Best Apologize Poems
Don't ask me to apologize for being the monster inside
I refuse to set any agony i have aside
Don't ask me to torch out the fuse i have growing
There is so much torment behind this face without anyone knowing
Don't ask me to unmask this demon i enshrine deep in the dark
It fuels my spirit, whats left of me creating a tiny spark
Don't ask me to let go of the past
All the exploitation has been passed
Don't ask me to neglect the flashbacks you put into my head
So many wounds on my arms from the times you made me bled
Don't ask me to excuse all the sin you created
Cause my heart is buried distant enough it has to be gated
Don't ask me to uncoil and live a little
For how many times you beat me till my bones became brittle
Don't ask me to not dread all of this
I'd have to count the times of deaths i'd nearly miss
You've made me the monster
now don't ask me to apologize
With these eyes I can see,
my fingers writing,
what my heart feels.
My letter was written,
then left on my desk,
lost amongst the bills.
It was meant to be sent,
with love and kisses,
hoping we could make amends.
The stamp waited to be placed,
your envelope wasn't sealed,
to the mailbox I never raced.
Like a leaf in the breeze,
It blew away,
scattered amongst the trees.
I left my pen,
for one day perhaps,
it will press me again.
Then I'll mail you my love,
signed, stamped and delivered,
from me in heaven above.
When I was young my parents taught me…without ever telling me why
that whatever happens to me in life…boys aren’t supposed to cry.
For years I heeded that childhood lesson…and anytime tears escaped my eyes
I would quickly try to hide them…or if someone saw them…I’d apologize.
Even as a man when I felt tears forming…whenever my emotions would spike
I’d quickly try to suppress them…to hold my finger in the dike.
I wish my parents had taken the time…and taught that little boy
the advantages there are in tears of sorrow…the benefits in tears of joy.
How teardrops have many functions…but two of their ultimate goals
are their ability to cleanse our hearts…and the power to soothe our souls.
Luckily for me and my tear-imprisoned eyes
I met a woman along the way who taught me how to cry.
When I saw how easily her tears flowed…that she was not afraid to cry
knowing the way I was brought up…I had to ask her why!
“I never stop my crying.” She said. “Crying starts the healing only tears can bring.”
“And once my heart has finished weeping…only then…can it begin to sing.”
So…to all the young (and old) ones out there…a lesson I learned late….
When it comes to tears and crying…do not hesitate….
Never hold back your tears
never dry your eyes…
cry whenever your heart feels like crying…
and when you cry…do not apologize.
...But the problem with apologies
is where exactly do we start?
The Aztecs took thousands of slaves,
and ‘praised their gods’ but cutting out hearts.
The Indians enslaved each other,
and settlers in the many wars,
but the Spanish enslaved them,
equal opportunity horror.
And the British enslaved the Irish,
three hundred thousand sent across seas,
often used when black slaves were not,
since they were comparably cheap.
The black slaves people had to buy
from squabbling African kings,
raided their foes for human cargo,
they profited off the damn thing!
China had slaves, and India too,
Ancient Romans, Egyptians, and Greece…
But of all these civilizations
which one set out to make it cease?
It wasn’t the great peoples of the past
that fought hard to end this great pain,
the western word drove slavery’s end,
no other cultures can make that claim.
Folks today have no perspective
of the evil we put in the dirt,
slavery was no exception,
it was long the norm on this earth.
And now, instead of celebrate
this huge and moral achievement,
we’re demonized because back then
we had not yet set the precedent?
We’re told we have to give folks cash,
that it is all ‘stolen money,’
when most of this country’s great wealth
was born in states where labor was free?
Look at the south and at the north
way back during the civil war,
the slave states starved in slow collapse,
the free state out-built them and more.
When less than two percent of folks
ever claimed that they owned a slave,
to blame us all is asinine,
dishonors those who died to save
the country from this age-old sin,
those who ought to try a new path,
and insults all those alive right now
who think slavery worth our wrath.
But if you still want apologies
look at every one close to you,
their ancestors were slave-owners,
and guess what? Yours owned them too.
Ever so sorry
My sincerest appologies
It must be my turn to apologise again
As my forlorn downtrodden mood
Is obviously stopping me from
putting you first
And displeasing you and causing
some mild discomfort from
feeling so much better
So better i as you revert to type
As otherwise god gorbid you may
terminate our so called friendship
If there is nothing in it for you
With these eyes I can see,
my fingers writing,
what my heart feels,
a message to my late mom.
My letter was written,
then left on my desk,
it was meant to be sent,
with kisses and love.
The stamp waited to be placed,
your envelope wasn't sealed,
that's the reason why,
to the mailbox I never raced.
Then came the day,
to bid a bye to the world,
it was like a candle,
that it blew away.
As days passed by,
I realized that there was something wrong,
now it was too late to apologize,
for the mistakes I made.
Someday I miss,
the burn of a love lost,
or maybe,
I didn't realize your true love.
I gave you every drop of tears I got,
because the best ,the best way,
for one day I dreamt,
perhaps I will never see you again.
Then I'll mail it to you mom,
signed,stamped and addressed,
to you in heaven above.
PEACE
Down he sojourned
On life's journey
Encounters upon encounters
Mistakes he made
Even offences...
To the people he met
"Apologize" ...he was told by some....
This he did
To erase his misdeeds
"Am I forgiven", he wondered
For others could not yield
To the gesture, so human
"Go get some counselling"
They advised...
