I'm sorry that I'm always sad,
That I do things to make you mad.
I'm sorry that I've lost my hope,
I'm sorry for the ways I cope.
I'm sorry that I bring you down,
I'm sorry that I make you frown.
I swear to God that you must believe,
I love you more than you can see.
I'm sorry that my heart is dying,
I swear to you that I've been trying.
I'm sorry that I cannot see,
much future left in front of me.
I'm sorry that I'm so depressed,
I realy know that I'm a mess.
Writing this note's made me see,
Just how much hurt I've made you grieve.
I'm so disgusted with myself,
I'm so damn bad for your good health.
I know that It's hard to admit,
I've made this such a long hard trip.
I feel like I have ruined your heart,
Like I have torn you all apart.
I have a question for you dear,
And, yes, your answere I do fear.
You said that you missed her big picture,
When you saw, you changed your fixture.
For your sake, love, please look at mine,
Before your heart's put on the line.
I'm sorry that I'm so impatient,
I'm just afraid life's not worth waiting.
I really don't want you to leave,
I want for us to both believe.
I want to once again find hope,
But it will be hard on my own.
But then again if I'm too much,
I don't want to kill all your love.
Copyright © Chelsea Stufleben | Year Posted 2011
I'm sorry for the ways I fight,
I'm sorry that I dim your light.
I'm sorry I'm so negative,
That I am so competative.
I'm sorry that I'm so outrageous,
I'm sorry my hurt's so contagious.
I don't want to see your heart eache,
Cuz when I do my heart it breaks.
I'm sorry that I'm not so strong,
But you inspire my hearts song.
I'm not alone cuz now I see,
Your light that's shining just for me.
I'm sorry that I'm up and down,
But, Dear, You win the patience crown.
My love for you's so strong, please see,
A fire burns for you in in me.
I know that It's hard to believe,
But God will help us, just you see.
Copyright © Chelsea Stufleben | Year Posted 2011
Why is diahrrhoea known as ‘the runs’
When it makes you sit on the loo all day
Oh hang on a minute, I’ve got to go …oh heck I must rush
The contents of my stomach need to pour out of my tush
English spelling used*
13th November 2014
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014
Things were difficult enough, before things had changed,
My mind rushed to deal with things that just got rearranged.
It's been so long and I'm not sure what to say,
My life took a turn on me, back on that day.
My eyes were covered with pain so deep,
Nothing had prepared me for this painful trip.
Things were moving along so smooth,
then one phone call, made my earth move.
I cared about nothing, but what was in front,
expecting you to be mad, for pulling this stunt,
Ashamed of myself for not being better,
Not sure I could say how in this letter.
But I want you to know, I missed you all so much,
Hopefully, I'm back and haven't lost my touch.
I speak to you now, from deep within my heart,
I'm not the same person, simply just one part.
Part of my soul has died and will never be the same,
I must grieve and move forward now without any shame.
I am so sorry that I left you all my dear friends,
All I can say, is that I will try to make amends.
I'm not sure what to expect, from pouring my heart out like this,
You should know that you all deserve better, I give you one big kiss.
Copyright © Donald Williams | Year Posted 2014
I can't keep from calling you, when you never answer the phone
I just want us to talk it through but that can't done alone
My three minutes are almost out, so I'll just talk to your machine
I know your mad, without a doubt and your probably hating me
I was a fool to treat you that way, those things I said were cruel
Wishing I could take back that day, I am so sorry for hurting you
I wish we could talk face to face, just to give us a brand new start
Almost done now, don't push erase! I love you babe with all my heart
Copyright © Mitch White | Year Posted 2010
You hate your dad, I know
but I can't choose between you two...just no
You're right, I probably would never see
how bad I screwed up, but
without you, I've gone nuts.
Seriously, I will keep trying
to have you back, 'cause I'm crying.
I don't wanna lose you, o.m.g.
I'm really sorry...
I know I was a terrible girl
but I'm a clam and you're my pearl.
Without you, I have no value
without you, I'm no longer cool
I missed everything we've been through.
Your voice when you sing, I'm glued to you.
Hey, I'm still your number one fan
and you'll always be my sweet, young man.
you're the water, and he's the sun
without you both, I'd be done
I hope you can just understand
I'll always wanna hold your hand
no matter what happened, I'll love you still.
We used to hang and used to chill.
now I'm mad we can't do that
but again, it's my fault the balloon went splat.
I'm desperate to hear you say
'I love you mom, it'll always be this way'
I want your forgiveness, seriously
I'm really sorry.
