The Cold Regret by Blue (Poem)

[BeautifulBlue]

I don't normally share my poems, because a lot of them tend to be about personal life experiences (and I especially don't share them under the real name I write under.) However -- since it was requested, I'll share a poem I wrote about a guy I dated and ended up having a horribly falling-out with last October. The words are ironic mostly based on how the month-long dating relationship ended.

So, without further ado...

The Cold Regret

You smell of cigarette smoke
And sweat’s regret
But that doesn’t matter
I’ll make a bet
That if you stick around,
The Jones, the Jets,
That my pain will matter
The cold regret

It doesn’t matter
If I have two dollars
I’ll buy you the world
And serve breakfast platters
Upon which eggs are served
So creamy and pearled
The platters are silver
And the desk is pure
Because it doesn’t matter
If I’ve got the world
‘Cause I’ve got you
And that’s all that matters

It could be the wind
It could be the rain
This ample touch
This lack of shame
‘Cause I don’t feel it
This baby’s game
‘Cause when I grew up
They said I had plenty
A jaded touch
A broken memory
But they were wrong
Oh oh so wrong
But I think I’ve found it
Because I’ve found you

It could be wrong
That we could go along
Hand in hand
And touch to touch
And it could be a song
That you might sing
On Monday’s karaoke night
The sweat, the rain
And I’ll still feel it
This cold regret
That I made a lie
I’ll always regret
That I can’t explain
This feeling of mine
Of how I met you
And how you met I
‘Cause it’s a notion
And it’s a pain
A declaration of clarity
A potion of shame
Because I’m making you lie
While inside I die
I hope that I matter
That I’m you for

So hello boy
You smell of cigarette smoke
And sweat’s regret
But that doesn’t matter
I’ve made a bet
That if you stick around
The Jones, the Jets,
That my pain will matter
The cold regret.

[Toby]

Great poem. Even without your foreword it's clear that this is based on a very personal experience. There's a lot said in the poem that clearly has very specific meaning to you. To me it leaves a vague and murky impression of relationship gone sour, but emotionally it's quite vivid. The cigarette smell and eggs on a silver platter make for a very clear image. I hope you share more of your work.

[BeautifulBlue]

Great poem. Even without your foreword it's clear that this is based on a very personal experience. There's a lot said in the poem that clearly has very specific meaning to you. To me it leaves a vague and murky impression of relationship gone sour, but emotionally it's quite vivid. The cigarette smell and eggs on a silver platter make for a very clear image. I hope you share more of your work.

I'm glad you enjoyed it, Toby! And yeah -- very personal experience, haha. Certain images really strike me. In this case, the guy smelled like cigarette smoke all the time. Very striking. Some of my clothes still smell like that.

I shall post another poem for you. Let me find one and I'll post it up.