Insinuating insanity
To such he said
"Apologize as well"
You have to do what God wants
If God put it in your heart
to go to the store and buy a whole bunch of canned goods for someone
Do it
You don't know what that person is going through
So don't judge
Someone told me
"The first to apologize is the bravest
The first to forgive is the strongest
The first to forget is the happiest"
We should live by example
You can only have by what you show
So show plenty, okay?
lol
Got to tell you a story
A friend told me her son had told her
that he felt sad when people did not
participate on Halloween
I don't know but what she said
touched my heart
And I went out and bought candies
and put them out on front porch for them to help themselves
I bet I made some of those kids never forget that
You never know what someone does or say
that touches your heart
But that is when God is talking to you
But I will make sure that I never forget Halloween again :)
Okay I am done for now
Hope you get blessed
An apology is a letter we write with our hearts to those that we know we’ve wronged so that we will be able to make the situation a little less hurtful than it was when it started. They don’t always work, but those that do have a tenancy to make us a bit better, although the emotion still remains even after.
And, when it doesn’t work, we continue to sit by and let the emotions fester and boil into a soup of metabolic fuel called anger. We let is metastasize within us, staying there and whispering little things into our ears, and becoming the thing we call a grudge. And when we finally do see the light, we either had enough confidence and morality to even bother to forgive, or we were the same cowards that walk away every time there’s a scrape or a fight instead of standing up for themselves as they should.
We can’t always control what goes up or down in the roller coaster we’re forced to ride on a daily basis. But what we can do is forgive. We can’t always forget when we should or remember what we must when we need to, but the least we can do is forgive. Because sometimes forgiveness has less to do with the pain of the heart and more to do with the pain of the mind.
Mom, you need to get it together, dear.
Your family problems are severe.
Favoritism in your home is seen clearly.
You’ve pushed him into trouble more than mildly.
Upon confrontations, you stand guilty.
This is oh so too familiar to me.
Mom, the born again Christian,
Should we mention?
Often she resorts to cursing,
When an apology is suggested.
Knows so much regarding scriptures,
But actions toward her child,
Who has a call on his life,
The teaching’s definitely not practiced.
She’s wondering why things,
Are the way they are?
Well, because no sincere apology thus far.
Your children only often end up doing,
What they see you do growing up.
Yes, the Bible says when one is saved,
Old things are passed away,
And things are become new.
The Bible says also to confess our sins
To each other,
And train up a child in the way,
He should go.
Not saying that you did not do the latter,
But the middle is left undone.
You need to apologize to your,
Middle seed before more,
Damage to your family tree comes.
Mom, you hurt him badly,
Confess your guilt and move on.
Who’s depending on it?
Your well-being and son.
Mom, stop living a lie,
Woman up and apologize.
wrote 1-18-10
They cant deny the lies.
So they apologize.
They got in trouble so the boss severed ties.
They're sorry they made you cry.
They didn't mean to hurt you.
Its true, is there anything they can do.
They know their apology is way overdue.
They didn't mean to say those racist things.
Words are sharp, they have got to sting.
They will offer you some money, Ka-Ching!
They're sorry they touched you there, it was wrong.
But you knew it was the only way they would play your song.
You had no choice but to play along.
Nobody blames you for selling your body.
Even though it was kind of naughty.
Its not your fault for being such a hotty.
It doesn't matter if you are straight or gay.
As long as they say they're sorry it will be okay.
Your supposed to forgive them and go away.
That's the world we live in TODAY!
Loving me is hurting you, I can see it in your eyes.
It breaks my heart the know that I am the reason you are not alright.
Maybe if I explain to you what I am going through, maybe then loving me won't be hurting you.
I am lonely; and I hate to sleep alone.
There isn't anyone waiting at home for me, so I just stay gone.
When I do the things you think I should, I only miss you more.
Missing you makes me cry; I don't want to cry anymore.
One day feels like eternity, a minute an entire lifetime.
I don't know who I am anymore; this life, it isn't mine.
It hurts my heart to live this way; living without you.
I am so sorry that loving me hurts you so....I am hurting too.
love me
I am not a graceful person
I am not a sunday morning or
A friday sunset. I am a tuesday
2 a.m. I am gunshots muffled by a
Few city blocks, I am a broken window
During February. My bones crack on
A nightly basis. I fall from elegance with
A dull thud, and I apologize for my
Awkward sadness. I sometimes believe
That I don't belong around people, that I
Belong to all the leaps days that didn't happen.
The way light and darkness mix under my skin
Has become a storm.
You don't see the lightning,
But you hear the
Echoes.
It wasn’t long b4 I noticed that LOOK
A few days clean was all it TOOK
More time passed, got to shakin then SHOOK
And reality hit like a cold left HOOK
I gave you my love and moral SUPPORT
Congratulated you on good effort put FORTH
Gave all of me, my love, my WEALTH
But it wasn’t enuff 2 make you love YO’SELF
Powerless we are, please RECOGNIZE
I wish I could help you, I APOLOGIZE
I watched you all night rubbed yo back when it HURT
But nursing you thru it only made it WORSE
Now it’s time to cut the CORD
U gotta fight yo own battles, borrow my SWORD
I cain’t fight for you, although I AGONIZE
I did it before, I APOLOGIZE
You say you love me, I believe that’s TRUE
But I cain’t give you a boost without going down TOO
I gotta stay up, but I will keep PRAYIN
Pray you’ll come around, stop sliding and PLAYIN
Time’s runnin out, there’s not much LEFT
Gather yo strength play the cards you were DEALT
I wish I could help you, been down this road BEFORE
I did all I could, now I cain’t do no MORE
I APOLOGIZE
Written & copyrighted by Tone Jaxson
tears rolling down
from behind my eyes
It almost feels foreign to me now
I'm not used to crying
like clockwork,on the anniversary
of your death
They well up once more
what a waste of life
What a thoughtless way to go
What a mess it was,
the way it unfolded
so much unsaid and left up in the air
just like a young Lover's relationship, abruptly ended
I stormed out
without even a Goodbye
unaware someone
would take your life
and standing above your box
We could only apologize