Here’s a collection of useful I’m sorry poems that you may use as a unique way of apologizing to someone who deserve a sincere apology.
We all make mistakes and sometimes hurt the people in our lives that we care about. One of the best ways to fix things, is by simply apologizing from our hearts. Of course, poems help us express and understand how we feel.
In celebration of that, reading famous short poems can tug at your heart strings.
Best I’m Sorry Poems
I just feel so much guilt,
That my words and actions built.
I know, what I did was wrong,
Tried to avoid it, and be strong.
Following me has been the truth,
It was hurting like a tooth.
A second more, I could not deny,
Not apologizing was a lie.
I’m so sorry, from deep inside,
Clearly guilty, my hands are tied.
It was obviously, all my fault,
I have opened my inner vault.
To be one with each other
What greater thing is there for two human souls
than to feel that they are joined together to strengthen
each other in all labor, to minister to each other in all sorrow,
to share with each other in all gladness,
to be one with each other in the
silent unspoken memories?
~ George Eliot
The following poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning is a well-known standard that has helped to mend many relationship fences. It’s been around for ages because it’s so perfect for so many ‘apology’ related reasons…
How Do I Love Thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,–I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!–and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
My old man’s a white old man
And my old mother’s black.
If ever I cursed my white old man
I take my curses back.
If ever I cursed my black old mother
And wished she were in hell,
I’m sorry for that evil wish
And now I wish her well
My old man died in a fine big house.
My ma died in a shack.
I wonder where I’m going to die,
Being neither white nor black? Langston Hughes
True friendship is a gift
Oh so precious and so rare
Sometimes we take it for granted
Sometimes we do despair
Our fault is being human
Mistakes are everywhere
Please let me not lose the gift
That is so precious and so rare.
I am sorry to hurt your feelings my love
I should have kept my promises as I have told you
But I don’t know the reason why I did wrong to you
I felt sad when I show your tears rolling on your cheeks
I know you are very upset over me
and don’t want to talk to me either
If you feel that I had hurt you by unpleasant words
then please forgive me and accept my sorry
Do not stop talking to me my love
If you do so, my heart will burst into thousand pieces
You know how much I am in love with you
and without you my loneliness will take me to hell
Always, there is a special place in my heart for you
where my love for you is so passionate and true
No one can melt my heart like you do
nor clutch my soul to give me new life-like you
My love, please talk to me again
and I promise your love in my life
will be pleasant until my end.
Please give me a chance to explain,
What I did was completely vain.
It was clearly way beyond rude,
Completely stupid, I must conclude.
I used words, I did not mean,
I need to stop – acting fifteen.
My actions and words, simply not right
I’m sorry for my anger and spite.
Please give me a chance to explain,
There must be something wrong with my brain.
My emotions, I must learn to control,
And never hurt you, this is my goal.
There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found
While journeying east and west –
The only folks we really wound
Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To those who love us best.
~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Sorry is a small word I know,
I may not have many feelings to show,
But, forgive me now and end this woe,
You also know,
That I cannot stay without you my love,
I think about you all the time,
So, please forgive me for what I did,
Please let me call you mine,
Sorry my love!
I have many times said sorry
I have sent you a lovely apology
But you haven’t responded even once
Now I can’t bear your silence
Please reply from wherever you are
Light up my life-like a shining star
Until then I will pray with all my might
For everything between us to become alright
I’m sorry of being so emotional
I’m sorry of being so possessive
I’m sorry that I cry for you
I’m sorry because I can’t live without you
I’m sorry for the tears you shed
I’m sorry for the damage I made
I’m sorry I’ve made you sick
Sorry I hurt you so deep
I’m sorry for giving you sleepless nights
I’m sorry for each and every fight
I’m sorry for your pain & agony
I’m sorry for the missing harmony
I’m sorry for my selfish love
I’m sorry for not caring enough
I’m sorry for my restlessness
I’m sorry for the losing grace
I’m sorry my friend I made you mad
I’m sorry darling you are so sad
Sorry for not giving you any happiness
Sorry because it’s my disgrace
I’m sorry for thinking of you so very much
I’m sorry I always miss your touch
I’m sorry of being so mad about you
I’m sorry for my every blue
I’m sorry of being so immature
I’m sorry now that can’t be cured
I’m sorry of being myself
I’m sorry that I’ve failed
I’m sorry and sorry again
I’m sorry of being insane
But believe me that I love you
Should I say sorry for that too?
I look in the mirror, feel so much shame.
It was my fault, I deserve all the blame.
Just don’t know what I was thinking,
With all this shame, I feel like I’m sinking.
All the consequences, I completely deserve,
Can’t imagine, where I found the nerve,
I just feel like the biggest fool,
What I did, was simply not cool.
Your forgiveness, I earnestly plead,
Without it, my heart won’t be freed.
