Least Read Poems About Regret
#regret
Least read poems about regret. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
yelluw_always
Poem Published
7th Apr 2020 6:35am
7th Apr 2020 6:35am
L'esprit de l'escalier 6/30
an undiscovered narrative
the lace covers but not
enough that
a place downstairs
appears alive behind walls
and someone is a peer
at the curving
stairs
shutters
between poles appearing as
glimpses of bouncy foot
sneakers
rubber
skidding tires black
white trim
a succession in
movements
through bannisters
narrow
blurred around the edges
excitement
hurry
shock
which?
i wish i could hourglass
then what i said just a second later
the lace covers but not
enough that
a place downstairs
appears alive behind walls
and someone is a peer
at the curving
stairs
shutters
between poles appearing as
glimpses of bouncy foot
sneakers
rubber
skidding tires black
white trim
a succession in
movements
through bannisters
narrow
blurred around the edges
excitement
hurry
shock
which?
i wish i could hourglass
then what i said just a second later
#regret
8 reads
2 Comments
Alone-In-the-Aisle
Poem Published
28th Nov 2021 4:50am
28th Nov 2021 4:50am
Periodical Outburst
#regret
#hope
#dark
#frustration
#despair
15 reads
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2021 00:58am
23rd Nov 2021 00:58am
Sadly (@@)
There was this girl from Sudbury
Who wanted to get away in a hurry
Packed up a bunch of clothes
Too many she chose
Also snapped an item furry
Thus the cat died, suffocated, sadly.
Who wanted to get away in a hurry
Packed up a bunch of clothes
Too many she chose
Also snapped an item furry
Thus the cat died, suffocated, sadly.
#regret
#disappointment
19 reads
3 Comments
Madcinder
Poem Published
20th Nov 2021 11:51pm
20th Nov 2021 11:51pm
This Heart
Hey there baby, what you up to?
Wanna hear me sing a song off the top of my head?
Hey there baby, I'm here for you.
Wanna hear me sing a song before you're off to bed?
Come a little closer, let me hold your hand.
Yeah, come a little closer, I'll help you understand.
This heart would do anything just to get itself some hands.
And this heart would do anything just to get onto your land.
So I hope you understand that this heart.
This heart.
Baby, it belongs to this man.
Hey there, baby, can you hear me?
Do you really...
Wanna hear me sing a song off the top of my head?
Hey there baby, I'm here for you.
Wanna hear me sing a song before you're off to bed?
Come a little closer, let me hold your hand.
Yeah, come a little closer, I'll help you understand.
This heart would do anything just to get itself some hands.
And this heart would do anything just to get onto your land.
So I hope you understand that this heart.
This heart.
Baby, it belongs to this man.
Hey there, baby, can you hear me?
Do you really...
#love
#regret
#lyrics #disappointment
#lyrics #disappointment
20 reads
0 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
6th Jan 2018 1:03pm
6th Jan 2018 1:03pm
A MAN TO HOLD
Our reality forbade me from kissing your lips
And stroking your hair with my fingertips.
All I could do was hold your hand
When I traveled the distance to a different land
Just to see you for a quick little hour
And I gladly took that power.
How I longed to know how you kissed
And a touch of a man, oh how I missed.
How much it pained me, you have no clue,
To not be able to cuddle up with you.
Sitting across from you, my mind slowly would drift away
And all we had for memories were conversations from day to day.
...
And stroking your hair with my fingertips.
All I could do was hold your hand
When I traveled the distance to a different land
Just to see you for a quick little hour
And I gladly took that power.
How I longed to know how you kissed
And a touch of a man, oh how I missed.
How much it pained me, you have no clue,
To not be able to cuddle up with you.
Sitting across from you, my mind slowly would drift away
And all we had for memories were conversations from day to day.
...
#regret
#breakup
#conflict
#secrets
#betrayal
23 reads
6 Comments
catnip
Poem Published
7th Nov 2021 6:49pm
7th Nov 2021 6:49pm
PRIMAL MIND
Morbid,
Morbid!
Slowly, the dragon coaxes his slow but
precise ambulatory apparatus.
Deep from within the primal mind,
We all exude marvelous exhortations, excretions and exhibitions.
Yet as the dragons glassy, languid, beaded eyes
fix upon our hapless hero,
So is his innocence consumed.
Morbid!
Slowly, the dragon coaxes his slow but
precise ambulatory apparatus.
Deep from within the primal mind,
We all exude marvelous exhortations, excretions and exhibitions.
Yet as the dragons glassy, languid, beaded eyes
fix upon our hapless hero,
So is his innocence consumed.
#anxiety
#regret
#courage
#inspirational
#emptiness
27 reads
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Lament4GenX
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 7:50pm
29th Nov 2021 7:50pm
Undeserving
I watch the rising sun
Set the horizon on fire
From the darkness of night,
In the absence of my heart's desire
She didn't leave me
I pushed her away
An unintentional mistake
I regret day after day
She drove out of sight
With a broken heart
Off into a world
Seeming to fall apart
It's been so long ago
Since I've seen her last
Still, at the thought of her
My heart beats ever so fast
I know she was my loss
And now somebody's gain
Where I once knew happiness
I now only know pain ...
