Unwanted Recollections for Alex Amnesty

a Poem

 

Unwanted recollections

 

I slept and in my dreaming wept

 for promises I made: Unkept

The promises I did not keep

return to haunt me in my sleep.

 

 Sometimes prevailing circumstance

had meant that I had little chance.

To do what I said I would do,

at other times it’s sad but true.

 

Some promises I made were not meant .

I knew that I had no intent

of doing what I had promised.

There seems to be an endless list.

 

The guilt I feel is real and deep.

My conscience will not let me sleep.

All of the things I should have done

 but did not do each single one

 

Returns at night to punish me.

I must admit deservedly.

Sins from the past I now regret.

I only wish I could forget.

 

But I cannot although I try

Because I acted wrongfully

 I understand the reason why.

My guilty conscience bothers me.

 

3-Oct-08

 

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Reviews

[Alex Annesty]

This must touch a nerve for every reader. I love the rhythm of this poem; it reinforces the repetitive nature of its subject's nocturnal guilt.

Thanks also for the dedication - I assume that's me being name-checked in the title.

[Leah]

I would like to know of whom just does not have any sort of hidden remorse. Of regret. Wondrous poem, this is! Marvellously truthful.