Poems About Regret Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about regret published by members recently online.
Naajir
Poem Published
8th Mar 2018 5:30pm
8th Mar 2018 5:30pm
Mood Swing #8: Aqua-Blue
simplicity of thought
and purity of intent moves this quill as
memories of her to this day
still caress the human being in him
from time to time
he takes these exclusive sojourns
introspective sabbaticals
to revisit her gifted pond where his
blood was cleansed through
'redemption reconciliation and restitution'
baptized
by a forgiving 'apprentice of...
and purity of intent moves this quill as
memories of her to this day
still caress the human being in him
from time to time
he takes these exclusive sojourns
introspective sabbaticals
to revisit her gifted pond where his
blood was cleansed through
'redemption reconciliation and restitution'
baptized
by a forgiving 'apprentice of...
#regret
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
Six Seconds
Trigger warning: This is a poem about suicide ideation and an imagined suicide attempt. It's ultimately a poem about gratitude, but it may still be upsetting to some.
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
#regret
#suicide
#gratitude #choices
#gratitude #choices
942 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
Six Seconds
Trigger warning: This is a poem about suicide ideation and an imagined suicide attempt. It's ultimately a poem about gratitude, but it may still be upsetting to some.
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
#regret
#suicide
#gratitude #choices
#gratitude #choices
942 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
Six Seconds
Trigger warning: This is a poem about suicide ideation and an imagined suicide attempt. It's ultimately a poem about gratitude, but it may still be upsetting to some.
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
#regret
#suicide
#gratitude #choices
#gratitude #choices
942 reads
6 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
19th Mar 2022 7:02am
Six Seconds
Trigger warning: This is a poem about suicide ideation and an imagined suicide attempt. It's ultimately a poem about gratitude, but it may still be upsetting to some.
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
what if
everything
-every one-
I ever loved
appeared before me
magestically glittering
in the six seconds
between a bridge jump
and my death
what if i couldn't go back
to love those people
and places and things
deeply and graciously
as I suddenly ever so frantically
and desperately longed to
because
I was in the process
of...
#regret
#suicide
#gratitude #choices
#gratitude #choices
942 reads
6 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 1:04am
20th Nov 2022 1:04am
My Blood Donor
Ticking it wall clock
Right behind your front door knock knock
Dwelling in my misfortunes
A path on which I was trading is filled with these potholes
While I went solo
My self esteem is so low
Am dropping next bus stop
My luck's running out nonstop
Explaining why I was such a flop
God! So pessimistic, I can't bear this hold up
Feeling so high yesterday, it's all Disney in Sydney
Today all of a sudden it turns out a house of terror
Stranded forever in this loop hole
For what am saying is no...
Right behind your front door knock knock
Dwelling in my misfortunes
A path on which I was trading is filled with these potholes
While I went solo
My self esteem is so low
Am dropping next bus stop
My luck's running out nonstop
Explaining why I was such a flop
God! So pessimistic, I can't bear this hold up
Feeling so high yesterday, it's all Disney in Sydney
Today all of a sudden it turns out a house of terror
Stranded forever in this loop hole
For what am saying is no...
#sadness
#regret
60 reads
5 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 1:04am
20th Nov 2022 1:04am
My Blood Donor
Ticking it wall clock
Right behind your front door knock knock
Dwelling in my misfortunes
A path on which I was trading is filled with these potholes
While I went solo
My self esteem is so low
Am dropping next bus stop
My luck's running out nonstop
Explaining why I was such a flop
God! So pessimistic, I can't bear this hold up
Feeling so high yesterday, it's all Disney in Sydney
Today all of a sudden it turns out a house of terror
Stranded forever in this loop hole
For what am saying is no...
