Long Poems About Regret
#regret
Long poems about regret. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
hgnichols
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:00pm
Yesterday 5:00pm
Canto IV: The Hunt
Soon thereafter camps were closed for good,
and all of us, the poor, expelled into
The Black Valley. The intervening years
put time and distance in between we two,
toiling, separate, for our families.
We met again by chance years later when,
on hunt, our villages had joined our best.
Hardened by the constant fight to breathe
the man before me bore a small resemblance
To the scrawny child planted in the earth,
and I was much the same. The time and plight
had withered from my limb all happy green.
By contrast, his was as a winter...
and all of us, the poor, expelled into
The Black Valley. The intervening years
put time and distance in between we two,
toiling, separate, for our families.
We met again by chance years later when,
on hunt, our villages had joined our best.
Hardened by the constant fight to breathe
the man before me bore a small resemblance
To the scrawny child planted in the earth,
and I was much the same. The time and plight
had withered from my limb all happy green.
By contrast, his was as a winter...
#regret
#friendship
#nature #tragedy
#nature #tragedy
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DaniePhantom
Poem Published
31st May 2020 4:05pm
31st May 2020 4:05pm
DCNJr.
Let me start off by saying hello
I don’t know what has gotten into me but just thinking about you not wanting nothing to do with me has got me feeling like games are being played and I’m at the top of the list for foolery
I’m confused out of mind
I swear on everything I try not to think of you all the time
Let you go, let you shine
To you.. you might feel like I’m not 100% worth your time but it’s like we both be putting in off days, clocking in and out of a relationship, not really knowing what’s on each others minds
Love is a funny feeling, I would say...
I don’t know what has gotten into me but just thinking about you not wanting nothing to do with me has got me feeling like games are being played and I’m at the top of the list for foolery
I’m confused out of mind
I swear on everything I try not to think of you all the time
Let you go, let you shine
To you.. you might feel like I’m not 100% worth your time but it’s like we both be putting in off days, clocking in and out of a relationship, not really knowing what’s on each others minds
Love is a funny feeling, I would say...
#love
#regret
#ImSorry
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HopefulSwag
Poem Published
28th May 2020 9:16pm
28th May 2020 9:16pm
The Lost Solace
He adourns his face with a veil of confidence, collectedness and content.
Everyone who knows him praises his successes and a will that is unbent.
The tattered shroud of pride upon his shoulders, threadbare with years of hidden anguish, jaded.
Outwardly it’s suit made of the finest fabrics but like the empororer he feels naked
like a lottery ticket, you purchase, scratch the surface and what you unearth is …failure
Like an Amazonian king he has it all, but to what cost
His heart is like a...
Everyone who knows him praises his successes and a will that is unbent.
The tattered shroud of pride upon his shoulders, threadbare with years of hidden anguish, jaded.
Outwardly it’s suit made of the finest fabrics but like the empororer he feels naked
like a lottery ticket, you purchase, scratch the surface and what you unearth is …failure
Like an Amazonian king he has it all, but to what cost
His heart is like a...
#love
#regret
#relationships
#conflict
#acceptance
70 reads
6 Comments
valkyriekerry
Poem Published
27th May 2020 6:18pm
27th May 2020 6:18pm
Words Overhear in the Underworld
Words Overheard in the Underworld
Words overheard in the Underworld convention,
Fighting over muffled voices, echoing cavern walls.
Hades’ voice, or Beelzebub’s,
Querying who the apex monster could be.
A fight for first place ensued, between the raging fires,
And screams of eternally tormented, anguished souls.
Demonic voices, or vampiric,
Howling loudly with depictions of evil misdeeds.
From the darkest corner stepped an old soul, wizened,
Worn over time from the study of a new breed, humanity.
He who is banged his...
Words overheard in the Underworld convention,
Fighting over muffled voices, echoing cavern walls.
Hades’ voice, or Beelzebub’s,
Querying who the apex monster could be.
