Blame Poems - Poems about Blame

I thought at your fiftieth we would make up, I saved every drop to buy you a new Ford. Your Royce is still sweet, but it needs a backup— Not a Lincoln, a Mustang I could afford. But you threw the keys back at me in fury, You let your friends mock me with horrid laughter. On our disputes, you turned...

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there i sat at 1am thinking about where i went wrong as tears poured down my face like an unearthly waterfall i remember every conversation trying though as to remember why did they like me? did they even truly like me? or was it a game only, someone has to put that blame on them because i didn’t do anything wrong or so i thought yet i...

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It was a memorable evening, bright with my beautiful, charming fiancé (once my wretched, tormented heart's delight) near the old village of Fatheringay. Drawn by the lilt of a whispery voice, we found ourselves in a dark, rustic pub. An inner misgiving questioned our choice. A man served drinks from a hook on a stub.   After imbibing a strange, bubbling brew, we dawdled the full moon-lit countryside. In...

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O God of blistered stars and silence, I crawl to You with blood beneath my nails— Not theirs, my own. I tore at shame like bark from skin, But it rooted deeper still. Do You see me now? A cathedral of cracked marrow, Where hallelujahs rot before they bloom— I cannot pray without trembling. The night — I dare not name it — Stitched its...

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Were you looking for me? Her diabolical dog Disaster asked. She rolled her eyes. Disaster knew she was looking for him. She had called his name over twenty times. Who tore open the cereal box? Why is it on the floor? Disaster circled it but admitted nothing. Who chewed up the new roll of toilet paper? Disaster looked pointedly at his mistress’s...

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I can't blame anyone, not even the one you love I'm sure you both have stories to fill pages with— about how you met and fell for each other I do not have the right to claim you, so the question of hate seems outrageous My nights are haunted by the dead and the living You are a beacon I always...

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Blame Everyone likes to point fingers and Make sure someone else is Always at fault, but that can be a Lame excuse when the finger pointers share the Blame. ...

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If love is... feeling unloved, anxious and starved, give my regards Does the torment of love's hate eliminate pain? If love is trembling lips and sultry eyes, upon them everlasting cries, Charcoal tears that pour What answers are there for these unwanted sores? Binding spells of the unforgiving way swells She the accuser shames with her bitter blame Aging with, until the bitter end Accusing of his unrequited love Awaits...

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I choose to dwell in frothy clouds… with a mindset unfixed Random instincts spaced out In the cumulus mix An expansive effusion Far out and beyond my temporal shackles Free are my thoughts without prompt Closed minds shallow and desolate debacles dissipate in this airy romp On wispy clouds I dwell in… high above I’ve risen Here no need to reason nor the blends...

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Moans, sleep deprivation, Groans across our great nation. Blame all dumb inventors, Droughts, floods, some mentors! We'll vanish on timely wings, Faults saving daylight brings!...

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Just got new glasses, well new lenses, same frames Expected an improvement but it seems much the same Could age be a factor My hopes are shattered Not a young whipper snapper, maybe age is to blame ...

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Weird day-what can I say? How many times can I mess up? Can I start over, or just fast forward? Is 8pm too early to put on my pajamas and call the day over?...

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Is today a new year in any way? Thirty first and first look too much the same. The snows that the sky and cold winds still spray, Are still making me feel cold without blame. Hardship bought me no coat on a cold day. Homelessness is what they falsely proclaim. But there, in their closets coats beg to leave. My back pleads...

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It is so easy to blame others for being hurt, stressful situations, bad decisions that others made yet, a small voice is telling you that you contributed to the mess A life fully lived is a life that is not clean and perfect like you see on social media and Christmas cards. It is full of pain, hurt, and ugly words exchanged by...

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Hair Long to short and teeth once straight BUT now instead crooked Food made fresh, BUT now instead eat nothing, that requires me to cook it The body with an ...

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