Long Regrets Poems
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What if
there's nothing after this?
If it were so and for sure, we knew
what changes would we make or do?
Oh, it's easy to say
I'd do it all again,
the same,
I've no regrets.
In actuality,
I do.
Having never said enough
I love yous;
smiling when I wanted to cry;
slipping my hand in yours,
walking side by side,
wiping patiently the tears from your eyes,
laughing at your silly jokes,
curtailing my hurtful words,
understanding we were different yet the same,
being truthful not playing empty games,
whispering most passionately your name;
sadly there are no do overs in the end
not even a chance of trying again.
What if
there is nothing after this
and I'm not here to remember that final kiss?
If only I could do it all again
few things would remain the same
beyond the memory of me and you
embracing all I would need to say
is
I loved you.
"Forgive and Forget "
(Verse 1)
Everyone has been hurt
Some point in their life
They couldn't drown their self in misery
Had to get it right(right)
People have did and said things
They can't take back
Walking another direction
Trying to cover they tracks
No get backs , tik for a tac
You Don't have to be like that
If you want peace and trying to live
You have to forget and forgive
(Chorus)
You will have peace
When you let go
Of things
That are out of your control
Don't hold on to the past
Look to your future
Forgive and Forget
It will suit you
(Verse 2)
Life ain't fair
Those are the words you keep saying
It's up to you to do great
But you playing
Procasinating worried about others
Instead of helping and supporting each other
Instead of talking it out
You walking out
Holding on to the past
Communication
Is the number one key
It's been a decade or two
And now you set free
Free of the pain
That's built up inside
Now you have forgiven
What a wise decision
Things are looking better
Because you are able to grow
You have let a lot of old mess go
(Chorus)
You will have peace
When you let go
Of things
That are out of your control
Don't hold on to the past
Look to your future
Forgive and Forget
It will suit you
Rap
I dislike you
For what you did
You hated on me
Thank that I'd ever forget
You hurt me betrayed me
Bet you thought it would phase me
Naw it didn't I let it go
I forgave you and gave it to God
He helps me when things get hard
And when there's negativity
He blocks it
My blessings you never stopped it
Thanks for doing me wrong
Hope you got the message in this song
If The Lord and Jesus can forgive me
Then I'll forgive you
I just want peace and prosperity that's the truth
I don't want a life full of regrets
That's why I'm willing to forgive and Forget
(Chorus)
You will have peace
When you let go
Of things
That are out of your control
Don't hold on to the past
Look to your future
Forgive and Forget
It will suit you
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
12/29/2019
My Fido was booked into the vets
To remove his ‘love making’ assets
He was due for an op
Where his ‘bits’ got the chop
No puppies; I’d have no regrets
We arrived near the vet’s surgery
Fido yelped that he needed to wee
He heard another dog bark
Then scampered off to the park
And escaped so far away from me
To cut a long story quite short
Young Fido he could not be caught
It can’t be discounted
That doggy he mounted
I’ll admit I was very distraught!
When Fido responded to heel
His fate at the vets I did seal
He’s quickly sedated
(Poor actions berated)
His stitches will dissolve and heal!
When musing, I shouldn’t get mad
His doggy behaviour was bad
Though Fido was ‘dog gone’
His line continues on
Six puppies, look just like their dad!
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If I were a child again, I would learn to draw worlds from lines and curves of dreams,
To breathe life into paper with colors intertwined in a silent and pure symphony,
But as an adult, I don't even know how to draw a boundary between desires and reality,
Letting the outlines fade into the fog of days that pass relentlessly.
If I were a child again, I would learn to say "no" as an incantation of freedom,
To protect my soul with gentle yet firm refusals, like the walls of a fortress,
But now, as an adult, I struggle with my own hesitations, a battle of politeness and fear,
Unable to refuse, burying myself in promises I cannot keep.
If I were a child again, I would learn to maintain order in the chaos of play,
To carefully tend the fragile gardens of intensely lived moments,
But as an adult, I have only learned to unravel things, to leave everything in disorder,
Trying to find balance on a thin thread of desires and regrets.
