interpersonal communication is regarded as “inevitable, irreversible and unrepeatable”. it is too late to be apologetic for what has already been said and done.
I am sorry I didn’t finish my homework,
and that I skipped practice,
and that I stole that candy bar,
and that I didn’t do my chores,
and that I am a bad kid,
I’m so sorry.
I know you’ve forgiven me.
But it’s hard to forgive myself
After you’re gone.
I love you mama.
Paige Burdick
Apologetic is the word which comes to mind everytime I see you. And how couldn’t it? You’re made of heaven and stardust, and I am merely dirt on your fingertips. I apologize for loving you.
i don’t aplogize. theres nothing wrong with them i just dont see the point in them. the way i see it, the only reason people apologize is to pretent that what they did didnt effect anyone.
amaris
I will never be, never know, never feel. Give nor accept.
Omi Miself
I’m sorry
For all my thought crimes
Against your humanity
And against your warm embrace.
I’m sorry
For all the words that slipped away
Into that stream of stars,
As we gazed up
And try to get away from this place.
I’m sorry
I flew the coop,
And you’re still grounded with clipped wings.
“Wait a second,” Norine half-yelled, half-pleaded. She lurched herself back onto her feet and hurriedly pursued Amelia, who was already several yards away. She shook her blonde curls once stiffly, then crossed her arms tightly together. She wouldn’t cease her long strides no matter what Norine yelled after her. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” the Seeker promised. But she gave up following Amelia, who didn’t seem to want to stop, and that was why Amelia could not forgive her.
Apologetic for all the times she ever lied. all the times she didn’t tell the whole truth. when the light was hidden from your view. apologetic for all the tears she cried, all the times her flirty smiles and pouting faces drew you in, apologetic for keeping you hidden. you’re worth so much more. and so is she. So she apologizes for starting something she knew she could…and would never finish, no matter how much she wanted to.
I’m sorry. So, so sorry. I can’t believe I’m wasting your time doing this. I don’t know what possessed me to get up on this stage just now. I just wanted to make sure everyone knows this. I love her, and I’ll never apologize for my emotions. I love her more than anything, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her. That is all. Sorry to bother you.
Tianna
His words were well chosen to appear sincere but his tone was so far from apologetic that I couldn’t contain the urge to roll my eyes.
“Terayah, show some respect!”
“I would do so, father,” I began, my words clipped, “If he would only afford me the same courtesy,”
one has to have remorse and be apologetic, without this one would be considered heartless.
Eli Israel Lujan
She hesitated, partially extending a hand, then drew back. Though it could not possibly be construed as her fault, nevertheless her face said she felt sorry. Others in the group simply looked at him with pity, sympathy. But she looked on the verge of an apology.
Clayton
Im one of the worst people about being apologetic. I seem to apologize for everything I doing. Am I sincere when I apologize? I think so. I feel humbled when I feel the need to apologize.
Belinda
I’m often apologetic
I find it hard to forget it
Instead I just let it
Leave me emotionally debted
Wishing I’d never said it
So I wouldn’t have to regret it
Politicians are always so apologetic. But there is a difference between apologizing and being apologetic. To truly apologize you must go to the person you injured, speak specifically about how you hurt them and then never do it again.
As the blackened clouds gathered, groaning and heaving with a thunderous ache, rain began to fall –bending with the strength of his voice, catching his broken light. The wind, only a whisper, slithered around my ears; her softness was almost apologetic. Almost.
I wish I was sorry?
Sorry not sorry.
See saw sorry.
Sing sting sorry.
Ping ping sorry.
I’m going on another safari.
There’s no apologies.
For the distance.
At my insistence.
Pack it up, cut, and run.
And to think I need to say sorry for anything at all. Can one not accept the humanness of one’s condition.
Sorry I paused for an extra second so I could think of ways to tone down my insult to you.
I`m apologetic when spring comes around that i usually cant stand it.That man is apologetic so much that he looks like hes going to sneeze for a while.That apologetic man is funny looking.
Jared
when you feel sorry bout something, you are feeling apologetic. the you apologize about the thing that you did. i need to work on apologizing sincerely.
Once, when I was a small child, my neighbour lied about me stealing some money from his downstairs apartment. We both knew that he did this so as he could cause trouble in my family. He hated us. Many years later, my mother phoned me to say that Gracie, that was my neighbours name, had died. Before she met her maker and in a mood of atonement she became apologetic for being a source of our problems. “You see”, she told my mother, ” we thought that you people were outsiders, you had strange ideas. You ate differently than us. You spoke in a funny accent. Your eyes were blue and not brown.” She thought for some seconds and added, “You weren’t like us.” I guess we weren’t. We liked everyone.
mark dewdney
The grass is green, the sky is blue, I don’t forgive.
It was supposed to go differently, but not like this. Never like this.
A flower won’t help. It will die.
Who cares about chocolate?
Not me.
Who cares about the apologies?
Not me.
#2angsty4me
e.j.