Copyright © Celine Tran | Year Posted 2013
They say my duty is to protect the lands
Defend it! Even with your bare hands
I train so hard in the sun and rain
To become stronger, something to gain
Task after task it gets tougher
My heart and skin become rougher
Learning how to become a predator
I was chosen for this, not just a visitor
Aim for your target's heart
Kill him, find another one, restart
Gradually, I lose all emotion
Combat is my only devotion
Suddenly terrors outbreak
Our country is at stake
What are we going to do?
Start a war, come soldier, you!
Surely, the fight begins
But who are the villains?
I didn't have time to think
These dots to link
I was at war
Fighting like a wild boar
Killing as many enemies as I can
This terror, I will surely ban
An enemy tries to run
I kill him just for fun
Wait! Am I enjoying this?
What is this unholy bliss?
Feeling delight by making others suffer
What is it that I offer?
Wasn't it peace and tranquility?
How come I'm committing infidelity?
I look around, the seeds of hell
Have all come out of their shell
Me and my fleet are shouldering
Countless cases of rape
Committed by the heroes wearing the cape
The land we were supposed to protect
With corruption, it, We did infect
Following orders from above
All our humanity we had to shove
Why didn't we ask first?
Why, for blood, did we thirst?
The enemy I killed was just a kid
Going back to a place where he hid
To the world, I'm a hero
Personally, I'm just a zero
My humanity is back
Taking me to the right track
But I'm chained to my regret
A shame that I can't neglect
Although, I did quit the war
It’s not enough to pay back the score
I got a soul, yet I'm just a boulder
I am the honorable soldier
Copyright © Ali Akl | Year Posted 2011
This reminds me of my dad who died on
board the Carrier Intrepid and Battleship
Arizona sunk in Hawaiian harbor.
No Better Place
Deep down in water was a ship wreck;
Silence flowed from forward to back deck;
Loneliness was over ship's entire length,
With no energy left or any strength.
God's fish swam gently here and there,
Death and suffering was found everywhere;
While all their bodies and souls would wait
For God to pick them up at a certain date.
Date came and God took each one again
Back to heaven having let them all in;
For families and relatives saved a place,
Full of God's love and His much grace.
Heaven many say has always been known,
As a perfect, pleasant place of its own,
For each soul who did die under the sea
And no better place could there ever be.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
I’m on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!
As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I’m afraid, I cannot stand!
In darkness, I see a bright glowing tower
Inside, a plethora of so called ‘man’ power
Zoom in; I see ‘beast’ kind disguised as ‘man’ kind
Alas! Not a single kind beast could I find
I hear roars of uncivilized beings
And moans of so-called weaklings
I see a trail of emotional turmoil
Those 7 deadly sins wrapped in a dazzling foil
Gifted to humanity, his power, his grey matter
It separates humans from animals and allows us to shatter
The once created planet with a golden kiss
Will it ever show the signs of holy bliss?
Copyright © Neha Godambe | Year Posted 2012
Your love I so miss
We were once content
But now I repent
What I would give
For one final kiss
21st September 2014
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2014
Sorry for the arguments we’ve had
Especially those that were bad
Sorry for things asked of me
When you did something I couldn’t see
Sorry that I always seem mad
Losing my wife I’m angry and sad
Sorry I may hear things in the wrong way
And how something wrong I might say
Sorry to know my children are grown
Because I have to let them be on their own
Copyright © Michael Gelb | Year Posted 2010
It came from nowhere, a surprise,
Suddenly stung her in the eyes,
Hurt there like an incision,
Rapidly blurred out her vision.
Welled up, swelling and filling -
Tried to stop without spilling.
Burst warm over lashes and lid,
Cascaded down her cheek half-hid.
Tiny moving river salted
Ran between her lips and halted:
Outflow of her heartfelt sorrow.
Relieved her feelings about tomorrow. . . .
( She recalled a mother long unseen)
. . . . Mum’s birthday - or would have been.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. .
Written by Sydney Peck
1. What’s the 12-line limit? I hope you can accept this 14-line piece. . .
2. Yes, it is a tear which I personally lost, but story is written through the voice
of the narrator as poet ( also me of course).
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
I am so screaming bloody MURDERrrrr!!!!!!!!
catch that Poet Destroyer!! (grr, grr, grrrrrr)
She took my turtle sweetie
then said he tasted salty
Well what did she expect?
She is now my prime suspect!