If I were a child again, I would learn to let go of what no longer fits,
To let the wind take memories away like the leaves of late autumn,
But as an adult, I cling to candy wrappers, to small gifts,
Kept as relics of love, fearing to lose what once was.
If I were a child again, I would learn to truly live, to breathe joy,
To dance through days without worries, to rest under a sky full of living stars,
But as an adult, I merely survive, with nights of broken rest and shattered dreams,
Searching for meaning and peace in the tumult of a life always on the run, always uneasy.
If I were a child again, I would learn what is truly necessary, essential,
So I wouldn't have to unlearn what isn't mine, to shed the false ballast,
To grow with a light heart, untouched by useless burdens and hollow dreams,
To embrace life with the pure innocence and courage of a beginning without end.
Maybe one day, I’ll get over you.
I’ll be able to walk through the crowded streets-
And pass you by without a single thought about you in my mind…
Maybe… one day … this will all make sense.
The way you conveniently avoid me in the dam school hallways.
While also conveniently taking the time to spam my inbox with useless messages we both know you are well above.
(I wait for them everyday.)
Then… silence
Nothing for a day, a week, then a month.
Your birthday comes.
Of course I greet you, I’m not terrible. But wow…
Are you angry at me???
(Message Received!)
(Heart React)(Laughing Emoji)
(Is there hope??)
Maybe one day the gap between us will close.
This seeming air choking me alive will finally stop.
I’ll open my mouth then everything right comes out.
No regrets.
Maybe, just maybe, things will go back to normal.
The endless intellectually stimulating conversations about anything under the sun.
The stupid jokes just naturally coming out.
That level of understanding.
Or maybe, things could be more.
Though it’s absolutely so stupid to think about.
It doesn’t make sense.
It feels so wrong.
Yet simultaneously so right.
I won’t deny it though.
I’ve thought about it.
A lot.
(My 3AM Spotify Playlist has seen it all.)
(A tear falls down my cheek).
Oh my gosh, I’m going insane.
Please help.
But maybe, most likely, this really will be a thing of the past.
Something that I will laugh about in an insane and crazy way.
I’ll show up to that ten year reunion, and maybe you will too (probably not).
We won’t ghost each other by then.
Perhaps a small polite wave then we continue on with our lives.
Maybe, by then, you’ll be with someone else.
I mean, you probably will; you seem like the practical type.
And by then, I probably will too.
But the memories will haunt me.
Maybe.
I’ll be stuck walking around THAT oval in one direction.
While you walk around in the opposite direction.
Calculating exactly when our paths will cross again.
(It doesn’t make any sense).
Because time and time again,
I don’t want this to be a thing of the past.
I don’t think I would be able to stand it.
Please.
But then again, maybe it will.
So at the end of today, tomorrow, and (maybe) forever, I’ll have to think about that “Maybe, one day…”
I guess.
I didn't pull my weight
The boss was really sore
He said "you're second rate
and I won't take it anymore."
He continued raving
On how I was misbehaving
Said my job was not worth saving
And so I longed for Avon
Avon by the sea
I must go back to Avon
Avon by the sea
When my lifeboat needs a haven
When my problems need a maven
This is where I need to be
There's a ten-mile barrier island
It's not that far away:
Where ospreys touch down majestically
and beach forests gently sway.
But also on the Jersey shore
are the roots that once made me,
In the little town of Avon,
and when all the walls are caving
and hunger turns to craving
I retreat to Avon,
Avon by the sea
I took the train last September
Got off at Asbury Park
Strode the miles of boardwalk
Had to stop at coming dark.
I had regrets, I shed a tear
Then I saw a dolphin at setting light
At Ocean Grove I sat on a pier:
And on the shore it seemed alright.
I've paid my dues, I made my plea
They say I was guilty in the first degree
Let me lose the past in Avon,
I'll fly in like an escaping raven
Look! My friends are wildly wavin'
in Avon by the sea.
