...and another
day
...and another
day
I wanted to love
you so badly
...and I did
relationship
and more the battle
of Hastings
and unlike the
Kentucky derby
there was no
runner up
there was only live
to fight another day
...and another
day
...and another
day
...and another
day
I wanted to love
you so badly
...and I did
#conflict
#regret
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fallen_stardust
galaxia
galaxia
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 8:53am
6th Jan 2025 8:53am
Smoked Glass Hearts
Darling,
What was between us, was just glass,
But it was not what we thought it to be.
Transparent, but something askew,
Opaque, but something still there.
We kept burning it with flaws,
So we left the future to repair.
Incandescent screams,
Stabbed winks above.
Darkening our dreams,
I love how we once called this love.
Was it only our fault,
Or was it written in the stars?
Because we were never more than,
Little smoked glass hearts.
What was between us, was just glass,
But it was not what we thought it to be.
Transparent, but something askew,
Opaque, but something still there.
We kept burning it with flaws,
So we left the future to repair.
Incandescent screams,
Stabbed winks above.
Darkening our dreams,
I love how we once called this love.
Was it only our fault,
Or was it written in the stars?
Because we were never more than,
Little smoked glass hearts.
#crush
#love
#regret #separation
#regret #separation
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 9:09pm
5th Jan 2025 9:09pm
Haunted Flurries
I sit by death’s cold door
A certain expiration date
Soon from here, I’ll be no more
Solemnly resigned to fate
Winter winds cold as old sin
Frost blooms on glassy panes
Ice and snow asking to be let in
Blanketing the frozen lanes
I dwell on winters long since passed
On sins and sorrow, deep and raw
Lives traded, cut short too fast
By the flick of pen and manmade law
The scene obscures in icy gales
Thoughts dissolve in the pale frost
What’s this shadow, thin and frail?
A sight that leaves my stomach...
A certain expiration date
Soon from here, I’ll be no more
Solemnly resigned to fate
Winter winds cold as old sin
Frost blooms on glassy panes
Ice and snow asking to be let in
Blanketing the frozen lanes
I dwell on winters long since passed
On sins and sorrow, deep and raw
Lives traded, cut short too fast
By the flick of pen and manmade law
The scene obscures in icy gales
Thoughts dissolve in the pale frost
What’s this shadow, thin and frail?
A sight that leaves my stomach...
#dark
#evil
#ghosts
#morality
#regret
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 8:59pm
5th Jan 2025 8:59pm
Where do I get the courage?
Where do I get the courage?
Where do I get the courage to go on living again?
To come out of my shell?
To pray again?
To smile?
Where do I get the courage to sing again?
Or laugh?
Where do I get the courage to go out again?
To relax again?
To breathe?
Where do I get the courage to love again?
To be free again?
To cook again?
Or look at the blue sky again?
Where do I get the courage to write again?
To wipe out the bad memories?
And put the past behind?
Where do I get the courage to make new friends?
Or...
Where do I get the courage to go on living again?
To come out of my shell?
To pray again?
To smile?
Where do I get the courage to sing again?
Or laugh?
Where do I get the courage to go out again?
To relax again?
To breathe?
Where do I get the courage to love again?
To be free again?
To cook again?
Or look at the blue sky again?
Where do I get the courage to write again?
To wipe out the bad memories?
And put the past behind?
Where do I get the courage to make new friends?
Or...
#disappointment
#emptiness
#loneliness
#regret
#rejection
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