Gone now is my turtle lovey-poo...
and I'm left crying boo-hoo-hoo
I'm plotting now my sweet revenge
for my love's death I will avenge
Watch out, pd I'm watching you
oh! the pain--your turn to stew!!
Did you know sea turtles shed tears?
Were you not moved when they appeared?
What did you do to the shell?
Did you sell it, do pray tell...
my heart is really breaking, b-r-e-a-k-i-n-g
were you the one who did the chopping??
Did his bones go crunch, crunch, crunch?
who else did the munch, munch, munch?
Thanks to you I shall never see him smile,
never see him again swim in style.
Huh? Who is this crawling towards me??
none other than my turtle honey!?!
What? You mean turtle news got it wrong?
You mean, they messed up all along?
pd wasn't cooking you at all? and not Soup?
So you're telling me I've been duped??
But I know they said she was eating turtles!!
Devouring them in between chortles!!
popping them in her mouth like candy
then chasing them down with shandy!
Oh. OH. OHhhhhhhh.
well why didn't anybody tell me earlier?
now I have to say sorry to p. destroyer??
Ok, ok, I'll be the bigger turtle and apologize.
Sorry so sorry pd, I didn't realize...
You were eating Chocolate turtles, the pecan kind
*blush* *blush* teeheehee, spare me some, if you don't mind??
August 3, 2010 written for pd's turtle soup contest
ahaha a bit long-winded sorry I didn't know
where this would take me, had fun though,,,,
+ Linda-Marie I hope you don't mind, I just had to
take from your honey poo & use "poo" as well
for my own turtle-poo ;) lol too cute
Copyright © kabuteng P.iNk k. | Year Posted 2010
When I lifted my cup of tea A drop fell on you, without any idea
Your face become so angry I was tempted to tender sorry
During the journey, you broke the silence Like signaling a symbolic acceptance
You queried about the destination I guided you to your satisfaction
Your talk was very friendly Our conversation became fondly
Even after the journey, we spoke a lot We travelled to many colorful spot
Our love begun so accidentally Impressed to ignite immortally
You became my life’s honey, Gifted to me, during the journey!
Love began with a sorry Now you propose to marry!
Above poem is adapted from the eBook “FIRE WITHOUT FIRE IS ETERNAL! AND OTHER POEMS ON HAPPY LOVE ” by Mr.V.Muthu manickam. Copyright is held by V.Muthu manickam. Tweet him at : @mpvmuthu5.
Copyright © V.MUTHU MANICKAM | Year Posted 2015
as I lie in this womb
for it's my heart you'll hear beat soon
da beat beat beat
and da tapping of tiny feet
was my mighty sword
words of disgrace
embedded in my taste
drug of ill fath
served on my plate
you have rather me died
than to hear my wimper and cries
I could of made you proud
instead of being wrapped in this tiny shroud
now I am someone else's angel
wearing a nice shinny golden halo
as my unspoken words goes out to you
I hope your next child won't have to go through this too
Tribute To The Unborn
Unspoken Words Contest
Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2010
Sorry can be like an empty trolley
Like a screaming child without a lolly
We have both hurt each other so much and we are both in pain
I don’t want to hurt anymore I don’t want to blame
Everything happens as God intends
But we are still special companions and friends
From tray day I have looked back
I have walked your pain on every single track
It will end and I will never hurt you again
I don’t want us to ever go through pain
God sent us for each other
You are my companion, my friend my lover
You mean the world to me and I mean the world to you
We cannot leave each other we are stuck like glue
I am sorry and my hurt will stop here
I want you back I want you near
Copyright © R Kumari | Year Posted 2006
I know, when I see you, how terrible you feel
I know you're fatigued and cannot stand still
I know you want to tell the whole world your despair
I know you've lost hope in ritual and prayer;
I know you have worked hard, I know you have tried
I know, how in utter despair, you've cried
I know, how polite and courteous you were
I know you liked to mingle, to share...
I know you looked upon all with the same eye
I've never seen you grieve, I've never seen you sigh...
Now, when you're shattered, I've nothing to say
We can do nothing, but quietly go away -
If I were Lord, I wouldn't bear this injustice
By shattering one's life, I wouldn't get peace,
But I'm a mere mortal, with a mind and a soul
I can't give you success, I can only console.
Copyright © SOHOM GUPTA | Year Posted 2015
For evermore I will repent
For not having saved a cent
For my retiring aging years.
