Poems About Regret
#regret
Poetry about regret and remorse. These poems about regret take us on a painful journey, exploring mistakes, missed opportunities and feelings of guilt for failing to act. We all have regrets in life, whether we actually did something wrong, or have guilty feelings for something which was out of our control.
Chiara_umbra
Chiara umbra
Chiara umbra
Poem Published
13th Jun 2022 4:24am
13th Jun 2022 4:24am
Abyss
I look at our photos and smile, a wistful smile, for mere a second, followed by a wave of heart wrenching anguish sweeping me off my feet, into the abysmal depths of my mind, where our memories lie, along with my regrets, my sorrows, my guilt, and the bitterness of self reproach.
#love
#regret
#loneliness
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
12th Jun 2022 3:01pm
12th Jun 2022 3:01pm
My (romantic) love life
The B-52 stratofortress on the runway,
The pilot revved up its powerful engines
In due course, released the brakes
Barely a few feet off the ground
The huge beast lost power
Hit the ground
And crashed into flames.
The pilot revved up its powerful engines
In due course, released the brakes
Barely a few feet off the ground
The huge beast lost power
Hit the ground
And crashed into flames.
#regret
#frustration
#disappointment #bittersweet
#disappointment #bittersweet
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ursa
Poem Published
11th Jun 2022 8:44pm
11th Jun 2022 8:44pm
Seen From The Skies
Our statement stood
we couldn’t see them
in this dark night;
our evening’s serum
hindered sight
and their reflection,
brightly designed
for our protection
safety pylons
blared at us to
STOP.
In any case
we hit them hard,
our car spun forward
rubber screeching,
we start screaming,
sparks kept flying-
we closed our eyes
-before we knew it,
we went up in flame.
we couldn’t see them
in this dark night;
our evening’s serum
hindered sight
and their reflection,
brightly designed
for our protection
safety pylons
blared at us to
STOP.
In any case
we hit them hard,
our car spun forward
rubber screeching,
we start screaming,
sparks kept flying-
we closed our eyes
-before we knew it,
we went up in flame.
#regret
#dark
#death #risk
#death #risk
457 reads
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 6:39pm
7th Jun 2022 6:39pm
Naked Thoughts Of Ruin and Contemplation
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because there was nothing else to be done and no where else to turn
I lay belly down enshrouded in darkness to write
pins and needles tingling in my unruly fingers
squinting to find a place between the lines
shadows are a tapestry of understanding drifting between
cognizant and illusion
honesty sticks to my throat like honey
sweet and thick with the richness
of a million hours of unacknowledged back breaking effort
sorrow never sounded so beautiful as the buzz of...
because there was nothing else to be done and no where else to turn
I lay belly down enshrouded in darkness to write
pins and needles tingling in my unruly fingers
squinting to find a place between the lines
shadows are a tapestry of understanding drifting between
cognizant and illusion
honesty sticks to my throat like honey
sweet and thick with the richness
of a million hours of unacknowledged back breaking effort
sorrow never sounded so beautiful as the buzz of...
#regret
274 reads
9 Comments
astrosleuth
Poem Published
6th Jun 2022 8:02am
6th Jun 2022 8:02am
'I Miss ....'
I miss Unsolved Mysteries, on a Wednesday night
With Robert Stack, by eight be back
So scary, but worth the freight!
I miss people gathering at our house
Some not with us now, and how
But worth remembering, people like Claus.
I miss the old Alpine camper
It rained so much, the grass it touched
And fishing, was the Newfoundlander.
I miss playing Nightmare
At Gram's, my cousin would come
A sleep over would then take place there
And breakfast served, like you were at home.
I miss being chased and shot ...
With Robert Stack, by eight be back
So scary, but worth the freight!
I miss people gathering at our house
Some not with us now, and how
But worth remembering, people like Claus.
I miss the old Alpine camper
It rained so much, the grass it touched
And fishing, was the Newfoundlander.
I miss playing Nightmare
At Gram's, my cousin would come
A sleep over would then take place there
And breakfast served, like you were at home.
I miss being chased and shot ...
#sadness
#regret
#family
#memories
#LifeCycle
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
5th Jun 2022 5:33am
5th Jun 2022 5:33am
Whiskey Fixes Everything
Bar doors crack open
the way stale beer nuts crunch
beneath your teeth
a scatter of broken dreams
that fled their drinking buddies
then melted to the door-seals trying to escape
a fluro light flickers
static buzz
the way your brain wires after
the first couple
where senses dial themselves to 11
and whiskey feels like your soul
glowing warm in the centre of your chest
just to the right of your heart
the grime and grit
go down like a cheap prostitute
one that swallows for the right...
the way stale beer nuts crunch
beneath your teeth
a scatter of broken dreams
that fled their drinking buddies
then melted to the door-seals trying to escape
a fluro light flickers
static buzz
the way your brain wires after
the first couple
where senses dial themselves to 11
and whiskey feels like your soul
glowing warm in the centre of your chest
just to the right of your heart
the grime and grit
go down like a cheap prostitute
one that swallows for the right...
#regret
#emptiness
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Oohloulala
Loulou
Loulou
Poem Published
29th May 2022 3:10am
29th May 2022 3:10am
Second guesser
I look at old photos of myself young and wonder..
Why the hell did you deviate from them cells that made you Lou at that time?
Your metamorphism not for positive but negative, inwardly crawling inside like a reverse butterfly, you wish back to cocoon, older, comforted curled in a foetus position in the womb, did you blossom too soon?
I ponder.
I see my skin starting to turn to crepe paper around my eyes,
the fragility a reminder of the passing of time,
how quick in glimpses and passages of slow i've witnessed my life go.