You weren’t the slightest apologetic after the fight. You didn’t give me ice for my bruises, or take back any of the words you assaulted me with. You acted like you were simply “in a bad mood,” like I could easily forgive you for a lapse in judgment. I couldn’t. That was why I packed two bags and left you a brief goodbye note on the kitchen table for you to peruse by the time I was a good one hundred miles away. Good thing I wasn’t apologetic, either.
Belinda Roddie
When i am sorry about something that I did, the i feel apologetic. Then i apologize about the thing that I did. I need to work on apologizing sincerely.
Bekah Pearce
I am so sorry, not sorry. your apologies are lackluster and hollow. there’s nothing sincere – no matter how many tears you shed. you can say all you want but there’s seems to be no regret in your voice. i hear it shutter and shake but make no mistake – those tremblings are insincere.
There should be an alarm to sound when people
apologize but don’t mean it
It would screech like a hundred poorly
played bagpipes
This world is out of tune
I don’t think you felt sorry about breaking my heart. I think you think I deserved it. As unaware as I was of how much I loved you, you were just as unaware of how much your love for me was changing into a desire to maim my soul.
I am not sorry that we happened though. For whatever it was worth, even the feeling of hurt sometimes matters more than no feelings at all.
this poem is far too apologetic
how will the lines ever relate to
anyone? they are too small and
rarely does anyone listen anyway
the letters are brutal
they stomp around like
angry beatles
sorry about the mess
Jud Osborn
I’m sorry… No, wait… I’m not sorry. You should be the one apologizing to me. I swear, if you don’t do what I say, you’ll never see your precious treats again. So, I’ll ask one more time. Where did you hide the bone in the backyard?
Troy
Apologies don’t mean a thing no matter how apologetic you are. If you made the mistake, you meant to make the mistake. Don’t apologize for how you feel or what you did wrong. It won’t get you anywhere. It didn’t get my cheating ex anywhere or my absent father. It’s just a way of trying to make yourself feel better.
Lainey
I’m sorry.
Words so often said, but seldom really felt. It’s easy to apologize for things but not so simple to make amends for that which was said or done. Yet we continue to act and continue to use these words to somehow negate those choices.
Choose to repeat our actions and then repeat our words.
Over and over.
Until our ‘I’m sorry’s’ are nothing more than an automated response.
He looked at me; those big, sad eyes screaming for forgiveness, giving me an apology he couldn’t possibly put into words.
Because after what he did-no, he couldn’t.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to talk to him ever again, and I told him so. Then I ran home, where maybe I could blanket my mind once again.
interpersonal communication is regarded as “inevitable, irreversible and unrepeatable”. it is too late to be apologetic for what has already been said and done.
I am sorry I didn’t finish my homework,
and that I skipped practice,
and that I stole that candy bar,
and that I didn’t do my chores,
and that I am a bad kid,
I’m so sorry.
I know you’ve forgiven me.
But it’s hard to forgive myself
After you’re gone.
I love you mama.
Apologetic is the word which comes to mind everytime I see you. And how couldn’t it? You’re made of heaven and stardust, and I am merely dirt on your fingertips. I apologize for loving you.
i don’t aplogize. theres nothing wrong with them i just dont see the point in them. the way i see it, the only reason people apologize is to pretent that what they did didnt effect anyone.
I will never be, never know, never feel. Give nor accept.
I’m sorry
For all my thought crimes
Against your humanity
And against your warm embrace.
I’m sorry
For all the words that slipped away
Into that stream of stars,
As we gazed up
And try to get away from this place.
I’m sorry
I flew the coop,
And you’re still grounded with clipped wings.
“Wait a second,” Norine half-yelled, half-pleaded. She lurched herself back onto her feet and hurriedly pursued Amelia, who was already several yards away. She shook her blonde curls once stiffly, then crossed her arms tightly together. She wouldn’t cease her long strides no matter what Norine yelled after her. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” the Seeker promised. But she gave up following Amelia, who didn’t seem to want to stop, and that was why Amelia could not forgive her.
He was so sorry it
teared at me – seared me
my heart thudding thud-like
chest-bound and hot red
I wanted to say it was okay
I wanted to accept his apology
He was so apologetic it bled
through me, yet made
it impossible to forgive.
Apologetic for all the times she ever lied. all the times she didn’t tell the whole truth. when the light was hidden from your view. apologetic for all the tears she cried, all the times her flirty smiles and pouting faces drew you in, apologetic for keeping you hidden. you’re worth so much more. and so is she. So she apologizes for starting something she knew she could…and would never finish, no matter how much she wanted to.
I’m sorry. So, so sorry. I can’t believe I’m wasting your time doing this. I don’t know what possessed me to get up on this stage just now. I just wanted to make sure everyone knows this. I love her, and I’ll never apologize for my emotions. I love her more than anything, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her. That is all. Sorry to bother you.
His words were well chosen to appear sincere but his tone was so far from apologetic that I couldn’t contain the urge to roll my eyes.
“Terayah, show some respect!”
“I would do so, father,” I began, my words clipped, “If he would only afford me the same courtesy,”
APOLOGETIC
Five syllables in one word
Great for a Haiku!