A fight for first place ensued, between the raging fires,
And screams of eternally tormented, anguished souls.
Demonic voices, or vampiric,
Howling loudly with depictions of evil misdeeds.
From the darkest corner stepped an old soul, wizened,
Worn over time from the study of a new breed, humanity.
He who is banged his...
#regret
#hell
#mythology
#disappointment
#nightmares
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hgnichols
Poem Published
18th May 2020 1:43pm
18th May 2020 1:43pm
Canto II: Friendship Seeded
Liquor in his hand, the drunkard sat
and listened as she told it from the start:
In the final days of that most recent flood
when all of us, displaced, corralled, encamped
felt the force of hunger in our pits,
when also was the White Plague freed from ice,
I first met Hul, the boy who trailed The Man.
Though monstrous was The Man, who cained and beat
as though we poor were mongrels, groveling
at supper-time, embarassing the master,
young Hul would look upon his master’s works
with pangs of empathy behind big eyes
that cruelty...
and listened as she told it from the start:
In the final days of that most recent flood
when all of us, displaced, corralled, encamped
felt the force of hunger in our pits,
when also was the White Plague freed from ice,
I first met Hul, the boy who trailed The Man.
Though monstrous was The Man, who cained and beat
as though we poor were mongrels, groveling
at supper-time, embarassing the master,
young Hul would look upon his master’s works
with pangs of empathy behind big eyes
that cruelty...
#love
#regret
#friendship #death
#friendship #death
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Stoney223
Poem Published
11th May 2020 12:32pm
11th May 2020 12:32pm
A HEART THAT BEATS NO MORE
Here I sit with my heart held tightly within the palms of my hand, as the process of all the regrets boil deep beneath the surface of my skin. Setting my soul upon fire without the flame as I blame thyself as my soul, grabs at the very fabric of the me that I once knew before you came into my life and world. For why did loving you more than I love myself create all this madness of insanity, with the stress and anxiety and depression fuel by your distrust and disloyalty and betrayal. How can you stand there and say that you care about me, yet you have destroyed the best part of me for even as...
#regret
#heartbroken
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal
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Hellarchy
Poem Published
3rd May 2020 1:22pm
3rd May 2020 1:22pm
For You
A mere hello can make me smile
For you, I’ll go the extra mile
I don’t mind facing any trial
I love your rhythm and your style
You fill my heart until it bursts
And even then, it doesn’t hurt
My time with you is always worth
Like I’ve been drawn to you since birth
You build me up so perfectly
With everything you do for me
Not one shred of uncertainty
I’d give you my all, truthfully
You’re always here to help me grow
So even when I’m feeling low
I’ll always find a way to show
My gratitude, so that...
For you, I’ll go the extra mile
I don’t mind facing any trial
I love your rhythm and your style
You fill my heart until it bursts
And even then, it doesn’t hurt
My time with you is always worth
Like I’ve been drawn to you since birth
You build me up so perfectly
With everything you do for me
Not one shred of uncertainty
I’d give you my all, truthfully
You’re always here to help me grow
So even when I’m feeling low
I’ll always find a way to show
My gratitude, so that...
#love
#regret
#relationships
#heartbroken
#hurt
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JeanieShyrle83
Poem Published
30th Apr 2020 8:37am
30th Apr 2020 8:37am
Black and Blue
I tend to reflect and relive it all
I go over the minutes our rise and fall
Like on the playful tones and the giggle in your talk
The sweetness you had and the comedy in your walk
I used to see such art in you
Like in the simplicity of your smile
And I wonder if I dug deep…
If I could find an artistic style…
If I could recreate the beautiful side that I no longer see
Or if you really are the sorry shame that you have come to be
You see, it's like this…
Perhaps you can tell me what you think
You say that horse is dead so we're...
