Best Mistake Poems
You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day.
Your thoughts are racing through
and through.
You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very
much loved in grace.
Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.
You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.
So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.
where's mistake perhaps i have found
without loving my heart can't live sound
i never hurt any one as i know and think
misunderstanding may cause due to missing link
i am suspected and sometimes i am blamed
without any fault many times i am ashamed
i know i am very simple and God believer
i love all so i am inflicted in to brain fever
though love is my biggest mistake ever i find
this mistake rebuilds me and gives me peace of mind
Written on: 2nd July 2016
Not complaining, choosing to flow with the breeze
Not complaining, finding true thanks on my knees
Not complaining, no one promised me easy
Not complaining, grooving on a white daisy
I see you seeking cellular validation
A selfie world that's your own fabrication
Your mind is spinning, hope is on vacation
Will you find salvation?
Not complaining, content to just pretend along
Not complaining, disfunction blending with my song
No complaining , unsettled games we both play
Not complaining, a price I’m willing to pay
I'm thinking somewhere in a different time
We will find truth, without popped pills with wine
I'm praying at the the end of the line
you might be mine
Not complaining, tripping with you at midnight
Not complaining, bathing in your gorgeous light
Not complaining, you are amazing to me
Not complaining, if you're the last one I see
Riding on my Banana seat
Bike wheels spinning to the beat
I loved you being close to me
feeling so free
Not complaining, when you hitch hiked away
Not complaining, I did know you wouldn't stay
Not complaining, choosing to flow with the breeze
Not complaining, finding true thanks on my knees
Not complaining, even though my heart’s breaking
Not complaining, you're the mistake I keep making!
For John Hamilton's End of The Line contest
December 12th 2017
beware the red flame
from the east that tracks the sun...
world domination
© Harry J Horsman 2021
Finding forgiveness for foolish fights
my heart, tends to overrule my head.
And although I should've known better,
I chose to believe the words you said.
You swore you'd never hurt me again;
begging me to please unlock my door.
And now you plead for just one more chance;
like you have, so many times before.
I try to convince myself you've changed,
that you suddenly care how I feel.
But, although my heart wants to believe,
many open wounds, refuse to heal.
Memories of lies and betrayal
still haunt the outer fringes of hope.
And dealing with fragmented feelings;
I am not so sure my heart can cope.
I want to forgive, but can't forget,
some things, even time can't erase.
And when the silent screams resurface;
fantasies and nightmares interlace.
I'm scared of taking you back again,
I have a difficult choice to make.
Do I bet on tomorrow's promise,
or gamble on yesterday's mistake?
The maestro conducting the bands
Could get none to follow commands.
Though skilled and respected,
Sadly, he'd neglected
That morning to put on his pants.
2.7.20
For Tania Kitchin's Limerick contest
Confirmed syllable count 8-8-6-6-8
My big mistake was marrying too young.
At twenty, I had so much more to learn.
So many other songs I could have sung;
so many pathways. Which way, though, to turn?
My marriage was not easy, and its start
was far from any bliss I'd dreamed about.
I'd followed strangely neither head nor heart,
and half my life would find me with some doubt.
But I am faithful to the very end.
Two children came and went; they're doing well.
I treasure poetry and each sweet friend.
Could things have turned out better? I can't tell,
for what if I'd wed someone I'd perceived
to be a prince but later been deceived?
For the Biggest Mistake contest of Laura Loo
Written July 1, 2016
*For meter's sake I used Big instead of Biggest, but I'd wish the true title to have a question mark, which is not able to be used in our title headings, just for the fact that I don't feel one can ever really know if something was one's biggest mistake without having tried a much different path!
Everybody is walking alone on the road
Only me standing here with a barren eyeful
I can hear that they are singing or weeping
Silent, silent only I have to be silent
With this solitary life
I cannot see the reason behind my existing
I seem to have no specific mission,
So, I have to think this is a failing
I can see that everyone is passing aside
I heard also their sound or sing or cry
Silent, silent only I have to look ahead
I guess overall this must be a beautiful mistake instead!
