Introspection No Regrets Poems

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her regrets were dust.
they cocooned her
in an arid cloud
of failed feelings
and missed chances.
she was gasping for breath
when a gentle rain
washed them away.
...

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We all have demons inside of us, but are we all monsters?
Is it all a lie or a facade we live in, 
Can I escape...

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it seems i’ve been on an endless journey
i grow weary and know the sand is spent
i set my sights on what’s important
and don’t hesitate to...

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Is life’s lament meant,
To stay like set cement.
Or simply drift away,
Like any passing day?

How can, I be sure? 
Just how much to endure?
Before I let...

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Regrets don't matter

If they are not true

For the show-off

In public to do.



The exchange of sorry

Should be from within

Not for the sake of words

For the momentum...

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Sometimes we try to hide our fears
By trying to fake a smile
We take pleasure in shutting down people
From unnecessary facets of our lives.
Due to the...

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She says she
has no life regrets
I envy
Miss Cricket
yet I wonder how she's lived
this long without one?

I wonder
was it worth it all?
To go through
life without
learning anything...

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I regret
Not speaking up when I should have
Spewing when I should have been quiet
Not saying I love you
Slinging my anger
Being impatient with others
Bowing to fear
My...

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atone for unseasoned blunders
for hearts bruised midstream
impassioned regrets amiss

in soulful waves of intent
on through the night
launch healing vibes

intoxicating perfumes
on a summer breeze
reach dormant minds

to dispel...

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Regrets

As a boy, I did not know you
Of your existence I was unaware
Life was just a game to be played
Without a purpose, without a care.

But...

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SECRETS AND REGRETS

years pounding by
running down the
past
like stars steering
courses
passing derelict
shores
drifting until
compasses lock on
secrets and regrets

in the grip of our
dusk
where eternity
flames
wings are clipped with
grace
toiling waves calmly
trust
benevolently
shading...

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The present being.
Everything behind is glass.
Now, the truest form....

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Here I lay, awaiting my death,
Counting down to my final breath.
My mind is so full of regrets,
Overwhelmed by my many debts.

Through the years I lost...

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Sitting by the sea, drawing lines on white sand
Knowing someday, waves would grace my past
Ripples of my heart, blurring reflections of guilt
As the past surged...

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SIFTING REGRETS

Bright coloured buckets— yellow, red and blue
Tiny holes underneath—sifting sand breezing through
Children on beaches, simple treasures of nature
Beautiful shells revealed simply-- effortless labour

Sifting circumspectly...

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