A Misstep of Regret

Written as part of A Week for Writing (Words from Wordle: Heal, Time, Cross). And shared with The Tuesday Platform at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and with Poetry Pantry at Poets United.

A Misstep of Regret

two steps back, a misstep I took, crossed a line;
but with a step, I learned much;
the next steps, with care, I began to take.
but I look near, and I only see,
what that step really cost me.
I see the path I had to take, so close today,
alongside me, but someone pushes me away.
and in a moment, what I lose –
a part of me, that did not choose,
another friend parts, and my path feels astray.
not hard to see that I’ve changed,
but no chances are offered always,
not even a first; leave a second, never a third.
wounds can heal, friends reconnect,
I only ask a chance, not this neglect,
can one misstep tumble everything away?
this heart of mine, it beats simple,
holds on a lot, to what it once cared,
remembers the good what we once shared.
two steps back, a misstep I took, crossed a line,
if I could cross back, things could be fine,
but only with chances, life can be changed,
can it be given; can you pull me back in time?

(© 14th September 2015)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

42 thoughts on “A Misstep of Regret”

  1. It always happens, we all make mistakes, and life rarely offers second chances. I guess we just need to be grateful for whatever chances we get. And when we do get a second chance, remember that it is a gift that we have to treasure. I do hope that you get the second chance Vins, and hopefully you won’t throw it away.

    • Two chances are sometimes one too many, Jb. And I accept that. But one chance to make things right would be good. Especially if there have been so many good steps before the misstep. I’m grateful for the chances, yes. If I get, I won’t throw it away. I know the value of friendship.

  2. Life offers so many chances…and yes, sometimes it is two steps back, one step forward. Life is a dance, but where would be be if we did not on occasion take a chance!
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    • One chance is acceptable I think, when you take a misstep. Maybe two, if it’s really deserved, but never a third. It seems harder when even that first chance is not given. Thank you, Mary.

  3. beautiful!
    How I had missed your poetry (partly my fault for not coming by sooner!)
    I believe we all make mistakes, we are all given another chance – its how we hold on to it, how we learn and move on is what matters and separates us from the rest.


    • Hugs are always welcome, Pixie. It’s just a bit sad when even that one chance is not given. But can only try so much, no? Glad you are at my blog reading my poetry after ages. 🙂

  4. Chances are like a mirage. You’ve got to know it’s a chance. Because it’s tricky, God gives us multiple shots. Lovely poem. Captures the flow and thinking process perfectly and nice summation as well!

    • Well put, Sreedeep. It’s more difficult to know what’s a chance because it varies with each person, I think.

      Glad you liked the poem, and felt it captured the flow. Thank you for dropping in with a comment. 🙂

    • I sincerely hope I get that chance some day, Pooja. But it won’t be very soon. So at the moment, I can only accept that and move on. Glad you felt the emotion come through. 🙂

  5. You should be given the opportunity of making amends by atonement and never reoffending again in whatever you did, I suppose depending on how serious the mistake was. If it was a very serious mistake, you have to accept the consequences…accept it as a learning curve to avoid doing the same thing in the future.

    • That’s the thing, Cressida. I do not know if it was, what it was. If it was, then I agree. But I don’t think it was. Well, who knows what the future holds?! Maybe there’s the opportunity, maybe not. I can only hope.

  6. Beautifully written testament to the truth of growth and friendship. Sad that sometimes we grow apart and they provide happy memories but some we cannot take along with us as we grow.

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