Tragedy in Poetry and Poems about Tragedy
#tragedy
Tragedy in poetry and poems about tragedy. Serious poetry describing terrible melancholy events encountered personally, or by another person, or a group of people in society.
Onnath
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2021 10:16pm
22nd Jan 2021 10:16pm
Unexpected guest
Entering my room
While hearing the news
“Teenager escaped after killing her family”
Interesting I said while leaning towards the door
taking a look, I see
A photo of her
Her the beautiful lost tourist
The picture is clear now
She is not lost
She is not a tourist
She is a local one
A bad one in society’s eye
While she’s taking a bath
I lay my plan
She suspects nothing
syringe in hand ready to attack
with a frisson of excitement, I wait
…
she’s out of the bath
with...
While hearing the news
“Teenager escaped after killing her family”
Interesting I said while leaning towards the door
taking a look, I see
A photo of her
Her the beautiful lost tourist
The picture is clear now
She is not lost
She is not a tourist
She is a local one
A bad one in society’s eye
While she’s taking a bath
I lay my plan
She suspects nothing
syringe in hand ready to attack
with a frisson of excitement, I wait
…
she’s out of the bath
with...
#hate
#dark
#evil #tragedy
#evil #tragedy
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DanielChristensen
Poem Published
7th Jan 2021 2:45am
7th Jan 2021 2:45am
Pupils Equal And Reactive to Light
Hi, folks. I wrote this in reaction to the events of this day, which will live in infamy, January 6th of 2021, the day that insurrectionists, fueled and emboldened by the lies and misdirection of a megalomaniacal autocrat, desperate to hold the reins of power, stormed the Capitol building in a lunatic attempt to overthrow the democratic process. During the violence, a woman as yet unnamed was shot and killed, who fired the fatal bullet is also as yet unknown. In a democracy, we decide upon our leadership by the process of voting and accept the results of that electoral race. Protest is an...
#corruption
#violence
#America
#tragedy
#deception
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AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
1st Jan 2021 1:19pm
1st Jan 2021 1:19pm
Ashtar Command
In times ancient but not forgotten
a young responsible Commander
took a serious decision, so fatefully thought in
the details as to bring merciful chance, as He has candour.
The Realms of Time and Space
where each decision is at stake
and energetic laws are controlled with strict pace,
and where the Brothers' mission is to wake
those who wanted to experience
out of Frustration Divine
alternative paths, now disobbedience
of the Absolute Love, but it's fine.
Ashtar decided to initiate a Mission ...
a young responsible Commander
took a serious decision, so fatefully thought in
the details as to bring merciful chance, as He has candour.
The Realms of Time and Space
where each decision is at stake
and energetic laws are controlled with strict pace,
and where the Brothers' mission is to wake
those who wanted to experience
out of Frustration Divine
alternative paths, now disobbedience
of the Absolute Love, but it's fine.
Ashtar decided to initiate a Mission ...
#dreams
#universe
#spiritual
#tragedy
#historical
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Jessie_Jones
Poem Published
11th Dec 2020 3:03pm
11th Dec 2020 3:03pm
Tuesday Fairytale
So now is for the day I felt every horrible emotion
Trying to be strong was the only sane devotion
Praying for saving, screaming for an answer
These are the effects of an evil deadly cancer
Looking to the heavens I felt like I was dying
Guidance and relief, God was simply not providing
My sight had been tainted, I was lost inside my brain
Helplessness swarmed, his name I yelled in vain
The guilt wouldn't wash off, so I'd lather, rinse, repeat
Anxiety rushed over like a race forced to compete
How did it start, my recollection, an abrupt waking ...
Trying to be strong was the only sane devotion
Praying for saving, screaming for an answer
These are the effects of an evil deadly cancer
Looking to the heavens I felt like I was dying
Guidance and relief, God was simply not providing
My sight had been tainted, I was lost inside my brain
Helplessness swarmed, his name I yelled in vain
The guilt wouldn't wash off, so I'd lather, rinse, repeat
Anxiety rushed over like a race forced to compete
How did it start, my recollection, an abrupt waking ...
#regret
#suicide
#tragedy
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
6th Dec 2020 9:08pm
6th Dec 2020 9:08pm
The tricky witch
Legend has it
In a land so scattered
Among the ruins
Lying in tatters
Lives a witch
With a warty nose
And tadpoles squirming
In between her toes
Exiled from the town
To live all alone
For years amongst
The countryside she'd roam
Casting spells on
Unsuspecting men
Causing them to see
Her and the princess in an unusual tint
Images reversed
Princess was a horrid sight
While the witch
Was bathed in beauty's light
Years went by
And the princess became dismayed ...
In a land so scattered
Among the ruins
Lying in tatters
Lives a witch
With a warty nose
And tadpoles squirming
In between her toes
Exiled from the town
To live all alone
For years amongst
The countryside she'd roam
Casting spells on
Unsuspecting men
Causing them to see
Her and the princess in an unusual tint
Images reversed
Princess was a horrid sight
While the witch
Was bathed in beauty's light
Years went by
And the princess became dismayed ...
#lies
#evil
#tragedy
#witches
#curse
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2020 8:02pm
2nd Dec 2020 8:02pm
SPOOX Rising, SPOOX Spooking The Pious
l a rg e,
d a r k creatures of
indeterminant o r i g i n ,
graze about yOur separated space.
You s ee m to sense
Them as a threat
to the legion of apparitions you are husbanding in hopes
of converting yOur terror
into monetary gain.
