Sorry Poems | Examples of Sorry Poetry

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry about the thorns
I hope that these horns
will one day be left to burn

I've danced to my past mistakes
and now the real me is about to wake,
there's no simmering beauty of a lake
that's full of pollution and waste,
I need to forgive and live the human race

I've come to realize my infliction
is based on my

Inevitable Procession

If you were to ask me
Be the one to catch me, before i take the fall
You'd be the only one waiting, afterall
For whence i open my mouth and
Spill a sea of pills tinged with reddened liquor 
I think you'd listen, then
If i took advice from any voice, it'd say 'give up'
But then again the only

Suspended Faults

I felt as small as a winter’s flower
yet as tall as an old oak tree
the seconds dragged on for what seemed like hours
when my world turned in on me

the cloak I wore was of little comfort
just to bridge between present and past
I held onto this and other secrets
no more a peasant but a king at

Rust

I am a ruined house 
With a rusty fence,
So many phantoms reside resting recklessly,
A clock on the mantelpiece that won't work.  It's stuck staring at me,
Tick………,
The wallpaper is crumbling and fading away like my miserable memories. 
It doesn't seem real even though it is. 
Dreamy, dreary , dread , dead. 
But the fire is

The Hardest Thing To Accept Is Being Understood

The jars were meant to confuse even me —
labels scrawled backward,
dates falsified,
contents misnamed to keep them harmless.

I stacked them like decoys —
rows of false feelings,
the real ones buried deeper,
sealed in wax no hand could open.

Years I have walked these shelves blind,
touching glass like a stranger in my own skin;
aware of the weight,
but never sure what

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                                                    Sorry
  

I Am Sorry

It was never my intention,
not a conscious decision,
to cause you any level of grief.
Our give and take wasn’t as envisioned.
Blindly, I let you fall between my gaps.

It’s not right or wrong, but fact that
I got lost in a thronged rhythm
recovering from things life had given.
You have always shone a warm light
selflessly bright into my life.

Stern

Truthfully cards on the table

If I died in my sleep tonight,
upon reflection ~
I'd only have one true regret.

Though I tried to make
the most of my time on earth,
of course I've fallen short.

And for that I would be sorry.
I should have done more,
I should have been more,
I should have loved more.

Gifts squandered, time frittered,
thinking of all I could have done,
the

Telling me you love me isn't the same as being sorry

I've seen the underbelly of your persona.

The despise you feel for La Verona.

A hate you spew because I'm a woman.

Hit me again, although you know you shouldn't.

And I know the examples life set before you, 

Didn't show you the conclusions you should have come to .

That when you're upset you should not bruise my body,

And

ruined

I can feel it all burning down,
the walls I painted in soft colors,
the corners I swept clean for company—
they crackle in silence.

Instead of exploring other ruins,
chasing ghosts in forgotten places,
I should stop.
Sit with the dust in my own lungs.
Run my hands along the scorch marks
I never let cool.

There is wreckage here
I never named.
I’ve been walking

A Gold Digger

She appeared like a shadow in silk,
On 57th Street,
Where men lose themselves
Trying to impress ghosts.

Victoria — that was her name.
She smiled not with warmth,
But with calculation.
And I, foolish in my hunger for love,
Mistook her gaze for fate.

She asked if the Rolls-Royce was mine.
I told her it belonged to my boss.
She changed.
The voice that once danced

Confession

As I lay in the dark with my head about to explode
All the thoughts still stir in my mind 
The ones I try to be ride of...leave mostly behind
Like the chronic pain in my skull that never ceases to exist 
You linger there like a crown of thorns digging deep into me with your pointed

Confession

As I lay in the dark with my head about to explode
All the thoughts still stir in my mind 
The ones I try to be ride of...leave mostly behind
Like the chronic pain in my skull that never ceases to exist 
You linger there like a crown of thorns digging deep into me with your pointed

I guess I'm sorry though

It's been a year now 
And I'm still hooked up 
With the one who'll never know
But let's cross this small ramp

Truth be told
I never liked you 
Others might say I'm quite cold
But I was trying something new

I guess I'm sorry though 
As you where there so I called you a distraction
Pull me out of the

SORRY LOVE

Sorry is for people who have a conscience, who know that sometimes things happen that need a sorry. 
Sorry is a type of feeling of regret, that make us think about our actions or inactions. 
Like a moment when something is said that later we regret, we can learn and make changes at any time.

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