Regret

Regret is like a hot coal in the right hand,
And shuffled quickly to the left, then back again
With fervored reproach giving harsh reprimand
In a heart broken world that no words can soften.

Thus stomach's cruel acids give rise to great pain,
While the brain's daily thoughts are construed in a blur.
Soon friendship is lost when regret makes its gain.
Kick far the hot coal. Let not regret reoccur.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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George Avatar
July 1, 2024 at 6:07 AM
Regrets will take away the joy and beauty of life. Just as a piece of smoldering coal burns the hand that holds it, regret will burn our heart. Keep aside all regrets and learn to enjoy life. A well articulated poem, dear Hilda.
Greenhough Avatar
September 21, 2024 at 12:16 PM
I'm glad you liked it. Thank you for reading.
Scott Avatar
October 3, 2023 at 11:09 PM
Regret - it can eat away - decisions we should have made, better choices, unsaid words.. all of those things. But forgiveness is a wonderful thing to fully embrace, not just of others but ourselves too.. in our growing, learning, maturing, mistake-making. This poem is part of a healing journey for me - just knowing we are not alone :) finding the hug of forgiveness and the words "I see you"
Greenhough Avatar
October 4, 2023 at 7:30 AM
Your reply is a poem in its own right. Thanks for your comment.
Bowring Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 8:07 AM
Such a well written poem Hilda and so true. I love the line, ‘ In a heart broken world that no words can soften’. Thought provoking. Also love the last two lines in particular. Words of great wisdom. Regret can be a truly awful thing/emotion. Enjoyed this very much. Thank you for sharing :)
Greenhough Avatar
September 26, 2023 at 8:16 AM
I wish we had the knowledge when we were born as we obtain in later years. Then there would be less regret. Thank you for your comment.
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