For spendthrift ways I am in tears
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2012
The monster became a living, walking nightmare
my dive into insanity, no longer perfect, containing a blank stare
I should resist, the monster will find me, run away with me
Pretend to hear my meager complaints, force me to see what I'm afraid to see
Blame and guilt, volleying right and left, up and down
It's crashing me closer, with every step, I'm falling to the ground
It's all a game, just play along, play the game, play it well
Brimming confidence, dissolved in thoughts, of what? I won’t tell
Demons, devil born souls, run quick, run fast, stand my ground
No sense of fear, n sense of foreboding, not even a slight sound
High speed, pursuit of hell, bent on going, bent on crashing
Giving into the power, life's faster, lights flashing
Crash and torment me again, my eyes close after all
The beginning of the end for me, feeling numb after the fall
Is there a way out? I'm different, distant and moved on
Listen to the water, calling, coaxing into death, I'm gone
Endless, empty cloud; dreamless oblivion; oxygen, exhalation
Am I dead? Still alive? Broken into pieces, I need motivation
Reality closes in, walls me in; until there’s nothing there
Death comes behind me, containing a blank stare.
Copyright © Candice Vega | Year Posted 2009
Unspoken words linger on my mind. Silence cried a river of tears
Perhaps those are unwritten words ought to be read in everyone's hearts.
Copyright © Cheryl Aldea | Year Posted 2012
I welcome you all to the dance
A place where souls are held in trance
Destiny is our truest fate
Taking your soul will feel great
I was born unto this life
To distribute pain and strife
There is nothing you can do
I shall have this dance with you
As we dance across the floor
I shall show you what destiny is for
You can try with all your might
I will have this dance tonight
As we dance you should know
I will crawl up in your soul
So take my hand and join the dance
I hold your soul in my trance
No need to try and run away
With your soul I shall play
By the time I am through
Nothing that you can do
For I shall leave you like a shell
As I take your soul with my spell
There is nothing like a dark romance
So will you please join the dance?
Beauty can be rated by so many things
Like the noise birds make as they sing
Beauty is a flower growing from a seed
It also is a baby tender with its needs
If a person takes the time to look around
There is so much beauty on this earth to be found
Beauty can be a mountain all covered up with snow
Or it can be firelight with its entrancing glow
One thing in my life I have come to know
No beauty is as beautiful as the beauty of the soul
I posted this this way to show how
much poetry has changed me. I
guess now you understand why
I wanted to bury them old poems.
Sometimes like right now I just
can't help but cry for my pain is
Copyright © Michael Jordan | Year Posted 2007
Sorry For The Danettes
by Rick Rucker
I'm so sorry, neighbor Sun,
For what my little dog has done!
I don't see how it could even happen, that a dog that has to jump to pee,
Could impregnate a dog that, when standing, is five foot three!
Analyzing the "attack,"
Your dog must have been on her back,
Egging poor little Heinrick on,
Once started, I'm sure, he was gone!
Still, you must admit,
That they are quite a hit,
With all the local brats,
Who use them to chase the cats!
At two feet long, and legs real small,
They can hide behind a soccer ball!
Jumping out, running like the wind,
Those once-fat cats, are much more thinned.
Please accept my apology,
For Heinrick's lesson in Impossible Biology!
Copyright © Rick Rucker | Year Posted 2010
Tomorrow was a day too late
remorse spent a sleepless night of blame.
Yesterday’s gone without warning
regret's second-chance now has no aim.
Today’s lament sounds so empty
reconciliation woke to shame.
What's wrong with being truthful?
Not speaking up is a waiting game.
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2012
Oh little Israel look around
Egypt has taken over your towns
Oh little Israel don’t you see
All that is left is rubble and debris
Tornados have swept through fields of old
As your people continued to worship gods of silver and gold
Hurricanes destroyed their precious land
As their cries looked up and then shouted quick demands
Oh little Israel they have forgotten the one
Who made the stars moon and sun
Oh little Israel look who they have allowed to rule
Puppets on strings are there new favorite tool
When foundations are cracked it affects the entire city
If repentance does not come soon it will be such a pity
For a rebellious generation is already on the rise
Quick fixes and false ambitions, each ready to compromise
Oh little Israel you have a voice
Tell all of Egypt they still have a choice
When they Surrender and begin to remove
All in which I don’t approve
Healing waters will run once again
Egypt must make God their savior not just their friend.
By: Sabina Nicole
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2012
Her skin white, drained
Her expression dark, pained
Eyes staring out, completely blank
Hair lifeless, dank
Her fingers curled, still
In her mouth, a cyanide pill
Copyright © Sev Smith | Year Posted 2012
I’m Sorry, Lord
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
I’m Sorry. Oh, dear Lord, my God.
