Remorse Poems - Poems about Remorse

I sincerely apologize for posting a certain poem that offended a fellow Souper. I deleted it after I saw how the style could have been perceived as a direct imitation to what they were doing.  I should have thought through before I posted it. I deeply regret it. From now on, I will be more mindful and...

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Like ghosts in my pockets, weighing me down, burdens echoing with quiet sorrow, coiling tight around the soul in silent pain. Some weights like umbrellas cast aside after storms, others iron shackles, rusted, locked in permanence— all carried unseen, but deeply felt. Knots in the spine, scars engraved on the mind, tangled threads, riotous roots of clinging shadows— held tight, wrapped in sorrow...

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Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these ‘it might have been’—John Greenleaf Whittier without deep...

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When I was small the starlings roosted one by one on grandma’s party line wire (like jittery black clothespins) to bandy their gossip back and forth until the wire hummed with their inanities. By luck my slingshot found its mark. One toppled from the wire soundlessly like a clothespin blown loose in the wind. The others rattled on, oblivious, no questions asked. It dropped straight down. I ran...

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and so words not said like rusty nails through my palms glare crimson, ablaze ...

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If desert-lands of remorse can be crossed ahead, enough, Cage deemed as open sky, if my wings can be spread, enough. Yon, when the winking sky is found willing to welcome me, If just half-closed window can be all-ajar made, enough. To set foot-tracks on hills,...

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Just how much courage does it take? ...

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Grief is an earthquake, sudden and unforgiving, Splitting the ground beneath your feet, Turning the familiar into fractured ruin. It shakes the foundations of who you are, Toppling memories like crumbling buildings, Leaving nothing but dust where laughter once stood. Aftershocks linger in the quiet moments, A tremor in your chest, a crack in your voice. You try to rebuild, but the landscape...

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Of all those memories that come around, each with boundless beauty or fond remorse, yours flood frenzied dreams with troubling abound of all those memories My mind, muddled, alters its centered course. Your voice echoes with its hypnotic sound as I fervently flail, seeking the source. With desperate hope, lost memories found, my senses stricken with electric force, I sharply slump into muted astound of...

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Godly Wisdom, knowledge, and understanding Is the precious Purpose for mankind Don’t give me lies and sugarcoated remorse Meandering in my mindset — let’s be kind cuz I’m left behind, my mind… There’s a divine sign above the doves align Love of mine…love of mine…love of mine… You’re doing fine in my utmost design You’re my type of shine…shine…shine… The Holy Spirit...

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Simply complex - sign on the dotted line - no questions asked.... A heartbeat of thrilling intuition- a perfect fit without hesitation... Not a moment to ponder - hurried by the mighty dollar And from the distant morning rise - could It be deceit cast upon my eyes Once the ink - in big bold print, lie upon the...

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Into your being, Aeolus blew an enthusiastic hunger, Driving your curious and passionate nature To swirl together in an eclectic dance, Displaying a prismatic array of imaginative hues, a zealous vortex, a colorful blur. You were alive in a way very few Ever were This was you. People said you...

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“Buyers Remorse, Karma Deserved” Many voters are regretting their voting choice Realizing they have stymied their voice The voters on the right side of history Will not join in their misery Empathy will not be shared, nor will we gloat Karma will be served is our hope Their pride, ignorance and arrogance will be swallowed Devastating circumstances of pain shall be followed What a...

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I wish I could hear your voice one last time “Hey” you would say softly “I love you” you would quote literature by heart Tolstoy, Steinbeck, Vonnegut and then you would quote something of mine “because I know you by heart too” you’d tell me in that style you had, you would say softly «??????» (“Prashai”) one of our little rushing secrets “goodbye” and “forgive me” in one phrase but you never told me these...

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She read and what she saw, The oblivion and reminiscent thoughts She knew, she would be in an awe, If she knew what i said and what my mind froughts. Confusion, i am living in, I can't state Maybe better if i can do more To tell her, i am there, so please wait, But for what? She loves me no more. I...

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