(way to go ! ),
But on-the-(proverbial)-other hand,
Such cultivation would usually be...
d a r k creatures of
indeterminant o r i g i n ,
graze about yOur separated space.
You s ee m to sense
Them as a threat
to the legion of apparitions you are husbanding in hopes
of converting yOur terror
into monetary gain.
(way to go ! ),
But on-the-(proverbial)-other hand,
Such cultivation would usually be...
#devil
#angels
#scary
#tragedy
#fear
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Stoney223
Poem Published
30th Nov 2020 11:31am
30th Nov 2020 11:31am
PUSH TO THE LIMIT
Have you ever been woke yet still feel as though you are sleep deep within an trance, unaware of your surroundings as you slowly begin going deeper than deep within an underground experience. For as you slowly try to bring some kind of clarity, to understanding the true nature of this unforeseen journey yet with more questions than answers. To solve your own silent existence of who or why I am here within this transcending realm of darkness. For just imagine if you will as you find thyself, dealing with an individual that you have no connection with as friend or family, someone who chose to...
#abuse
#PTSD
#tragedy
#nightmares
#FeelingTrapped
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Maraciel21
Poem Published
19th Nov 2020 10:12pm
19th Nov 2020 10:12pm
Going to war
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#inspirational
#ShortStory
#tragedy
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arortiz73
MTP
MTP
Poem Published
13th Nov 2020 3:09am
13th Nov 2020 3:09am
Details Left OUT
For what happened last night,
there are no appropriate avenues
for which to right, nor write,
for it went wrong. I wasn't true
to the ATM venue and I said so long,
and left when I should have stayed...
at least within sight. Blood sprayed
while I played in the living room.
Though the dead exhumed flight
and crash-landed right where I laid,
I had abandoned my copilot too long
to be grayed, and it forwent itself as I prayed.
The dead can die twice, while the living look away;
if a...
there are no appropriate avenues
for which to right, nor write,
for it went wrong. I wasn't true
to the ATM venue and I said so long,
and left when I should have stayed...
at least within sight. Blood sprayed
while I played in the living room.
Though the dead exhumed flight
and crash-landed right where I laid,
I had abandoned my copilot too long
to be grayed, and it forwent itself as I prayed.
The dead can die twice, while the living look away;
if a...
#tragedy
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joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
12th Nov 2020 10:38am
12th Nov 2020 10:38am
Why Do I Say: GORBACHEV IS THE ANTICHRIST ??
What is the main reason I say Gorbachev is the AC ??
Well, by ending Cold War he got USA to DISARM drastically - over the last 35 years.
There's been a steady EROSION of our nuke arsenal !!
For example we had 39 BOOMER submarines.
(In Reagan's time.)
Now we have 12 subs - but the same number of missile warheads as 11 subs.
So its like we had only 11 subs (even though its 12 subs).
And coming down to just 11 subs is a really stupid move by our "leaders"
- with leaders like that who needs traitors.
Our own leaders are close enuff to being...
Well, by ending Cold War he got USA to DISARM drastically - over the last 35 years.
There's been a steady EROSION of our nuke arsenal !!
For example we had 39 BOOMER submarines.
(In Reagan's time.)
Now we have 12 subs - but the same number of missile warheads as 11 subs.
So its like we had only 11 subs (even though its 12 subs).
And coming down to just 11 subs is a really stupid move by our "leaders"
- with leaders like that who needs traitors.
Our own leaders are close enuff to being...
#lies
#death
#evil
#tragedy
#suffering
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
6th Nov 2020 5:33pm
6th Nov 2020 5:33pm
XpoemXpoomXpo'umX A.K.A, Death of A Dada
Write your ass off, big boy!
Type
yr feminine hands to the
b'b'b'bone.
Ain't mucha that thing called
Time
left.
No time
to think
about fckng Time. Sure, we all want mo'Time.
But
being with this incurable (f)ailment of heart grinding down all me
"energy", (and now that my Leah is...
Type
yr feminine hands to the
b'b'b'bone.
Ain't mucha that thing called
Time
left.
No time
to think
about fckng Time. Sure, we all want mo'Time.
But
being with this incurable (f)ailment of heart grinding down all me
"energy", (and now that my Leah is...
#death
#faith
#fate
#tragedy
#FeelingTrapped
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Madcinder
Poem Published
20th Oct 2020 9:27pm
20th Oct 2020 9:27pm
It's Not Forever
I had a dream once.
I didn’t like how it ended.
We see only what we want.
But how can I pretend?
That you’re not dead.
I saw the mountains.
Growing old and gray.
From hardened faces.
Eroded away.
It’s not forever, they said.
That I will watch the dead.
If I can end it all right now.
Would anyone hold me down?
I saw the fields.
Dying and growing again.
Every harvest it yields.
Numbers beyond ken.
Withering wastelands.
Glaciers overtook it all.
I remain standing.
But I’m...
I didn’t like how it ended.
We see only what we want.
But how can I pretend?
That you’re not dead.
I saw the mountains.
Growing old and gray.
From hardened faces.
Eroded away.
It’s not forever, they said.
That I will watch the dead.
If I can end it all right now.
Would anyone hold me down?
I saw the fields.
Dying and growing again.
Every harvest it yields.
Numbers beyond ken.
Withering wastelands.
Glaciers overtook it all.
I remain standing.
But I’m...
#grief
#nature
#lyrics
#tragedy
#curse
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