Please forgive me, I miss you so much,
Beautiful voice and your tender touch.
Relationships are fragile I know,
You have to care and show,
That I love you so,
But, can’t you forgive me for one mistake,
This moment, can’t you change your take?
Coz without you I am incomplete,
You are in my every heartbeat,
So, please forgive me!
I want to apologize to you
In every way possible
I want to make it up to you
On the double
I want to see you happy
As soon as I can
Giving you hugs and kisses
Is the first step of my plan
I am sorry
Sometimes in my heart
Or when I hear your name
I think of the day I lost you
There still is so much pain
You were my love
And also my best friend
With you I choose to be with
My life I wanted to spend
I’m so sorry I hurt you
It sincerely breaks my heart
Please forgive me my love
And give me a new start
I want you to know that
I’ll love you forever
I still have hope that someday
We’ll get back together
I forgive you my life,
Begotten in a drab town,
The intention was good;
Passing the street now,
I see still the remains of sunlight.
It was not the bone buckled;
You gave me enough food
To renew myself.
It was the mind’s weight
Kept me bent, as I grew tall.
It was not your fault.
What should have gone on,
Arrow aimed from a tried bow
At a tried target, has turned back,
With questions you had not asked.
~ R. S. Thomas
I have eaten
that were in
you were probably
they were delicious
and so cold
~ William Carlos Williams
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
~ D.H. Lawrence
I’m sorry that I forgot
You’re trouble and worries are not what I sought
I hope I can help you, I truly do,
I never meant to be mean towards you.
Can you ever forgive me?
Sorry seems to be a very small word,
Compared to the way I hurt you.
I wish I could take it all back,
And bring back that smile on your face.
But since I can’t, just want you to accept,
my sincere apology from the heart.
You are the one who is hurt
But I am the one crying
You are the one who is scarred
But I am the one dying
You are the one with blisters
But I am the one bleeding
You are the one with wounds
But I am still not recuperating
I hope you can see how
I hurt when you are sad
I apologize for my mistakes
It has been my bad
Long ago I wished to leave
‘The house where I was born;’
Long ago I used to grieve,
My home seemed so forlorn.
In other years, its silent rooms
Were filled with haunting fears;
Now, their very memory comes
O’ercharged with tender tears. Charlotte Brontë, ‘Regret’.
There is much in life that makes me sorry as I journey
Down life’s way.
And I seem to see more pathos in poor human
Lives each day.
I’m sorry for the strong brave men, who shield the weak from harm,
But who, in their own troubled hours find no
Protecting arm. Ella Wheeler Wilcox, ‘Sorry’.
Ensanguining the skies
How heavily it dies
Into the west away;
Past touch and sight and sound
Not further to be found,
How hopeless under ground
Falls the remorseful day. A. E. Housman, ‘How Clear, How Lovely Bright’.
I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through
It must’ve been very hard on you
I’m sorry for all that’s been said and done
I was the moon, you were the sun
I’m sorry for not making everything right
But the situation I was in, was very tight
I’m sorry for not lending you a hand
If only I could be a better friend
I’m sorry if it seemed like I didn’t care
Lucky for you, your special- someone was there
I’m sorry for breaking your heart
For forgiveness, where do I start?
I love you so very much,
Even though at times I do things that hurt.
I try so hard to hope that you always see
How much you being in my life means to me.
I am sorry yet again for causing you pain.
That is the last thing I ever wanted to do.
Even when I am trying to look out for you and do the right thing,
I mess up, I am sorry for that too.
I hope that you still know how much I love and cherish you,
Like nothing else in my life gives me the thrill of being loved by you.
So I hope that you listen and see it in my eyes,
This sincere apology that comes with tears from deep inside.
Since you are the best
I know you’ll forgive me
Because you are so perfect
I’m sure you won’t be angry
Since you are the most kind
You’ll understand what I say
I know that you will not
Ignore what I have to convey
It’s because you’re so precious
I apologize with all my heart
Let me begin a new day
With a fresh new start
I’m sorry for the Dead—Today—
It’s such congenial times
Old Neighbors have at fences—
It’s time o’ year for Hay.
And Broad—Sunburned Acquaintance
Discourse between the Toil—
And laugh, a homely species
That makes the Fences smile—
It seems so straight to lie away
From all of the noise of Fields—
The Busy Carts—the fragrant Cocks—
The Mower’s Metre—Steals—
A Trouble lest they’re homesick—
Those Farmers—and their Wives—
Set separate from the Farming—
And all the Neighbors’ lives—
A Wonder if the Sepulchre
Don’t feel a lonesome way—
When Men—and Boys—and Carts—and June,
Go down the Fields to ‘Hay’— Emily Dickinson, ‘I’m Sorry for the Dead – Today’.