I go over the minutes our rise and fall
Like on the playful tones and the giggle in your talk
The sweetness you had and the comedy in your walk
I used to see such art in you
Like in the simplicity of your smile
And I wonder if I dug deep…
If I could find an artistic style…
If I could recreate the beautiful side that I no longer see
Or if you really are the sorry shame that you have come to be
You see, it's like this…
Perhaps you can tell me what you think
You say that horse is dead so we're...
#sadness
#anger
#regret
#hate
#frustration
86 reads
4 Comments
ChemicalRose
Meguana
Meguana
Poem Published
28th Apr 2020 4:28am
28th Apr 2020 4:28am
Infatuation
I’m intoxicated with pure infatuation. It’s something I love, but loathe.
I'm still in love with you. It's something I can't fake, can't hide.
I catch myself staring at you, noticing things that I haven't seemed to pay attention to for the entirety that you have been in my life.
Even though I’m staring, you never seem to hold my gaze. I have to remember your eye colour from photos and just plain memories, because you hardly ever look at me anymore.
They were brown. Brown like the old tree we used to hover under and stare at the flames. I would watch the...
I'm still in love with you. It's something I can't fake, can't hide.
I catch myself staring at you, noticing things that I haven't seemed to pay attention to for the entirety that you have been in my life.
Even though I’m staring, you never seem to hold my gaze. I have to remember your eye colour from photos and just plain memories, because you hardly ever look at me anymore.
They were brown. Brown like the old tree we used to hover under and stare at the flames. I would watch the...
#regret
#heartbroken
#abuse #manipulation
#abuse #manipulation
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broken_doll
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 7:48am
27th Apr 2020 7:48am
To My Ex
#anxiety
#depression
#regret
#violence
#PTSD
78 reads
3 Comments
Igawyrwal1
Phi
Phi
Poem Published
25th Apr 2020 12:01pm
25th Apr 2020 12:01pm
Captain of Her Ass
It was nearly dawn.
She couldn't rest.
Today her man was leaving.
The one who knew her first
He knew what she was thinking.
Before she even did.
The one who stopped her drinking.
And got her off the street.
He treated her so kindly.
Nice clothes, a place to stay
And though she walked so blindly.
He helped her on her way.
He always called her sweetie.
Sweet or his sweetheart.
They drew closer together.
She hoped they'd never part.
He was her sugar daddy.
Nothing was too...
She couldn't rest.
Today her man was leaving.
The one who knew her first
He knew what she was thinking.
Before she even did.
The one who stopped her drinking.
And got her off the street.
He treated her so kindly.
Nice clothes, a place to stay
And though she walked so blindly.
He helped her on her way.
He always called her sweetie.
Sweet or his sweetheart.
They drew closer together.
She hoped they'd never part.
He was her sugar daddy.
Nothing was too...
#regret
#lust
#shame
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4 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
18th Apr 2020 1:06am
18th Apr 2020 1:06am
Stuck In North Korea On LOCKDOWN!
I've been stranded in North Korea sadly, on lockdown!
Why oh why did I make the move?
Was seeking a career in North Korea,
To please our supreme leader; (you may know him by another name.)
But I have to watch what I say about 'Rocket Man!'
The main thing is, I can live,
As long as I toe the line,
And don't commit a crime!
Paranoia's rife but no worse than back at my UK sweat factory -
Fearing some ignorant f**ker's COVID-19 cough all over me!
Those Pyongyang chicks are pretty tasty too,
I wanna take advantage of every single one of...
Why oh why did I make the move?
Was seeking a career in North Korea,
To please our supreme leader; (you may know him by another name.)
But I have to watch what I say about 'Rocket Man!'
The main thing is, I can live,
As long as I toe the line,
And don't commit a crime!
Paranoia's rife but no worse than back at my UK sweat factory -
Fearing some ignorant f**ker's COVID-19 cough all over me!
Those Pyongyang chicks are pretty tasty too,
I wanna take advantage of every single one of...
#regret
#abuse
#food
#despair
#fear
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