I’m Sorry Poems

Welcome to our I’m Sorry Poems page where we’ve written and found some of the most meaningful ways to apologize. These messages can be used when you want to move forward from a disagreement. Whether or not you feel you’re in the wrong, sometimes apologizing is the best way and these I am sorry poems will tell your story. I’m sorry poems for her and for him are written from the heart when you want to apologize to your significant other. We have a variety of poems for romantic relationships as well as platonic friendships. These messages will show how you feel so your relationships can get back to where you were before the disagreement. We wish you good luck and hope these help move in the right direction.

I’m Sorry Poems for My Wife

I Am Sorry
I am sorry my beautiful wife,
I’m sorry for doubting you,
I’m sorry for arguing my point,
I’m sorry for being stubborn and
I’m sorry for not apologizing sooner.
I’m sorry for raising my voice,
I’m sorry for hurting your feelings,
My love for you supersedes everything.
Please forgive me so we can move forward, I’m sorry and I love you.

I'm Sorry Poems

The Apology

By Ralph Waldo Emerson
Think me not unkind and rude,
That I walk alone in grove and glen;
I go to the god of the wood
To fetch his word to men.
Tax not my sloth that I
Fold my arms beside the brook;
Each cloud that floated in the sky
Writes a letter in my book.
Chide me not, laborious band,
For the idle flowers I brought;
Every aster in my hand
Goes home loaded with a thought.
There was never mystery,
But ’tis figured in the flowers,
Was never secret history,
But birds tell it in the bowers.
One harvest from thy field
Homeward brought the oxen strong;
A second crop thine acres yield,
Which I gather in a song.

I’m Sorry Poems for Him or Her

Proof of Love
I know you’re still hurting,
I know I messed up,
I know we still miss each other,
I know we still love each other,
I know we want to be together,
I know we want to pursue our dreams, together,
Please give me another chance,
Let me prove to you how sorry I am,
Let me prove I can be the man/woman you deserve,
Please don’t give up on me, on us,
I will love you more than any man/woman ever would,
I miss you and I love you,
My life is not the same without you,
My heart is not the same without you,
Please forgive me.

Check out our short friendship poem page.

I’m Sorry

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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.

I’m sorry for the victors who have reached
success, to stand
As targets for the arrows shot by envious failure’s
hand.
I’m sorry for the generous hearts who freely
shared their wine,
But drink alone the gall of tears in fortune’s
drear decline.

I’m sorry for the souls who build their own fame’s
funeral pyre,
Derided by the scornful throng like ice deriding
fire.
I’m sorry for the conquering ones tho know not
sin’s defeat,
But daily tread down fierce desire ‘neath scorched
and bleeding feet.

I’m sorry for the anguished hearts that break with
passions strain,
But I’m sorrier for the poor starved souls that
Never knew love’s pain.
Who hunger on through barren years not tasting
joys they crave,
For sadder far is such a lot than weeping o’er a
grave.

I’m sorry for the souls that come unwelcomed
into birth,
I’m sorry for the unloved old who cumber up the
earth.
I’m sorry for the suffering poor in life’s great
maelstrom hurled,
In truth I’m sorry for them all who make this
aching world.

But underneath whate’er seems sad and is not
understood,
I know there lies hid from our sight a mighty
germ of good.
And this belief stands firm by me, my sermon,
motto, text –
The sorriest things in this life will seem grandest
in the next.

I’m sorry Poems for Wife or Husband

By Chelsea Carroll
I know I’m not easy to love,
I’m a chronic over-thinker,
I overreact more than I should…
And every once in a while,
I might be a little insecure.
But if I am in love with you,
I can promise you wholeheartedly
That you will be loved with so much passion and intensity
That you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along.
You will always be cared for
And you will always have someone in your corner.
Maybe I’m not the best at being loved-
But I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.

For more poems, check out our I love you poems page.

By George Elliot
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?

I’m Sorry Love Poems

My Promise
I’m sorry….
For anytime I hurt you,

I’m sorry…
For every reason you’re angry with me,

I’m sorry….
For every time I raised my voice,

I’m sorry…..
For not ignoring your voice,

I’m sorry…….
For anytime you felt like I didn’t care,

I promise to try and be better in the future,
I want a future with you, I need a future with you,
My future is nothing without you in it.
I’m sorry and I love you.

How Do I Love Thee?

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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.

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