Sorry Friendship Love Poems | Examples
These Sorry Friendship Love poems are examples of Friendship Love poems about Sorry. These are the best examples of Friendship Love Sorry poems written by international poets.
Skin softened by sadness
Alone in madness
Let's damage the plot
So they talked
but we forgot
Still forged strength in fires
Laughing at their desires
We're all we got
Fate did not hold us prisoner
But I'll still provide
Cradle the parts
Flattened by neglect
They can't harm what's next
Love has no contest
Same in same out
I was bright but too dark
Quiet but too loud
Kind but too mean
Private but too seen
But tomorrow I'll be everything
Envelope all mass
Matter more than the past
Hold weight beyond measure
There would've always be an
empty portion on your plate
Look and see my face
We weren't prisoners to fate
Oh, you'll be sorry
But you don't have to be hungry
From close to distant, we drifted away,
A smile once warm feels foreign today.
Like strangers again, we awkwardly greet,
Casual glances where my heart used to beat.
It’s strange to think somebody so near,
Could vanish like clouds and simply disappear.
I know I’m to blame for the things that went wrong,
But what’s in the past can’t change with a song.
I’m sorry I struggled with communication,
I’m not like others, skilled in conversation.
I wish I were better at knowing what to say,
I could have pulled you close instead of pushing away.
In the end, I think it’s better this way,
We greet, we nod, then silently walk away.
Though time may pass, the memories still play,
It feels like ages, though it was just months away.
I have no thoughts of anymore,
I am in a wilderness of thoughts,
I am green about where I am,
I don’t feel myself in place,
I can’t tell where I am.
This is because of you,
You who gave me love in abundance,
You who taught me the beauty of love,
I can’t see anyone else,
I see you.
Whenever I think about you,
I feel the heavens falling down,
And when you show me love,
I feel sitting on the right-hand side of Jesus,
Youi gave me the real definition of love.
The majority feel haunted,
But they have no say about this,
My ex-lovers wish to make U-turn,
But goods once sold are not returnable,
Am Sorry Am Taken.
I feel like I am losing you
Sorry to be blunt
This poem; not a cry for help or
Attention grabbing stunt
I know you are no possession
And even if you were
I have no claim, no stake in you
I know that you'll concur
And yet I feel quite vacant
Like a part of you has left
Not anxious, just uncertain
This feeling in my chest
I don't know how to fix this
Not wanting to impose
I have to be myself I guess
Not in someone else's clothes
So there. I said it.
I'm hoping you don't mind
It's just this insecurity
That's less than cruel; unkind.
Whenever I get close to you
Your presence makes me soar
It's just the way the story goes
Repeats itself. Once more.
You said you were cured
What sickness doth ail you?
I thought we were friends
So what wall did you break through?
We chat so infrequently
Your condition is hidden
Like you locked away feelings
Like a wild horse unridden
You said you were cured
If it's true I'm all for it
I just wanted the best
If it hurts don't ignore it
I wonder if somewhere
I neglected to say this
As we journeyed so briefly
As a friend was I remiss?
You said you were cured
Of this thing unrecounted
Of this heaviest burden
From your shoulders, unmounted
I pray for you; healing
And love and a wholeness
I'm sorry it's late
I'm regretful for slowness
I pray for you; respite
And a peace unrelenting
That the kindness of others
Overwhelms while presenting
You said you were cured
I don't want to believe it
If the medicine's love
There's still time to receive it
I missed those days, back where you bet a teddy for me
my face lifted up and it’s beautiful to see
We’re changing convos, typical longings
Between you and me
Like match made in heaven, take me back to those memories again..
Your smile melts me in a way
Those ocean eyes I want to dive for
seeking hope and fantasies
wanting, needing and telling am I dreaming?
you woke my soul and felt like baby
you’re my everything..
I thought I’m not emotional about this,
Tis’ you and I had this uncertainties
vast emptiness of my yearning heart
wonderings and despairing dreams
happened suddenly there were things left unsaid..
I’m trying to let go of you
Thoughts of you keep taunting me
wishing me back to those time we were just happy,
A single mistake could ruin what we built and I’m sorry for being me
But to tell you honestly, you made me happy..
She’d show how much she loved me
she said, but I’m not sure of the amount;
forty seven different ways I think
but I really nearly lost count.
She ducked and she dived,
she gyrated and she turned
to show me every trick
I think she’d ever learned.
