Regretful Repercussions

by Paul Gondwe   Oct 17, 2011

My blood flows in an awkward direction
Forming clots,
but still it's perfection

Trapped in a bondage,
of my own doings
I now pay a heavy price

My heart was a guiding light,
influential in all my bad decisions
Choices I cannot recall,
shuttering every inch of my body
Piercing my heart,
penetrating deep down to my soul

Would I relive the same life?Hell No!
Give me a chance to talk,
let people know
That this is a burden,
that my shoulder carries a heavy Yoke
leaving me like an old man with stroke

Let this cup of suffering pass me by
even though i have no excuse for the crimes I committed,
and all the wrongs I permitted

And so i sit down,
restless in my mind,
with thoughts of regret

What if I had changed,
would my life have turned out for the better?
Only if I had followed all the virtues,
the morals that govern us as human beings

Would it have been a different story,
If I had practiced what I was taught to the latter?
But there is no goimg back now,
am left with these awful regrets


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  • 6 years ago

    by Lauren denbow

    Good job i try not to regret because then i always wonder if the next thing i will do ill regret but i love your chioce of words amazing(:

  • 6 years ago

    by ash

    So true. noone can go back in time and fix everything u mess up on. very well written poem. love it very much.

  • 6 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Absolutely love the first stanza.. I loved that stanza so much I read just that one 4 times! Way to draw the reader in!

    Let this cup of suffering pass me by
    even though i have no excuse for the crimes I committed,
    and all the wrongs I permitted

    ^ I also like this stanza. It was like a cry for hope even though mistakes have been made.

    I like this write, Just a few typos in your last few stanzas but I overlooked them. I liked it :)

  • 6 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Wow excellent poem!!! 5/5 I am stunned

  • 6 years ago

    by Sherry Lynn

    We all make choices that we regret later in life. The trick is learning to forgive ourselves and looking towards the future instead of clinging to the past.

    I would fix the little spelling error on the word going; however, it is still a fantastic piece.

    You have voiced your sorrow and suffering beautifully and in a way that every one who reads can understand. You allow the reader to ponder upon their own mistakes while asking for more from you.

    That is a good thing. Any time the reader wants to know what caused this emotion means that you have grabbed them and drawn them into your world.

    Another great attribute is that you have left the reader to know that they are not the only ones who have experienced guilt and regret.

    Great job!


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