Regrets Poems
My Vulnerble Apology
by Christen Kuikoua
In the depths of my soul, I beg forgiveness,
For I know not the extent of the hurt I caused,
My apologies falter, mere whispers in the wind,
Yet, I bear them with sincerity, with a heart that bleeds.
I confess, I longed to be a reflection of strength,
A mirage of confidence masking my insecurities,
But in that pursuit, I lost sight of your tender heart,
And in doing so, I betrayed the essence of who I am.
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Fault I Add
by Beatrice Knox
They all say
Actions have consequences
They keep talking
Telling me
Look what I’ve done
They yell
Shake me
Hit my brain
Try to wake me up
I’m awake
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Regret Square
by Zach Ascot
Dark skies provide tonight’s slumber,
As your body rests,
Your mind turns over,
Meeting with those long forgotten and suppressed.
Welcome to where your regrets live,
It’s always raining here.
A dark-haired angel,
In a white lace dress,
Stands to face you.
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"The legend of emotional opposites"
by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh
I no longer blame it on heartbreaks, but now I blame it on myself.
The pain actually resulted from heartbreaks, but somehow I'm still lost within myself.
I'm not actually locked up in an ethereal realm,
But captivated in an ethereal sphere that consists of several realms.
Some are actually bound by thoughts, and others are actually bound by love,
But I seem caught between parallel opposites where thoughts now beseech love.
And now this is my daily spectacle, more than the loss of a broken soul,
The legend of emotional opposites is reborn every day I shed a tear, and it's hard to tell now where I might actually go.
Scorpions legacy continues
by Beatrice Knox
Bad little scorpion
Lying to the frog
The frog trusted you
Instead you break its spirit
You break its body
You broke my trust
You’re a bad little scorpion
But your lies are big
Our game of poker became pointless
When you won all the time
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"The legend of emotional opposites"
by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh
I no longer blame it on heartbreaks, but now I blame it on myself.
The pain actually resulted from heartbreaks, but somehow I'm still lost within myself.
I'm not actually locked up in an ethereal realm,
But captivated in an ethereal sphere that consists of several realms.
Some are actually bound by thoughts, and others are actually bound by love,
But I seem caught between parallel opposites where thoughts now beseech love.
And now this is my daily spectacle, more than the loss of a broken soul,
The legend of emotional opposites is reborn every day I shed a tear, and it's hard to tell now where I might actually go.
My Vulnerble Apology
by Christen Kuikoua
In the depths of my soul, I beg forgiveness,
For I know not the extent of the hurt I caused,
My apologies falter, mere whispers in the wind,
Yet, I bear them with sincerity, with a heart that bleeds.
I confess, I longed to be a reflection of strength,
A mirage of confidence masking my insecurities,
But in that pursuit, I lost sight of your tender heart,
And in doing so, I betrayed the essence of who I am.
......
Miserable Me in a Comical Tower
by Sordid Dreag
Renege for dreams,
Of other's,
Their opinions and thoughts,
Of me.
Swamps of assumptions,
Goals and demands,
None of my own,
Ceaseless expectations!
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Regret Square
by Zach Ascot
Dark skies provide tonight’s slumber,
As your body rests,
Your mind turns over,
Meeting with those long forgotten and suppressed.
Welcome to where your regrets live,
It’s always raining here.
A dark-haired angel,
In a white lace dress,
Stands to face you.
......
Scorpions legacy continues
by Beatrice Knox
Bad little scorpion
Lying to the frog
The frog trusted you
Instead you break its spirit
You break its body
You broke my trust
You’re a bad little scorpion
But your lies are big
Our game of poker became pointless
When you won all the time
......