In the beginning there was salt
And it was good and tasty and dry
Anyway it was hot outside
Mouths became parched and thirsty
Later came fish then amphibians
Dinosaurs and birds began to fly
Without a pilot's license or any training
People followed later with a thirst for more
They invented pretzels that came with salt
They drank beer to quench their thirst
They drink it here on Earth because
In heaven there ain't no beer
That is why we drink it here
Authors note: Genesis - not to be confused with Guinness.
The author apologies for the line, “In heaven there ain't no beer that is why we drink it here.” He regrets it because it is goofy and clearly he is not the originator. He regrets it because he will get caught using it and because “ain't” is poor grammar and “ain't” ain't a word. He begs for your forgiveness for his seeming references to biblical beginnings found in the bible. God will certainly punish him for any misrepresentation of creation matters. He will surely relinquish his drinking privileges in heaven. (That includes beer. That is why the author will drink it here.)
Picture # 4 used as inspiration
At our lakeside cottage where we have pottage at night
When autumn comes and russet mums' blossoms daze
Go to bed early, nothing to dread and wake by sun's light
As the sun sets there's no regrets just joy at summer's end
Fall wears her gown, her trees a crown as sun sends angular rays
All of those glorious colors and arboreous reflections seem to blend
Upon the lake beside our cottage , no place we've tried above it does rise
Our golden lab lying asleep, as nights slowly creep upon days
We peacefully rest, and feel so blessed as sleep softly creeps with surprise
Thanks to these storms to which I owe the power to wield my angst like a shining sword,
For they have taught me to shake off my fears and crush them at my weary feet,
I feel a whirlwind of air entering my anxious being, freeing me from the shadows of fear,
I owe them their icy stillness, with all its deafening glory that sings harsh truths,
Mocking my shattered hopes, the ruins of dreams once believed without hesitation,
I have learned that it is better to walk alone from now on, facing solitude,
As an embodiment of destruction falling upon everything in its path, tearing through falsehood,
I smile beneath the heavy, thundering clouds, under the friction that roars unceasing lightning,
Beyond any power and force, above any suffering, I find my strength,
From where I borrow the power to stand like steel, unbending, relentless,
Forgiving no step on this path full of shadow and light, of untamed desires,
Advancing like a rainbow whose end is unseen, yet it traverses the eternal storm.
Thus, as I stand here, in the inimitable beats of my heart that sing old stories,
I find that the storms have been my teachers and guides through the labyrinth of deep disillusionments,
For they have stripped me of illusions and clothed me with sharp and pure truths,
And from the ashes of my hopes, I have risen, stronger and purer in essence,
Learning to embrace my relentless yet sincere nature, without regrets,
Moving forward with steps of iron, facing the storm, embracing my unknown destiny.
Maybe tomorrow
By Michelle Morris
03/09/2022
Secrets and lies are not the way
Our hearts and minds need a better plan
Face the truth and be gentle with each other
Moving through life's moments fully
I miss you even though it was challenging
Our relationship and the memories
Drama and traumas and love and regret
Always wishing it could be better
Maybe tomorrow we'll see things differently
Maybe tomorrow we'll know our truth
Maybe tomorrow we'll love again
Maybe tomorrow we'll feel brand new
Secrets and lies become legacies
Our hearts and minds need redeeming
Face the truth and make a difference
Moving through to greater forgiveness
I miss you truly and wish you well
While you live in Heaven and are loved
No more drama, pain or regrets
Wishing you blessings and all the best
Maybe tomorrow we'll see things differently
Maybe tomorrow we'll know our truth
Maybe tomorrow we'll love again
Maybe tomorrow we'll feel brand new
Secrets and lies are not for us
Our hearts and minds need to build trust
Face the truth and save our souls
Moving beyond all limitations
I miss you but know we'll meet again
Eternally blessed in Heaven's grace
Souls purified of mortal limitations
Moving through to higher places
Maybe tomorrow we'll see things differently
Maybe tomorrow we'll know our truth
Maybe tomorrow we'll love again
Maybe tomorrow we'll feel brand new
© Michelle Morris, 2022