Poems About Regret Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about regret published by members recently online.
DAWN IS RISING
Dawn is rising,
emphasising
night is over
for the lover
of the darkness,
when the starkness
of the body
in nudity
has to once more
take the cover
of the day clothes
free spirit loathes.
emphasising
night is over
for the lover
of the darkness,
when the starkness
of the body
in nudity
has to once more
take the cover
of the day clothes
free spirit loathes.
#regret
#morning
#rhyming
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DAWN IS RISING
Dawn is rising,
emphasising
night is over
for the lover
of the darkness,
when the starkness
of the body
in nudity
has to once more
take the cover
of the day clothes
free spirit loathes.
emphasising
night is over
for the lover
of the darkness,
when the starkness
of the body
in nudity
has to once more
take the cover
of the day clothes
free spirit loathes.
#regret
#morning
#rhyming
245 reads
4 Comments
DAWN IS RISING
Dawn is rising,
emphasising
night is over
for the lover
of the darkness,
when the starkness
of the body
in nudity
has to once more
take the cover
of the day clothes
free spirit loathes.
emphasising
night is over
for the lover
of the darkness,
when the starkness
of the body
in nudity
has to once more
take the cover
of the day clothes
free spirit loathes.
#regret
#morning
#rhyming
245 reads
4 Comments
loves lost rondeau
Come autumns chill we lost loves gilt
so short the flash of spring times thrill
our stars were never quite aligned
our passion was so unsublime
All greenness gone no chlorophyll
each kiss that only spells peril
those golden times not worth a dime
come autumns chill
A pairing that was unfulfilled
the Ides of march, had there will
time for us was so unkind
fated to write an ode in rhyme
comes now a rondeau from my quill
come autumns chill
so short the flash of spring times thrill
our stars were never quite aligned
our passion was so unsublime
All greenness gone no chlorophyll
each kiss that only spells peril
those golden times not worth a dime
come autumns chill
A pairing that was unfulfilled
the Ides of march, had there will
time for us was so unkind
fated to write an ode in rhyme
comes now a rondeau from my quill
come autumns chill
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
245 reads
4 Comments
loves lost rondeau
Come autumns chill we lost loves gilt
so short the flash of spring times thrill
our stars were never quite aligned
our passion was so unsublime
All greenness gone no chlorophyll
each kiss that only spells peril
those golden times not worth a dime
come autumns chill
A pairing that was unfulfilled
the Ides of march, had there will
time for us was so unkind
fated to write an ode in rhyme
comes now a rondeau from my quill
come autumns chill
so short the flash of spring times thrill
our stars were never quite aligned
our passion was so unsublime
All greenness gone no chlorophyll
each kiss that only spells peril
those golden times not worth a dime
come autumns chill
A pairing that was unfulfilled
the Ides of march, had there will
time for us was so unkind
fated to write an ode in rhyme
comes now a rondeau from my quill
come autumns chill
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
245 reads
4 Comments
loves lost rondeau
Come autumns chill we lost loves gilt
so short the flash of spring times thrill
our stars were never quite aligned
our passion was so unsublime
All greenness gone no chlorophyll
each kiss that only spells peril
those golden times not worth a dime
come autumns chill
A pairing that was unfulfilled
the Ides of march, had there will
time for us was so unkind
fated to write an ode in rhyme
comes now a rondeau from my quill
come autumns chill
so short the flash of spring times thrill
our stars were never quite aligned
our passion was so unsublime
All greenness gone no chlorophyll
each kiss that only spells peril
those golden times not worth a dime
come autumns chill
A pairing that was unfulfilled
the Ides of march, had there will
time for us was so unkind
fated to write an ode in rhyme
comes now a rondeau from my quill
come autumns chill
#regret
#loneliness
#heartbroken
245 reads
4 Comments
Don't Squeeze The Charmin
Hearing the yapping echo of Mr. Whipple
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
#anxiety
#regret
#grief #disappointment
#grief #disappointment
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2 Comments
Don't Squeeze The Charmin
Hearing the yapping echo of Mr. Whipple
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
#anxiety
#regret
#grief #disappointment
#grief #disappointment
162 reads
2 Comments
Don't Squeeze The Charmin
Hearing the yapping echo of Mr. Whipple
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
#anxiety
#regret
#grief #disappointment
#grief #disappointment
162 reads
2 Comments
Don't Squeeze The Charmin
Hearing the yapping echo of Mr. Whipple
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
screaming death's diarrhea a moment sat
watching the creepy crawlies explode
in the devil's chair covered in frost
listening for a flush squeezing the Charmin
it just didn't happen a false sense of poo
#anxiety
#regret
#grief #disappointment
#grief #disappointment
162 reads
2 Comments
Forgiveness
I am sorry… the words that are dripping
From the mouth that should taste sweet
Like honey, but in the heart they taste like
Blood, full of copper and salt. Do you truly
Mean those simple words or are you tripping
Over false words and promises? Your feet
Carry you to the ocean where you dislike
The waves, but drowning in your newly
Found duty to be honest with yourself and
Those you hurt should mean something.
How can you live with yourself when you
Can feel the flames on your skin? How can
You forgive others when you cannot...
From the mouth that should taste sweet
Like honey, but in the heart they taste like
Blood, full of copper and salt. Do you truly
Mean those simple words or are you tripping
Over false words and promises? Your feet
Carry you to the ocean where you dislike
The waves, but drowning in your newly
Found duty to be honest with yourself and
Those you hurt should mean something.
How can you live with yourself when you
Can feel the flames on your skin? How can
You forgive others when you cannot...
#regret
#ImSorry
#forgiveness
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4 Comments
Forgiveness
I am sorry… the words that are dripping
From the mouth that should taste sweet
Like honey, but in the heart they taste like
Blood, full of copper and salt. Do you truly
Mean those simple words or are you tripping
Over false words and promises? Your feet
Carry you to the ocean where you dislike
The waves, but drowning in your newly
Found duty to be honest with yourself and
Those you hurt should mean something.
How can you live with yourself when you
Can feel the flames on your skin? How can
You forgive others when you cannot...
From the mouth that should taste sweet
Like honey, but in the heart they taste like
Blood, full of copper and salt. Do you truly
Mean those simple words or are you tripping
Over false words and promises? Your feet
Carry you to the ocean where you dislike
The waves, but drowning in your newly
Found duty to be honest with yourself and
Those you hurt should mean something.
How can you live with yourself when you
Can feel the flames on your skin? How can
You forgive others when you cannot...
#regret
#ImSorry
#forgiveness
254 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Regret Published by Members Recently Online