Right behind your front door knock knock
Dwelling in my misfortunes
A path on which I was trading is filled with these potholes
While I went solo
My self esteem is so low
Am dropping next bus stop
My luck's running out nonstop
Explaining why I was such a flop
God! So pessimistic, I can't bear this hold up
Feeling so high yesterday, it's all Disney in Sydney
Today all of a sudden it turns out a house of terror
Stranded forever in this loop hole
For what am saying is no...
#sadness
#regret
60 reads
5 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
12th Nov 2022 7:20am
12th Nov 2022 7:20am
Whore to the Party
I heard you brought your whore to the party
who would do such a thing?
you swear she is loyal
but she makes it no secret
her pussy lips tell all
fun for a night
good for a quick fuck
but the next day
bet she doesn't even answer her phone
some men will never learn
if something seems too good to be true
it probably is
who would do such a thing?
you swear she is loyal
but she makes it no secret
her pussy lips tell all
fun for a night
good for a quick fuck
but the next day
bet she doesn't even answer her phone
some men will never learn
if something seems too good to be true
it probably is
#regret
68 reads
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 1:56pm
8th Nov 2019 1:56pm
what I've learned....
you can hardly trust anyone;
people love and appreciate you, when you're either doing "better" or long gone (dead);
history continues to repeat itself;
most are critics above all else;
your "heaven" is probably my "hell";
there's really no such thing as real healing;
always expect the worst; no one is innocent; no one is perfect; there's no such thing as creating your own reality in this world if you're truly a free spirit....
people love and appreciate you, when you're either doing "better" or long gone (dead);
history continues to repeat itself;
most are critics above all else;
your "heaven" is probably my "hell";
there's really no such thing as real healing;
always expect the worst; no one is innocent; no one is perfect; there's no such thing as creating your own reality in this world if you're truly a free spirit....
#regret
#misunderstood
#LifeCycle
268 reads
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 1:56pm
8th Nov 2019 1:56pm
what I've learned....
you can hardly trust anyone;
people love and appreciate you, when you're either doing "better" or long gone (dead);
history continues to repeat itself;
most are critics above all else;
your "heaven" is probably my "hell";
there's really no such thing as real healing;
always expect the worst; no one is innocent; no one is perfect; there's no such thing as creating your own reality in this world if you're truly a free spirit....
people love and appreciate you, when you're either doing "better" or long gone (dead);
history continues to repeat itself;
most are critics above all else;
your "heaven" is probably my "hell";
there's really no such thing as real healing;
always expect the worst; no one is innocent; no one is perfect; there's no such thing as creating your own reality in this world if you're truly a free spirit....
#regret
#misunderstood
#LifeCycle
268 reads
PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 1:56pm
8th Nov 2019 1:56pm
what I've learned....
you can hardly trust anyone;
people love and appreciate you, when you're either doing "better" or long gone (dead);
history continues to repeat itself;
most are critics above all else;
your "heaven" is probably my "hell";
there's really no such thing as real healing;
always expect the worst; no one is innocent; no one is perfect; there's no such thing as creating your own reality in this world if you're truly a free spirit....
people love and appreciate you, when you're either doing "better" or long gone (dead);
history continues to repeat itself;
most are critics above all else;
your "heaven" is probably my "hell";
there's really no such thing as real healing;
always expect the worst; no one is innocent; no one is perfect; there's no such thing as creating your own reality in this world if you're truly a free spirit....
#regret
#misunderstood
#LifeCycle
268 reads
abetterstart
Poem Published
26th Oct 2022 4:46am
26th Oct 2022 4:46am
cherish
i have bled
in haunted dreams,
hiding away
my emotions,
no smile
could escape me,
feeling tortured
with each thought
of you, knowing
it was
those thoughts
that were
the desires
i cherished above all,
but that goal
i will never
achieve.
in haunted dreams,
hiding away
my emotions,
no smile
could escape me,
feeling tortured
with each thought
of you, knowing
it was
those thoughts
that were
the desires
i cherished above all,
but that goal
i will never
achieve.
#sadness
#regret
#hope
#frustration
#disappointment
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