My heart it was pounding.
I was in a state of shock.
I think I was only saved
by my old alarm clock.
She leapt from the bed
across to the chair
swiftly getting dressed
from her clothes piled there.
She said she was sorry,
she’d much rather stay with me
but she just couldn’t be late
to make her husband’s tea.
She told me she loved me
and just couldn’t wait until when
she’d be back to show
just how much again.
I considered moving houses,
then I thought just why?
I may not survive our next encounter
but what a pleasant a way to die
Missed
The distance from here to there
is longer than I dreamed it would be.
I thought I could visit often,
with you, and with me.
Yet the world is against us,
and time is spinning the clock.
The arms are too heavy for me to stop,
or stand in the way.
I am sorry,
and I miss you.
We would laugh all day about nothing at all.
We would go places and get lost.
We would swim in the creak,
back float in the ocean,
and ride in pirate ships...
out to sea.
We would climb mountains in the distance,
that few have names for,
and many are scared and afraid of,
but we would still go,
and watch the show.
We would climb to the moon,
and eat the cheese,
we would go to the edge of the verse.
We would look out across the black hole at the end,
and know that life is worth living,
together with friends that are not afraid.
My world is less crazy now,
and things are nearly silent.
But my memories are full of fire,
and I will never tire...
of remembering you.
Tickle sweet
Will you
No
Why
Don’t
But
Please
Well
Sorry
Yea
Do you
Yea
Me too
Let’s get a burger
Truth can be hurtful
Aw! I know it's spiteful!
Insensitive even
But I don't know to speak otherwise
Never learned to, probably never will.
So here is my promise;
To upset you with the truth
Since you are wise, I believe
You will understand
Change maybe!
And I will be sorry later
Not for telling it
Only for breaking you
With its insensitivity
But generally grateful
For my honesty
You have been so joyously uplifting
You have been marvelous and keen.
You have given me so many wonderful moments.
Good friends, yet we remain unseen.
Poetry Soup is my family now, in addition to others.
I feel we are all moms, dads, cousins, sisters and brothers.
You have made me feel special, you have taken me under your wing.
You have made sad, sorry days better. You have given me a voice to sing.
I am ever so grateful dear poets, for each and every one of you.
I know I will be appreciative from now to forever; your love feels so true.
You Say (You'll Love Tomorrow)
Were here to today
And yesterday's gone
The us in between is an always
Like a season, a second
(A song)
All alone, we will
Struggle with silence
With a sweetness
Without any smiles
The miles say
Whey're for today
With a mystery
(But just for a while)
You say You'll Love Me
I'm sorry, the lessons
Are without any plans
My hands have me
Here for a moment
Without an "withouts"
(Or "ands)
So love tomorrow
Is silly
Like freckles on
Somebodys face
The pace is just
Walk with empty
And leave me
No reasons
(To trace)
Bearing the brunt of betrayal,
his long-time lady lover leaves him
for another flame. Surprisingly saying
"I'm so sorry, Sam, we should start
seeing other people"
Broken by a brutal blindside
out of nowhere. He couldn't comprehend
the reason; the shock shook him
like a loud trembling thunder
shakes someone out in the rain
Suddenly lovelorn,
he's left wondering why.
"What did I do to deserve this?"
To add insult to injury, he learns
she left him for his best friend, Bruce.
STRAND CHOICE P,any form,any theme Poetry Contest( Winner: Honorable Mention)
Sponsored by Brian Strand
Date written: 03/24/2020
A one and a two and a three four five.
I was dead, now I’m more than half alive.
I had given up; I had lost my jive.
I was hopeless, helpless, self-magnified.
I picked myself up with my dear friends help.
They believed in me, dug me out of kelp.
They rinsed me off. I was a sorry whelp.
I screamed a bit after the initial yelp.
If they had not believed I could
It would have been hard, it truly would.
They surrounded me as saviors should
Full of spiritual caring and lots of good.
O sweet children!
One talking to her,
And the other, trying,to me.
Is candy going to excite you?
If so, I'll bring the entire store here.
But please ! Don't strip me of my chance .
One friend had grown a moustache,
The other I had met after ages ;
I'm sorry I didn't notice you ;
But how is it any different ?
I saw you twice, a while ago ,
Half our age each time .
But I'm sure it was you
Or is it just what I want ?