Best Guilty Poems

My parents said I could not keep the black, stray cat.
They explained our canary would not survive that.

Parents out, a sitter, and my four-year-old mind
Let the cat in and hoped for the best in due time.

I am ashamed to have plotted murder when four,
Sad an...

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Looking dead at me in this smeared mirror...
a lost man
tormented
face red
brittle
and teared

stacking excuses 
the longer I stare
this stress abuses 
my conscience with a glare

a guilty reflection warns
my mind is the prison I fear
as I long to escape 
from the  hell I dwell in
right here

who...

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I confess and waive all my rights 
Premeditated crime in plain sight 
Songs will be written ‘bout my spree 
I’m guilty of “love in the first degree”* 

Duly convicted to a life sentence 
Gonna serve my time, it's my penance 
An early release is not...

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I just did a bad thing.
   But oh, what delight it did bring!
 I was in my car going down the street,
When I had a craving for something to eat.

A Big Mac and fries were calling my name.
I abandoned my diet… I had...

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Is the USA Discriminating Against God?

Across this country, is a new form of “elimination.”
It’s almost like there’s a “God discrimination.”

In the court’s efforts to remove him
 from our schools…
It’s almost like “just about anything” rules!

Many get concerned that the cross may be “offensive.”
Thereby causing many...

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Is there anyone who can explain to me
why someone in the Soup community
would gripe about those on the lists,
ranting on with their pen in clenched fist?

How important can the lists possibly be
to set someone's nerves off so repeatedly.
Why dwell upon them with such negativity,
screeching and...

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I have to confess, as I can't handle the guilt any more.
I ran over Blue Eyed Tom, sweet Mrs Maggie's favorite cat from next door.
It's been 3 months to the day and she believes he is still alive. 
I even helped her put up posters,...

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I swear it was his fault Your Honor
So put him in his place
He was trying to break my knuckles
By hitting them with his face

Of course I wouldn't hurt him
I would not commit no crimes
You see, he kept falling on my knife
Yes, Your Honor, forty seven...

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The Loving Guilty


Make this choice
End up making another choice
And still feel guilty
About the two

Guilt exists no matter what we do

For the compassionate
Guilt 
Is a multi edged knife

No one leads a guiltless life

Faced with decision
Some other outcome
Always is 
For someone
A cause of guilt

And we can be...

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I went out, when it was very dark
To search the area for any toad
And there it was sitting there like a child in a park
Oblivious to the terrible cold
I must have seemed like a shark
As it slept, when suddenly I pounced
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She is always an innocent soul

   she is welcomed the earth

   over she goes;

To sit among flowers wide

   with love in her eyes,

   sitting on old shoals ----

Her feet dipped in the foam of evening tide,

 ...

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I know not much detail,this place of which i desire.To sin so sweetly,shall i find one to 
conspire? Hand in hand setting plan to visit the land of ecstasy.To take from it a pinch of 
pleasure to share between him and me.Reaching a climax that...

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My mind is racing. 
My dreams are defacing. 
Everyday is the same,
Every night is a shame. 
I need to continue bracing.

My nightmares and fears are interlacing.
My heart needs a gracing.
No one can take blame,
My heart is the only one guilty.

I need a sad songs embracing,
Or...

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Its so cold in here,
lifes the only thing i fear.
I can't take this much longer, 
my bones are about to break.
How can any people stand this,
I feel like im digging my own grave.
I just cant take this no more,
I...

I cant breath.
I cant speak.
I cant live,
Without...

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“Guilty, Sir, if you insist that I am--
Yes, ‘twas I who cut her with a knife and
Took her heart out, so very gently while
It was beating--still beating in my palms.
From the cavity where her heart had lain
I placed it in an ornate box with care,
A...

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