Least Read Poems About Regret
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Least read poems about regret. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:10pm
5th Mar 2025 1:10pm
It's not my problem, it's yours
#anxiety
#birth
#choices
#regret
#sex
52 reads
15 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
9th May 2024 8:38pm
9th May 2024 8:38pm
My Resolve- with adagio
Balled up on the cold stone floor of my cell with a
roll-out bed that gave no comfort. I sit here silently
waiting for the voice. It does not speak as much as it
used to. I know that it is upsetting that I chose this fate,
beneath the solstice of the moon’s lorry. Shackled
and chained in my johnny coat. Like a blood-stained
hematologist’s buffet disembodied in the veiled
night. Oozing nectar from my secret garden.
I deserve this, don’t I deserve this from all my
deceit? Covered in a shroud of purity. Swaying here
on bare...
roll-out bed that gave no comfort. I sit here silently
waiting for the voice. It does not speak as much as it
used to. I know that it is upsetting that I chose this fate,
beneath the solstice of the moon’s lorry. Shackled
and chained in my johnny coat. Like a blood-stained
hematologist’s buffet disembodied in the veiled
night. Oozing nectar from my secret garden.
I deserve this, don’t I deserve this from all my
deceit? Covered in a shroud of purity. Swaying here
on bare...
#dark
#regret
54 reads
12 Comments
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
55 reads
0 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 1:50pm
7th Mar 2025 1:50pm
How Should I Answer
Another man’s trash is considered another man’s treasure
So spread her legs and enjoy my sloppy-second pleasure,
“With the additional prizes of headaches and hell
Because I refuse to live any longer in a free roaming jail,
“In the beginning a motherfucka thought he was winning
However, my dumb ass was only losing time and slipping,
“Blinded by a sweet attitude and blindsided by flesh
All along I was a pawn in bullshit and mess,
“Got caught up in the feeling and her squealing
She saying ‘I love you’ while I...
So spread her legs and enjoy my sloppy-second pleasure,
“With the additional prizes of headaches and hell
Because I refuse to live any longer in a free roaming jail,
“In the beginning a motherfucka thought he was winning
However, my dumb ass was only losing time and slipping,
“Blinded by a sweet attitude and blindsided by flesh
All along I was a pawn in bullshit and mess,
“Got caught up in the feeling and her squealing
She saying ‘I love you’ while I...
#regret
#relationships
56 reads
4 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 9:35am
13th Dec 2024 9:35am
Rage Inside
Gotta rage inside
Can’t let him out
Catch a spark
And now it’s happening
Starts as a small hill
Turns into a mountain
Simple convo turns to anger
Wanted to dig deep and find out why I am
Learned that having No guidance
And being by myself
Stops you from forming
Your soon to be adult mind
Had no mentor to straighten me out
When you live in your head
It can’t turn out good
So I’m compulsive and have a hair trigger
Not what I saw but it’s what I’m living
Can’t let him out
Catch a spark
And now it’s happening
Starts as a small hill
Turns into a mountain
Simple convo turns to anger
Wanted to dig deep and find out why I am
Learned that having No guidance
And being by myself
Stops you from forming
Your soon to be adult mind
Had no mentor to straighten me out
When you live in your head
It can’t turn out good
So I’m compulsive and have a hair trigger
Not what I saw but it’s what I’m living
#anger
#dark
#regret #shame
#regret #shame
57 reads
0 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 4:48am
3rd Feb 2025 4:48am
17
Where'd you go 17
Living life at the edge
Stuck between kid and adult
Abyss looming as we teeter on the ledge
With the world in our hands
And fire in our eyes
We didn't care about apathy
As long as we got high on Friday night
Our minds spun on donut rides
In a gravel parking lot
Copping beers from the store
Hoping we didn't get caught
Speeding fast with windows down
Wind blowing through our hair
Meeting up with friends in town
Without worry or care
Come back 17
I'm lost in this...
Living life at the edge
Stuck between kid and adult
Abyss looming as we teeter on the ledge
With the world in our hands
And fire in our eyes
We didn't care about apathy
As long as we got high on Friday night
Our minds spun on donut rides
In a gravel parking lot
Copping beers from the store
Hoping we didn't get caught
Speeding fast with windows down
Wind blowing through our hair
Meeting up with friends in town
Without worry or care
Come back 17
I'm lost in this...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#memories
#nostalgia
#regret
57 reads
2 Comments
GN101
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 10:48am
4th Jan 2025 10:48am
Shackled
Shackled to humanity within, brevity of my past is in tact
I cannot soar or scrape at the sky without the bindings of my sincerest skin
And yet for all I hate in jest, I’ve never felt foul for a fondle or two
Mark myself and inside us all can be found that burning sickness of life
Repeat, retreat, reproduce, falling away into oblivion
The shadow of my soul flickers through the plummet, nothing retractable or ever to be forgotten
Mirrors of memory, igniting a myriad of happenstance, down to the most delicate and finest...
I cannot soar or scrape at the sky without the bindings of my sincerest skin
And yet for all I hate in jest, I’ve never felt foul for a fondle or two
Mark myself and inside us all can be found that burning sickness of life
Repeat, retreat, reproduce, falling away into oblivion
The shadow of my soul flickers through the plummet, nothing retractable or ever to be forgotten
Mirrors of memory, igniting a myriad of happenstance, down to the most delicate and finest...
#denial
#regret
#sadness
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0 Comments
poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 10:27pm
7th Feb 2025 10:27pm
Dear friend
Dear friend
Always remember
That you are a child of God
He is the one that
Created you in his image
A long time ago
So you are beautiful
In God’s eyes
And if you don’t agree
It is ok because God
Has his own opinion
Always remember
That you are a child of God
He is the one that
Created you in his image
A long time ago
So you are beautiful
In God’s eyes
And if you don’t agree
It is ok because God
Has his own opinion
#anger
#disappointment
#loneliness
#regret
#rejection
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 1:38am
7th Feb 2025 1:38am
Cómo Foi?
Cómo Foi?
This beautiful sunny day
During the Summer
It was a very hot day
For us
That made us
Sweat like pigs
Nonstop
The only way to get
Relief from this hot day
Is to go to the beach
Where it is cooler
We will have to swim
For a few minutes
Then when we come out
We will feel relieved
Cómo Foi?
I was the only one
Who had taken a look
At the blue sky
With white clouds
Also, I didn't see any sign
Of rain in the sky
Now this day was coming to
An end
We saw the sun going...
This beautiful sunny day
During the Summer
It was a very hot day
For us
That made us
Sweat like pigs
Nonstop
The only way to get
Relief from this hot day
Is to go to the beach
Where it is cooler
We will have to swim
For a few minutes
Then when we come out
We will feel relieved
Cómo Foi?
I was the only one
Who had taken a look
At the blue sky
With white clouds
Also, I didn't see any sign
Of rain in the sky
Now this day was coming to
An end
We saw the sun going...
#anger
#disappointment
#jealousy
#regret
#sadness
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