80 weeks...
Why the hell did you deviate from them cells that made you Lou at that time?
Your metamorphism not for positive but negative, inwardly crawling inside like a reverse butterfly, you wish back to cocoon, older, comforted curled in a foetus position in the womb, did you blossom too soon?
I ponder.
I see my skin starting to turn to crepe paper around my eyes,
the fragility a reminder of the passing of time,
how quick in glimpses and passages of slow i've witnessed my life go.
80 weeks...
#anxiety
#regret
#aging
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Quizzy29
Tanzo Ellis
Tanzo Ellis
Poem Published
28th May 2022 4:11am
28th May 2022 4:11am
Melting pot toxic
We came from different upbringings about relationships
I thought we understood how toxic relationships could be based on what we went through
I expressed my concerns that were swept out of mind & I was silenced by tears
You expressed your concerns with aggression as if you were trying to taunt
You were willing to take casualties if it meant I'd suffer in front if you
We both endured a lot in the past but only one has learned from it
Each chance I chose to submit your manipulation was the strongest
Your...
I thought we understood how toxic relationships could be based on what we went through
I expressed my concerns that were swept out of mind & I was silenced by tears
You expressed your concerns with aggression as if you were trying to taunt
You were willing to take casualties if it meant I'd suffer in front if you
We both endured a lot in the past but only one has learned from it
Each chance I chose to submit your manipulation was the strongest
Your...
#regret
#gratitude
#respect #bittersweet
#respect #bittersweet
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
28th May 2022 3:04am
28th May 2022 3:04am
She knows.
Her set of small stones was always ready
She selected them while walking
In the woods around her cabin,
Cleaned them, polished them
And painted them in rich colors
Of yellow (a possible win),
Emerald green (strong hope), blue (success)
White (pure love) and black (death, of course).
Two stones for each.
James was at the end of his rope.
Dharma always helped him in difficult circumstances.
She was an enigmatic young lady
Living in the comfortable little place
Inherited from her mother,
A famed tarotmancer who sadly...
She selected them while walking
In the woods around her cabin,
Cleaned them, polished them
And painted them in rich colors
Of yellow (a possible win),
Emerald green (strong hope), blue (success)
White (pure love) and black (death, of course).
Two stones for each.
James was at the end of his rope.
Dharma always helped him in difficult circumstances.
She was an enigmatic young lady
Living in the comfortable little place
Inherited from her mother,
A famed tarotmancer who sadly...
#anxiety
#regret
#heartbroken #despair
#heartbroken #despair
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Nevermindthegaps
Poem Published
28th May 2022 00:24am
28th May 2022 00:24am
Time Is A Grinding Wheel, Till We're Nothing But Ash
KA
he whispers, with a half smirk
because fate is a rugged charming bastard
who glows the coal-fire of a cigarette
plumes of smoke are
wishes from the ashtray
they disappear into nothing
a million molecules
blown to pieces
the same as doc, from the buck of a .380
only the wisp of smoke swirled from the hole then disappeared
the rest
a torrent
a smear
a stain
the stench of shit and bad blood
lost in time
for now he was numb
three fifths of his blood stream whiskey
she was brooding...
he whispers, with a half smirk
because fate is a rugged charming bastard
who glows the coal-fire of a cigarette
plumes of smoke are
wishes from the ashtray
they disappear into nothing
a million molecules
blown to pieces
the same as doc, from the buck of a .380
only the wisp of smoke swirled from the hole then disappeared
the rest
a torrent
a smear
a stain
the stench of shit and bad blood
lost in time
for now he was numb
three fifths of his blood stream whiskey
she was brooding...
#regret
#shame
#emptiness
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Sandals
Poem Published
23rd May 2022 00:52am
23rd May 2022 00:52am
Guess I'm Not Over U
I cry in tears
But Chuck I still remember
What I said and how
During that cold December
The night before u
Left me and never returned
Only for my desires and
Your understanding of my heart burned
It's ninety years later
None of u is appresent
I heard u died in the home
Of your grandma's residence
U were 53 and battled
Thy cousin to keep grandma alive
But I believe all is a lie
Because u are sweet as a bee hive
Of honey processed
For the shipment to be made
To be put in bottles ...
But Chuck I still remember
What I said and how
During that cold December
The night before u
Left me and never returned
Only for my desires and
Your understanding of my heart burned
It's ninety years later
None of u is appresent
I heard u died in the home
Of your grandma's residence
U were 53 and battled
Thy cousin to keep grandma alive
But I believe all is a lie
Because u are sweet as a bee hive
Of honey processed
For the shipment to be made
To be put in bottles ...
#regret
#UnrequitedLove
#disappointment
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robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 00:41am
22nd May 2022 00:41am
It was a dark and wintry night
It started with a phone call
Totally unexpected
While I was on vacation
And wishing only to rest and
Salvage what I could of the mess.
At first I wished to ignore the disturbance but
Demands are never leaving you
At peace...your past always
Rearing its ugly head
Knocking you about
Avoiding the call was not a possibility
Nerves on edge
Destiny is what it is.
Wanda was back
Incredibly still alive
Nothing can kill that witch
Totally at ease with all the eartly elements
Remembering,...
Totally unexpected
While I was on vacation
And wishing only to rest and
Salvage what I could of the mess.
At first I wished to ignore the disturbance but
Demands are never leaving you
At peace...your past always
Rearing its ugly head
Knocking you about
Avoiding the call was not a possibility
Nerves on edge
Destiny is what it is.
Wanda was back
Incredibly still alive
Nothing can kill that witch
Totally at ease with all the eartly elements
Remembering,...
#regret
#dark
#fear
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