Set the horizon on fire
From the darkness of night,
In the absence of my heart's desire
She didn't leave me
I pushed her away
An unintentional mistake
I regret day after day
She drove out of sight
With a broken heart
Off into a world
Seeming to fall apart
It's been so long ago
Since I've seen her last
Still, at the thought of her
My heart beats ever so fast
I know she was my loss
And now somebody's gain
Where I once knew happiness
I now only know pain ...
#regret
#heartbroken
27 reads
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Dreamboy
Poem Published
4th Nov 2021 1:10pm
4th Nov 2021 1:10pm
first frost
Shots fired on both sides of the field -
"I can see the whites of their eyes but there's no pupil to yield"
The seasons greetings get harder to exclaim to your friends
Getting drunk in the back seat,
trapped in time,
you're shaking,
inebriated,
terrified, but you're loving every second -
and thats the truth.
I'm reminded of the fact that we're most fearless when we believe we have nothing left to lose.
First thoughts at the first frost was
"I'm not ready to do this again"
And if it takes a year of forgetting I'll forget all...
"I can see the whites of their eyes but there's no pupil to yield"
The seasons greetings get harder to exclaim to your friends
Getting drunk in the back seat,
trapped in time,
you're shaking,
inebriated,
terrified, but you're loving every second -
and thats the truth.
I'm reminded of the fact that we're most fearless when we believe we have nothing left to lose.
First thoughts at the first frost was
"I'm not ready to do this again"
And if it takes a year of forgetting I'll forget all...
#regret
#winter
#snow #aging
#snow #aging
29 reads
0 Comments
Thesilverymoon
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 9:21am
27th Nov 2021 9:21am
Psycho texter (With a big imagination)
For the love of god
That was the worst rejection ever
Please don’t let me do that again, NEVER
I really created an epic smashup
All of it was essentially made up
What, with my stupid unsolicited text messages
And the candid confessions
The incessant spamming
And night time obsessions
A trailblazing dogs breakfast
of imagined transgressions
I laid it all bare not thinking of the repercussions
In my mind I’d imagined a bone fide connection, full of possibilities
But both of us have partners, children and...
That was the worst rejection ever
Please don’t let me do that again, NEVER
I really created an epic smashup
All of it was essentially made up
What, with my stupid unsolicited text messages
And the candid confessions
The incessant spamming
And night time obsessions
A trailblazing dogs breakfast
of imagined transgressions
I laid it all bare not thinking of the repercussions
In my mind I’d imagined a bone fide connection, full of possibilities
But both of us have partners, children and...
#regret
#rejection
#betrayal #shame
#betrayal #shame
30 reads
1 Comment
Duncan
Poem Published
21st Nov 2021 1:04am
21st Nov 2021 1:04am
What Shakes My Heart?
Buttercups?
Lover’s Lips?
Gentle Hips?
Sacred Sips?
I’m slipping, I’m sliding,
I’m losing grips
Losing to Death-Grips
Is this my heart?
Shaking in my hand?
Am I a man?
What is there to understand?
Lover’s Lips?
Gentle Hips?
Sacred Sips?
I’m slipping, I’m sliding,
I’m losing grips
Losing to Death-Grips
Is this my heart?
Shaking in my hand?
Am I a man?
What is there to understand?
#regret
#forgiveness
#disappointment
#acceptance
#hurt
36 reads
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Stoney223
Poem Published
29th Nov 2021 4:42pm
29th Nov 2021 4:42pm
OUTSIDE JUST LOOKING WITHIN
They say that the truth about love is that we are not allow to be understood, by others who are only looking at us from the outside, looking into the part of us that they cannot see. For I am not that what you are trying to see nor, i will not make myself feel less guilty of a crime that I have not committ. For why do I have to live under certain conditions that don't fit into my life, for why do I have to adjust my mind to be mentally abuse, and emotionally attack by the attitudes of someone else, that doesn't see me as I am. For sometimes we have to question whether or not, if we can make a...
#regret
#rejection
#heartbroken
#shame
#disappointment
37 reads
0 Comments
catnip
Poem Published
29th Oct 2021 9:37pm
29th Oct 2021 9:37pm
ODE TO THE MECHANICAL DONKEY - a true outrage.
The constraints of excessive propriety.
The friction, the pressure,
the itching pleasures of the harness.
By these means the bounds of the self impart pleasure,
by such means the illusion of self is given libidinal support.
But I am tired, it is late.
The flashing colored lights
and ethereal sounds can wait.
So free the hand!
Free the stylus!
Remove the harness.
Let the animals
run rampant!
The friction, the pressure,
the itching pleasures of the harness.
By these means the bounds of the self impart pleasure,
by such means the illusion of self is given libidinal support.
But I am tired, it is late.
The flashing colored lights
and ethereal sounds can wait.
So free the hand!
Free the stylus!
Remove the harness.
Let the animals
run rampant!
#anxiety
#regret
#hope
#forgiveness
#boredom
38 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Regret