In my mind
Where silent thoughts
Reveal the truth, the depths
Of my hopes, dreams and feelings…
There is a piercing voice
One who announces my flaws
The faults which remind me that
I am human and humans err
Sometimes badly
Other times, sadly
And still other times, madly
I am a human and I stumble
Both within and outwardly
With mistakes and faults that feel
Like they may just penetrate
The very soul with their heartless
Vicious influence on my spirit
In my heart
Where emotions breathe compassion
And light illuminates wisdom
Giving grace to the sincerity
Of a faith that is more alive
Than the blood in my veins
In my heart
There are a million second chances
New thoughts and new directions
Opportunities for advancement
Assurance that I am someone
Who is like a light in the darkness
Spreading joy and rays of hope
Kindness that is flavored with thoughts
That bring calm to the chaotic
Enlightenment into sorrow and despair
Elation to the music and bliss to the song
Whispers of enthusiasm that dance
Through the heart’s shadows in silhouettes
Of pure wonder, pure pleasure, pure delight
In the depths of my soul
I can always know that this conscience of mine
Is alive with potential and vision
Warming the way toward God’s heaven
With a mountain of little lessons that tell me
I have learned, I have grown, I have become
A warrior in this weary old world
Where my heart, mind and soul always know
As I walk down this path of courage
Inviting my dreams to listen to the sound
Of a million trees coloring the wind
In hues of optimism, faith that sustains
And second chances to be who I am
When I listen to my conscious and my faith
Telling me to always do my very best
Reach out with an honest desire to be
The one God has breathed into me
The soul who only needs to hear with a heart
Who walks by the river of hope, faith and love
Bringing insight into the spirit kissed by God
Voice of Conscience Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
May 30, 2021
I’m six feet below the ground; where I sleep
My body stopped moving and I can’t breathe
A little air, I think, is all I need
But I’m trapped underground and I can’t see
It’s so dark and what was that, did someone knock?
No, just someone walking over this place that I rot
I wish I could scream, I wish somebody would talk to me
Was it a mistake to take my life of disbelief?
I just wanted someone to take away the monotony
All the darkness in my life I thought everything was a lie
I tried to show someone how I felt inside
And then I ended it...well at least I tried
But even in death, I just wish I would die…
Two successive dates
I failed to hit the mark
I'm sorry for the mistakes
And the crestfallen shark
On the first, I didn't use
Much needed commas and slashes
Flowers I failed to produce
Absent were the flamenco flashes
I now do understand
Beauty of punctuation
Undulations of the land
Whispering illustration
And the slanting slashes
Those acute angles
Poetry to eyelashes
Loosening many tangles
Superb instrument dash
A pause to look at your work
Warns you before being rash
Watches where lightning lurks
Stanzas bring out sparks
Red violet and pink
A ray between two darks
A fillip to potent ink
Thanks for your expertise
It has made me mature
No mistakes in the next exercise
I'm more than sure
Especially the short stanzas
I was unmindful so long
Now these will be in bonanza
Lilac lyrics of a song
Do fix the next date
Mistake-free poems I'll give you
You will feel a tidal elate
Like the autumn silver dew
_________________________________
August 31, 2019
Overcoming Mistakes Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Playing defense with terrorism,
—another name for suicide
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)
I messed up
I made a mistake
Embarrassed beyond words
I was lost
Living in the past
Nothing I could say
No excuse can I give
I was caught in the moment
And memories of you
The damage done
Cannot be repaired
I'm at a loss
Of what to do
"I'm sorry" seems LAME
Not good enough
So I'll walk away
I'll leave you alone
Goodbye Again
My Dear Friend
You were never a problem
no disaster, no tears
If loving you was a mistake
you are my favorite one
I look for traces of you
in some guys I meet
then I remember your smile and kiss
and hope I'll grow in love again
Some get things right the first time.
Most of us do not.
Mistake. Mistake.
A rubber cake.
Okay, it is not edible, but if we roll it into balls, can we bounce it?
Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.
What did you do wrong? My mother asks me.
If I knew that, I would be able to make a fortune.
Nine bouncy balls out of a cake mix.
Imagine how smart that is.
Mistakes can be wonderful!
My friends and I follow my cake down the sidewalk,
Not eating it.
But enjoying
it
with
a
real
fondness