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#resentments
If I never feel happy again. If I get a case of the **** its” and follow that red glow all the way to my grave (because it feels warm once in a while). If I walk into a venue in my hometown and smell the familiar scent of stale beer and regret. If my mom passes away suddenly or succumbing to the passage of time. If I never heal from how I was treated and continue to treat myself the same over and over. If I have to rely on jokes about my grandmother to keep her memory alive when she is not. If I let myself down again.
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Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 7:43 PM UTC
Reservations
SOLIDARITY When men Units it's solidarity and no goal is too huge to achieve. But destruction upon a city of men where hatred, jealousy, envy and resentments reign. Love heal the world. #c9_fm
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Dec 13, 2020
Dec 13, 2020 at 9:51 AM UTC
SOLIDARITY
The growth I wish for you will burn strong- just like your picture and the dried rosemary did tonight.
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Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 11:21 PM UTC
Growth
As I begin to lose my sweet memory The flotsam and jetsam and ephemery. The regrets, the injustice, the pain and despair The resentments, the insults, the hurts and the fear. The timeless reminders of not good enough That pale yellow post it: “Hasn’t got the right stuff.” That time that you said what no one would say “I don’t really love you now please go away.” Most of it gone now, I can’t quite remember It whispers to me from a foggy December. Am I better off for it? Perhaps in some way Have I gained from the loss? It’s a bit hard to say. I need no longer sit here and artfully languish In all the sad fury of my piquant anguish. Like my father before me I’m one of those old timers Reaping the benefits of beneficent Alzheimer’s.
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Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 10:30 PM UTC
The Gains of Loss
gasping for air I feel like I am dying can't breathe... until at last I realized I was choking on my old resentments as I let go of each one the air I breathe become clear and deep flooding me with life
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Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 7:42 PM UTC
air
I regret (usually too late), the authority Of the sitting government. Any government. Once in power (I regret that word) The back room broking good ole boys At the exit polls loose their senses, Sight and hearing. Feelings get hurt. Taxes are wasted. The trough gouging is too loud. I resent lying. I regret (mostly from the evidence), The too full baskets of organized religion Overflowing from indulgences; The Roman fingers Poaching coins for another memorial window; The glass cathedrals And get-a-way cars. I resent hypocrisy. I regret people don't arrive on time (no matter the time); Especially when outside anyplace waiting, Perhaps a light for a smoke is needed, Or there's inclement weather, The nearby company is distasteful. Waiting dinner. Late children are the worse. They cause worry. I resent the selfishness of time. I regret being diseased, And hated for it. When in remission I'm loved. Active, not so much. The know-its say it's a matter of will. Like you can cure Cancer or smallpox with thoughts. The one symptom alone, hurt, Would need temples of meditating chanters! I resent condemnation. I regret failed relationships: Family, friends and women. My thoughts are mine; If I said everything You'd have a different opinion Of what I am. So we don't Because we can't Say things: we would appear as socio-paths. We think good and bad; Therefore we're real. A virtual humanity. I resent blathering. I regret an educational system That believes in paradigm shifts; Spouting new-age lingo: If it's not broken, break it; Selling out to athletics, Or Mr., Ms and Mrs. know All about education; They went to school. Bullies top the list. I resent permissive parents. Most of all, I regret My resentments.
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
Most of All
I regret (usually too late), the authority Of the sitting government. Any government. Once in power (I regret that word) The back room broking good ole boys At the exit polls loose their senses, Sight and hearing. Feelings get hurt. Taxes are wasted. The trough gouging is too loud. I resent lying. I regret (mostly from the evidence), The too full baskets of organized religion Overflowing from indulgences; The Roman fingers Poaching coins for another memorial window; The glass cathedrals And get-a-way cars. I resent hypocrisy. I regret people don't arrive on time (no matter the time); Especially when outside anyplace waiting, Perhaps a light for a smoke is needed, Or there's inclement weather, The nearby company is distasteful. Waiting dinner. Late children are the worse. They cause worry. I resent the selfishness of time. I regret being diseased, And hated for it. When in remission I'm loved. Active, not so much. The know-its say it's a matter of will. Like you can cure Cancer or smallpox with thoughts. The one symptom alone, hurt, Would need temples of meditating chanters! I resent condemnation. I regret failed relationships: Family, friends and women. My thoughts are mine; If I said everything You'd have a different opinion Of what I am. So we don't Because we can't Say things: we would appear as socio-paths. We think good and bad; Therefore we're real. A virtual humanity. I resent blathering. I regret an educational system That believes in paradigm shifts; Spouting new-age lingo: If it's not broken, break it; Selling out to athletics, Or Mr., Ms and Mrs. know All about education; They went to school. Bullies top the list. I resent permissive parents. Most of all, I regret My resentments.
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today I am free to love without fear, without hatred in my heart today I am free, resentments no longer bleed into all my thoughts and actions today I am free to give and receive love without expectations Because deep in my center I experience a loving God that loves me today and everyday
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
today