While imperfect on this earth I trod.
Forgive me, sins of omission.
As I live by will in submission.
One wrong choice after another,
Soon, I turned my head from a brother.
Then, focused mostly on myself.
Love: Thy example, put on the shelf.
I’m sorry, dearest, perfect God.
I failed to hold to Thy iron rod.
I made new friends; they seemed so dear.
Thy muddied teachings once crystal clear.
Temptation came to blinded eyes.
And I listened to the devil’s lies.
Rationalizing: next best friends.
Forgetting to know the wages: sins.
I’m sorry, Lord. Your love ignored.
I turned away from Thy care adored.
Forgive me for my youthful ways.
I forgot to love Thee day by day.
Now kneel I humbly at Thy throne.
Heal my heart. Understanding has grown.
Forgive me for forgetting, God.
I’m sorry for imperfections trod.
This poem was written for Christie Moses, I’m Sorry Contest.
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2009
I APOLOGIZE TO ALL IN ADVANCE
I want to apologize to all in advance - if I am more little than rude
I have travelled along way and can appear a little bit over shrewd
Happy in life have I been to walk along - wearing others old shoes
Though now I can say - I am picky just to whose old shoes I chose
It is fair to say - just like others - I have been in life to hell and back
It has made me very arrogant and more times than often I lack tact
But I am not born from bad intentions - when I put across my views
I can pick funny - sad - happy and can even get stuck into the blues
Then just any way but loose - I can just shove it in between the lines
And not far I would say - getting it down so it all comes up in rhymes
Reading other learned poets - I can more than see the hidden depth
There are times I end up saying have we somewhere not already met
So if in any way I end up offending you - I can assure it was not meant
Just I was born in a farm yard me - and not down at the local convent
My motto to myself - always remains the same - is just to let it all flow
If what I write doesn’t get a rating - then just get on with it - let it go
There is more I could write about - but couplets just doesn’t let it show
But I am just a quick and easy lass - to ever get into the corrected know
I would just love to write a sonnet - and wow you all - between the eyes
But it is just no my forte - if I did - it would just to me - would be all lies
Some write about the cosmos - but to me it just never seems to appeal
Some write with such an intellect - like it is understood and a done deal
Others write of words - that seem to just liquefy and to us all they anoint
Where as the old common me - just writes to get in straight to the point
My mind just cannot cope with the metaphors - it takes to write the lines
Or all the rules and regulations that make poetry - I cannot see the signs
Expanding my written vocabulary - is just for me never going to be an aim
And I know what I write down - to others can seem a little more than lame
I just write as it comes - leaving those brave enough to read and endure
The more than brazen overrated brave imagination of me - Indiana Shaw
Indiana Shaw . . . ; )
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2016
I'm saying sorry to all of you,
The sorrow is like an arrow piercing me through.
I never ment the stupid things I said,
I'll keep them in my heart 'till I'm dead.
I need to know so I can be free.
Will you forgive me?
Copyright © Louise Reilly | Year Posted 2007
This poem is donated to a friend who died saving my own life.
Who shot Chelsey?
It was the 10th of the 2nd, 2010,
Nobody knew who he was or who shot his men.
We were 10, we always were the same,
We always joked and laughed and said it was lame.
We were Carrananum...
When we trained we were the same,
But we had a different name.
People knew things weren't right,
We would train through the night.
We were young and you we're stolen from me,
I always cried waiting for someone to answer my plea.
They took me, they did for 3 years,
I could still feel you dying and hear the shot ringing in my ears.
I feel and see you age and I will never forget you, even till the day I met you, I will always love you, Chelsey, even till the day I die. No one will replace you, you will always be by my side. You shouldn’t have taken the bullet. It was mine, my way out. Your death will never go in vain. Sister in arms and sister in my heart.
I was dying,
I was sick of crying.
We knew it both that 1 day I would go,
When you died, that week I tried to not let it snow.
Copyright © Shennia Pride | Year Posted 2016
Am So Sorry You Do Not Trust
Am so sorry that in many do not trust
To have faith in God is what you must
Do when you will want to be saved
Loves us best when are well-behaved.
In God's mighty love is much magic
Things may often happen being tragic
Yet we still do know that God is there
Plenty of Him and much more to spare.
Are some things to understand I insist
Will be a particular point on your wrist
You always need for pulse to measure
Blood flowing in body that you treasure.
No pulse is indication of possible death
Heart does beat on after dying breath
When heart stops reached greatest goal
This is when God will save your soul.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2016