Not a victim
When she cries
Scarlet dripping
From her eyes
Alone at last
She’s missed her chance
Pleads to change the past
But can’t
Rush into fault
Yet hesitate
When grace appears
Sealed screams fate
Learns her lesson
Tries once again
But she’ll never know
What could’ve been
Alone alone alone
She rests
Deflated by
Her own regrets
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Author:
Sunshinethoughts (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I caught feelings for my best friend after he met someone else.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
I like the rhythm and rhyme of this, but am confused by stanza 3.
This is an unusual take on lost love. We all end up with some "regrets" in life. Try not to be sad. - Phil A.
Thanks! Stanza three is about running into the arms of other lovers, and when it seems like I have the chance at real love, my choices have already sealed my fate for me. Who could love an insatiable woman?
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