Opportunity
Hear it knock! or fail… and feel
Apologetic
Though it may hurt you,
I’m not apologetic
For speaking the truth!
He was so sorry it
teared at me – seared me
my heart thudding thud-like
chest-bound and hot red
I wanted to say it was okay
I wanted to accept his apology
He was so apologetic it bled
through me, yet made
it impossible to forgive.
one has to have remorse and be apologetic, without this one would be considered heartless.
She hesitated, partially extending a hand, then drew back. Though it could not possibly be construed as her fault, nevertheless her face said she felt sorry. Others in the group simply looked at him with pity, sympathy. But she looked on the verge of an apology.
Im one of the worst people about being apologetic. I seem to apologize for everything I doing. Am I sincere when I apologize? I think so. I feel humbled when I feel the need to apologize.
I’m often apologetic
I find it hard to forget it
Instead I just let it
Leave me emotionally debted
Wishing I’d never said it
So I wouldn’t have to regret it
Forget it
Politicians are always so apologetic. But there is a difference between apologizing and being apologetic. To truly apologize you must go to the person you injured, speak specifically about how you hurt them and then never do it again.
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As the blackened clouds gathered, groaning and heaving with a thunderous ache, rain began to fall –bending with the strength of his voice, catching his broken light. The wind, only a whisper, slithered around my ears; her softness was almost apologetic. Almost.
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I wish I was sorry?
Sorry not sorry.
See saw sorry.
Sing sting sorry.
Ping ping sorry.
I’m going on another safari.
There’s no apologies.
For the distance.
At my insistence.
Pack it up, cut, and run.
And to think I need to say sorry for anything at all. Can one not accept the humanness of one’s condition.
Sorry I paused for an extra second so I could think of ways to tone down my insult to you.
I`m apologetic when spring comes around that i usually cant stand it.That man is apologetic so much that he looks like hes going to sneeze for a while.That apologetic man is funny looking.
when you feel sorry bout something, you are feeling apologetic. the you apologize about the thing that you did. i need to work on apologizing sincerely.
Once, when I was a small child, my neighbour lied about me stealing some money from his downstairs apartment. We both knew that he did this so as he could cause trouble in my family. He hated us. Many years later, my mother phoned me to say that Gracie, that was my neighbours name, had died. Before she met her maker and in a mood of atonement she became apologetic for being a source of our problems. “You see”, she told my mother, ” we thought that you people were outsiders, you had strange ideas. You ate differently than us. You spoke in a funny accent. Your eyes were blue and not brown.” She thought for some seconds and added, “You weren’t like us.” I guess we weren’t. We liked everyone.
The grass is green, the sky is blue, I don’t forgive.
It was supposed to go differently, but not like this. Never like this.
A flower won’t help. It will die.
Who cares about chocolate?
Not me.
Who cares about the apologies?
Not me.
#2angsty4me
You weren’t the slightest apologetic after the fight. You didn’t give me ice for my bruises, or take back any of the words you assaulted me with. You acted like you were simply “in a bad mood,” like I could easily forgive you for a lapse in judgment. I couldn’t. That was why I packed two bags and left you a brief goodbye note on the kitchen table for you to peruse by the time I was a good one hundred miles away. Good thing I wasn’t apologetic, either.
When i am sorry about something that I did, the i feel apologetic. Then i apologize about the thing that I did. I need to work on apologizing sincerely.
I am so sorry, not sorry. your apologies are lackluster and hollow. there’s nothing sincere – no matter how many tears you shed. you can say all you want but there’s seems to be no regret in your voice. i hear it shutter and shake but make no mistake – those tremblings are insincere.
There should be an alarm to sound when people
apologize but don’t mean it
It would screech like a hundred poorly
played bagpipes
This world is out of tune
I don’t think you felt sorry about breaking my heart. I think you think I deserved it. As unaware as I was of how much I loved you, you were just as unaware of how much your love for me was changing into a desire to maim my soul.
I am not sorry that we happened though. For whatever it was worth, even the feeling of hurt sometimes matters more than no feelings at all.
this poem is far too apologetic
how will the lines ever relate to
anyone? they are too small and
rarely does anyone listen anyway
the letters are brutal
they stomp around like
angry beatles
sorry about the mess
I’m sorry… No, wait… I’m not sorry. You should be the one apologizing to me. I swear, if you don’t do what I say, you’ll never see your precious treats again. So, I’ll ask one more time. Where did you hide the bone in the backyard?
Apologies don’t mean a thing no matter how apologetic you are. If you made the mistake, you meant to make the mistake. Don’t apologize for how you feel or what you did wrong. It won’t get you anywhere. It didn’t get my cheating ex anywhere or my absent father. It’s just a way of trying to make yourself feel better.
I’m sorry.
Words so often said, but seldom really felt. It’s easy to apologize for things but not so simple to make amends for that which was said or done. Yet we continue to act and continue to use these words to somehow negate those choices.
Choose to repeat our actions and then repeat our words.
Over and over.
Until our ‘I’m sorry’s’ are nothing more than an automated response.