Regret Poems
My Flaws And All
by Mishack Madubandlela
Even if we both break down tonight
I know everything will be alright
I've made a lot of mistakes
Thinking maybe I should pack my keepsakes
Even when we fight and I tell you I'd be better alone
But you know that's not true
That's the pride talking
I always have a point to prove
But that's just my mind talking
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Needs new blood
by Zak Tannhauser
first mistake I made
grabbed the wooden world in my hands
then, scream
carpenter king
sully thyself
infant carvings subtract every moment
year after year, I
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A spark untended
by Tristin Livingston
I’m granted a boon, a hope – a spark
A sense of purpose, a reason to believe
Signaling the ignition
A candle’s flame dispelling the dark
Given the ardor, the fervor to achieve
Increasing in intensity
A campfire, pleasant and tender
Dismissing all chill, blanketing with comfort
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stitched scars
by shreya p.
From the time when we were first held in their arms to times where we were showered in hugs and kisses,
Moments where we held onto their finger for our first tiny steps, till the scream of excitement when we called out their name.
They were there for all our birthdays and when we fell off our bicycles and couldn’t stop crying.
When we got sick they’d stay up till 4 in the morning so we felt safe and oh how could I forget all those monsters under the bed they fought against.
They slept next to us when we had nightmares and read us bed time stories, or some from when they themselves were our age.
They sent us to an expensive private school and bought books and pens that we liked.
Lessons for the future, laughs and giggles while playing house or attending little tea parties wearing the earrings we made.
They taught us all those nursery rhymes, how to swim and more, the way to our house and their phone numbers if we needed it any more.
For emergencies they said, now it’s stuck in my head but the number isn’t valid.
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For the Love of My Father
by Samuel Cody
There's always pain in the music of the night
It summons all my broken dreams to come dance about my mind,
And in their fractured shadows, I contemplate your plight
Yet in that frantic jig, no answers can I find.
Nothing I consider can justify your bitter flight,
When by all your wretched flaws you were confined
All my strength of will cannot manifest my dreams that we'd reunite.
Were you scared of yourself, or this child you left behind?
My heart bleeds with tormented hate, as I sit beneath the midnight sun
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"A thread that stitches shadows."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Through the thick mist,
I look down upon the grassy lands,
It is remorseful when I see-
the broken silver needle, on the stone slab.
Who left it behind, or did someone present it?
was it a gift or a memoir for the soul around it?
But maybe it was neither,
maybe- it was the stone that crafted it,
as a closer look sights me the rough cuts,
the many failed thin rods, stacked to the side.
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Trees, lanterns, cars
by Rens Buikman
I’m looking out the window of this darkened room
I can’t see far
I only see trees, lanterns, cars
But I keep staring; what else can I do?
A sudden fog appears
Outside the window of this darkened room
Covering all the
Trees, lanterns, cars
But I keep staring; that’s all I can do
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"And Sometimes..."
by Nad Sof
Today, I braced myself to get through,
Waiting for two new cats to soothe—
Two lives to fill the empty space,
And calm the ache I can't erase.
As melodies played soft and clear,
I scrolled through my phone, drawing near.
In a glance, the world flew fast,
Like wind that blows and cannot last.
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Shade Of Thee.
by Nad Sof
I will not grant that I yet remember thy scent,
Nor that thy smile once was bright as day.
I will not grant that I recall our first embrace,
The first kiss, the first confession.
I mind it all, but to speak it, I refuse.
Many have said:
"Thou dost seek in each new man the shade of him,"
And though it be true,
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Regret
by Nad Sof
If I speak the truth,
Under the cold light of the moon,
I wish I had never met you.
You painted yourself a saint—
Sweet, devoted, promising the world.
But you were a thief,
Taking everything from me,
Leaving nothing but emptiness.
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