#regrets poems on Hello Poetry

Odd Odyssey Poet 3d

the curious cat jumps the fence
game to chase after a butterfly –
to fill its stomach
perhaps this is my view on love

while the old dog remains in the yard
chasing after its own tail –
hoping to bite onto success
as this is my view on human regrets.

#cats #dogs #humans #love #regrets #life #thoughts #poetry

Gaia's Soothing Haven Jan 16

Her Skin's Unspoken Borders

In slumber's garden, her blossom never sunlight caressing,
My heart, a violin without strings, my soul forever regretting, caesura

A whispered secret, meant for her hearing, now always hiding,
A lyric written without melody, my words forever faltering, caesura

Her sun-kissed strands, fingers trembling, face never revealing,
A piano's keys untouched, longing forever resounding, caesura

Her unshed tears, a sea, my arms empty, never comforting,
A hall deserted, it's quiet forever, sighing, caesura

Our bodies, scattered notes upon a score, never quite touching,
My songs, her deaf stars, never heard, forever yearning, caesura

Gaia's Soothing Haven, on life's edge, forever wondering
Our lost love, like petals, on life's threshold forever blooming, caesura

This poem is for submission into dvrese margins poetry collective. Links are discouraged here so put this into you Google machine: poets pub diving into margins

#love #desire #sensual #regrets #ghazal

Hawley Anne Jan 10

Hell Of My Own Creation

Water droplets marking my page
as if my tears cant be wiped away.
I'm at the end of my ability to cope
so I ready the noose and my neck for the rope.
I think of my life and all I regret
I think of memories I wish to forget.
I then try to focus on the good not the bad
the days with my kids, well the few that we had
The days when my smile wasn't a fake
and all of the decisions that I didn't make.
I think of what my life could have been
had I chosen the other path would I still have been me?
Who would I be and would the end still be now?
Could I have been someone different,
if I'd just figured out how?
And if I managed to do it,
to be someone else..
Would that person also truly despise themself?
Or would they be happy with the life they had made,
if they were able to take the path I didn't take?
Would they be a good mom who was raising her kids?
Or would my children still even exist?
How can my life really have any worth,
when everytime I try anything it never works?
I can't even get myself off of dope for my kids,
I never expected my life to be this.
That's why I'm ready, girls please don't blame yourselves.
I just can't keep on living,
when I'm creating and living in hell.

#addiction #regrets #broken #hell #sad #hurt #death #suicide

Odd Odyssey Poet Jan 6

Famous

Hourglass figures; individuals who invest countless hours crafting
a glass figure. When life tosses you around, you’re bound to shatter –
so meagre!

You repugnant creature, crumbling and oozing into this vessel, as
the grains of sand cascade within all the time you thought your
beauty had bought. You gaze at it, chasing the dazzling glow of
notoriety, unaware that such brilliance will gnaw away at your very
bones, leaving you broken and cold.

Within the heart of every renowned star lies a tumultuous inferno,
a labyrinth of madness that serves as your ultimate reward.

#fame #regrets #life

Tom Lefort Jan 5

When we were true

Slow burn towards that hallowed kiss,
The months it took to take you there.
Like hope itself upon your lips,
Such joyful lovers bliss.

Short term passion in that fragile time,
The years it took to leave you there.
Love's regret entwines our lives,
So powerful broken ties.

Tom Lefort 2025

#love #regrets #memories #past #lovers #missed #mourned #remembered

dead poet Dec 2024

off the grid

the phone - it calls:
my impulse crawls
back to the moment ‘twas
mighty, and strong;

the tv on the drywall -
knows how to stall -
my mind from its prime;
my body from a shawl --

i feel my palms
so cold - and remote:
the channel shows
a woman in a fur coat;
she looks so sad -
with all she has;
she quits on love,
doesn’t leave a note.

i turn to music;
tune to the rhymes -
my sorrows of the day;
i buy some time:
debt looms over -
menacing, by the day;
volume seeks heed -
i cannot pay.

done for the day,
i put the phone down;
the screens go dark -
make me look like a clown.
i cannot keep tabs on
on all my regrets, so -
i force the ******* laptop
to shut down.

#socialcommentary #modernlife #rhymescheme #poetry #technology #emotion #truth #regrets #existentialism #poetrycommunity

Lizzie Bevis Dec 2024

Rewind

I regret the choices
Made in blinding haste;
As consequences anchor
Onto dreams laid to waste.
Each lesson was a bitter taste,
That I refused to learn.

Opportunities were scattered
Like leaves from books in the wind,
While memories taunt me still
And this heartache deep within
Weighs as heavy as my sin,
That is far too much to bear.

If I could rewrite time,
I'd turn back the hands binding
Me to you and rewind.
I'd choose another path,
One kinder, more refined.
And trust me when I say

I'd make things right again.

©️Lizzie Bevis

#regrets #change #poetry

Francie Lynch Nov 2024

It Took Years to Get Here

We met three times
Over fifteen years.
The disagreement paled
In light of his diagnosis.

He unexpectedly appeared
At my door, then stood in my kitchen.
He had a few serious questions
About brotherly affections,
And after spitting into my sink
(the poor man)
He wondered if I thought less of him
For not sending cards at Christmas and birthdays.
Is that what he came to say?

Next was at our last family wedding.
He was still steady on his feet.
We were five Irish lads.
The sisters said he was the handsome one.
He was.
There are six of us posing in this final shot.
He's wearing a Lucille Ball tie,
Losened around his neck,
Yet covering the gill-like scar
Running from lobe to lobe.
His hands are buried deep
In his pants' pockets.
His smile says Good-bye.

I saw him for the last time
A few weeks later,
Standing, bent and coughing
At the intersedtion of the roadway and Nature Trail.
His rib cage raging from contortions.
He waved off an offered ride.
And then he was gone.
It took us years to get here.

Sean Lynch, 1952-2019.

#death #brothers #goodbyes #regrets #remorse #cancer #disease #reconcilliation

Hanzou Oct 2024

What You Didn't See

Did you ever think he hadn’t tried,
To see the world through your weary eyes?
He thought of you in every breath he took,
But now it seems you never cared to look.

It wasn’t beauty alone that made him stay,
But the way your flaws lit up the day.
He saw the cracks, the scars, the pain,
And loved you through the storm and rain.

He couldn't give roses or petals in bloom,
But he offered his heart to light up the gloom.
A token here, a gesture there—
His love was wrapped in ways unfair.

But maybe now, that feels too small,
As if his efforts were nothing at all.
The gifts he gave, the time he spent,
Seem lost in a sea of discontent.

You were the world, the stars, the sky,
Yet somehow, he failed in your eyes.
He wonders if you’ll ever see,
How much you truly meant to be.

For now, it feels like his love was missed,
Like all he gave was easily dismissed.
But deep inside, he knows it’s true—
He cherished every part of you.

unspoken words.

#regrets #longing #hopeless #feelings