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
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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
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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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
37 reads
2 Comments
CortanaBlaze
Poem Published
20th Apr 2022 2:18pm
20th Apr 2022 2:18pm
BOUND AND LOVED
Bound to a secluded castle of sand,
Engulfed by my shadow of loathing and shame,
Nothing but a ghost in man’s land,
This injured beast cannot be tamed.
Sprouted in the overgrown garden full of thorns,
Like a weed that thrives in vain – a stray without a name.
All the yellow roses that have been heartlessly torn,
Have been replaced with wolfsbane,
And poppies to tranquilize the beast in pain.
Yet…when you stole into my garden,
My desolate, ice-cold heart burst into flames
Perhaps a mixture of fear and ecstasy
At a curious visitor’s...
Engulfed by my shadow of loathing and shame,
Nothing but a ghost in man’s land,
This injured beast cannot be tamed.
Sprouted in the overgrown garden full of thorns,
Like a weed that thrives in vain – a stray without a name.
All the yellow roses that have been heartlessly torn,
Have been replaced with wolfsbane,
And poppies to tranquilize the beast in pain.
Yet…when you stole into my garden,
My desolate, ice-cold heart burst into flames
Perhaps a mixture of fear and ecstasy
At a curious visitor’s...
#love
#regret
#heartbroken
#TimeHeals
#bittersweet
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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
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Wired6
Poem Published
14th Apr 2022 3:34pm
14th Apr 2022 3:34pm
One By One.
After examining it
After exploring it
He sat on it
One by one,he sat on it.
His bum looked big on it
But he didn't care,how his bum looked on it,
It belonged 2 his mum.
In a hundred different ways,
He felt rationally functional
Where did that come from
Where does society come from.
One by one,he sat on it.
One by one,he sat on it.
One by one,he sat on it.
One by one,it sat on it.
©Wired6. 4/4/2022
After exploring it
He sat on it
One by one,he sat on it.
His bum looked big on it
But he didn't care,how his bum looked on it,
It belonged 2 his mum.
In a hundred different ways,
He felt rationally functional
Where did that come from
Where does society come from.
One by one,he sat on it.
One by one,he sat on it.
One by one,he sat on it.
One by one,it sat on it.
©Wired6. 4/4/2022
#sadness
#regret
#bittersweet
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2022 3:02am
2nd Apr 2022 3:02am
C.U.N.T
#regret
#disappointment
46 reads
2 Comments
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
46 reads
Koulouri
Poem Published
4th Apr 2022 4:28pm
4th Apr 2022 4:28pm
Violet
My brother calls to my father from down the steps
His crys filled with woe
I followed
I wish I hadn't.
The shock was so powerful it hurts.
Was she asleep?
"Poke her."
No.
She was stiff.
Her limbs fused together.
A peaceful look rested on her face.
"She's dead."
I didn't understand it.
I still don't.
How can something that was just jumping on my lap hours before,
now be frozen for eternity?
My dad choked on his grief and demanded a fitting box be found.
My brother and I were pushed...
His crys filled with woe
I followed
I wish I hadn't.
The shock was so powerful it hurts.
Was she asleep?
"Poke her."
No.
She was stiff.
Her limbs fused together.
A peaceful look rested on her face.
"She's dead."
I didn't understand it.
I still don't.
How can something that was just jumping on my lap hours before,
now be frozen for eternity?
My dad choked on his grief and demanded a fitting box be found.
My brother and I were pushed...
#sadness
#regret
#grief
#despair
#denial
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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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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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