Poems About Tragedy Seeking Friendly Advice
#tragedy
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
Group Home Blues - A Dream
Group Home Blues
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
#sex
#erotic
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
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BeginningPoet
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 5:44am
6th Aug 2019 5:44am
Mankind's Descent
What can cause Heaven to weep?
Each raindrop forming from a tear,
angels turn their faces in shame,
at the presence of mankind's destruction
presenting all of this onto a naive world,
these moments seen through stained glass
each soul bows their eyes, humiliated,
freedom being burned in each moment
of desperation, now simply cold ashes.
while one stone does not make a wall
let us not continue our descent.
more and more moments becoming deceitful
as each truth becoming heavier to breathe,
and salvation becoming...
Each raindrop forming from a tear,
angels turn their faces in shame,
at the presence of mankind's destruction
presenting all of this onto a naive world,
these moments seen through stained glass
each soul bows their eyes, humiliated,
freedom being burned in each moment
of desperation, now simply cold ashes.
while one stone does not make a wall
let us not continue our descent.
more and more moments becoming deceitful
as each truth becoming heavier to breathe,
and salvation becoming...
#misunderstood
#tragedy
#suffering
#morality
#responsibility
120 reads
10 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
7th Jul 2019 9:42am
7th Jul 2019 9:42am
Twice It Came
• •
•This•
•hadn’t •
•ever been•
•anything I’d •
•experienced in •
•my life until this week•
•4th of July, the first quake•
•gripping a sunshine state in fear•
•breaking through the rock foundation,•
•fault lines in a parched desert,•
•fractured highway shifting•
•power lines are down•
•bringing the night•
•when the day •
•and night•
•broke •
• •
•
#earth
#nature
#tragedy
131 reads
8 Comments
RexDurkin
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 8:52am
22nd Jun 2019 8:52am
Where's my cat?
Where's my cat? Where's my cat?
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell did he go?
I saw him sitting on
the clean laundry stack
Just five minutes ago
Where's my cat? Where's my cat?
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell could he be?
I really just want
my little cat back
Wait! Someone’s texting me
It’s my cat, It’s my cat
It's from my cat Kack
He says he’s leaving home
He says he...
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell did he go?
I saw him sitting on
the clean laundry stack
Just five minutes ago
Where's my cat? Where's my cat?
Where is my cat Kack?
Where the hell could he be?
I really just want
my little cat back
Wait! Someone’s texting me
It’s my cat, It’s my cat
It's from my cat Kack
He says he’s leaving home
He says he...
#sadness
#anxiety
#cats
#funny
#tragedy
79 reads
0 Comments
ThroughTheVeil
Poem Published
25th May 2019 9:29pm
25th May 2019 9:29pm
Red
Red, the color of lust and love.
Or is it the color of death and blood.
Both are things people write of,
but yet together, few to none,
so that's exactly what I've done.
When some think of red,
they think of what their lover said,
they think of what they do in bed.
Some long for the day they too will be wed.
For them this is the color red.
Still others equate red with dead.
They think of pain and sonmeone who bled.
They think of time in their death bed.
Red could be a severed head.
For these too are also red. ...
Or is it the color of death and blood.
Both are things people write of,
but yet together, few to none,
so that's exactly what I've done.
When some think of red,
they think of what their lover said,
they think of what they do in bed.
Some long for the day they too will be wed.
For them this is the color red.
Still others equate red with dead.
They think of pain and sonmeone who bled.
They think of time in their death bed.
Red could be a severed head.
For these too are also red. ...
#love
#hate
#lust
#war
#tragedy
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BeautyQueen00
Queen Kawaii
Queen Kawaii
Poem Published
8th Apr 2019 1:09am
8th Apr 2019 1:09am
An ode to Nipsey hussle
Nipsey hussle...
A man of his words...
Black, 30 something year old who ran his own shop...
In south central los angeles.....
he was loved by many...
even though i dont know much about the dude...
he was a good-looking man, so promising yet so full of perspective....
I wish i could prevent this from happening like a detective...
so, tonight as i write this and lay this down..
i hope you find it enchanting all around town....
A man of his words...
Black, 30 something year old who ran his own shop...
In south central los angeles.....
he was loved by many...
even though i dont know much about the dude...
he was a good-looking man, so promising yet so full of perspective....
I wish i could prevent this from happening like a detective...
so, tonight as i write this and lay this down..
i hope you find it enchanting all around town....
#violence
#death
#tragedy
110 reads
2 Comments
Summerrain75
Poem Published
27th Mar 2019 1:06am
27th Mar 2019 1:06am
An Unfinished Note
You were a shooting star
Who briefly passed through this life
To share your light with us
Not meant to linger here
With the rest of us you left behind
Like a meteor you fell to unknown region of this earth
Swept and cast away in the tides of time
Gone to the netherworld
Without leaving a trace to find you
Your life was an unfinished note in a song that will never be sung
A masterpiece of art that will never be exhibited in the hallways of time
A face that will not be remembered by your youngest child in his earliest memory ...
Who briefly passed through this life
To share your light with us
Not meant to linger here
With the rest of us you left behind
Like a meteor you fell to unknown region of this earth
Swept and cast away in the tides of time
Gone to the netherworld
Without leaving a trace to find you
Your life was an unfinished note in a song that will never be sung
A masterpiece of art that will never be exhibited in the hallways of time
A face that will not be remembered by your youngest child in his earliest memory ...
#brother
#tragedy
#separation
116 reads
7 Comments
AEMelia564
Y
Y
Poem Published
21st Mar 2019 9:36am
21st Mar 2019 9:36am
LInguistics of longing
Like Odin
I hung on your tree
For nine suns
And a moon
Waiting for the fall
As stigma carves
Runes of protection
And initiation
In my palms
I pray
For rain
And winds
To wash
Through me
As you hold the chisel
Sculpting a language
of truths
Festered
Behind my eyelids
Seeking shards
Weighing universes
in my searching hands
Wind
Gathered around
memories ...
I hung on your tree
For nine suns
And a moon
Waiting for the fall
As stigma carves
Runes of protection
And initiation
In my palms
I pray
For rain
And winds
To wash
Through me
As you hold the chisel
Sculpting a language
of truths
Festered
Behind my eyelids
Seeking shards
Weighing universes
in my searching hands
Wind
Gathered around
memories ...
#tragedy
#sacrifice
137 reads
11 Comments
LivDiane
Poem Published
16th Mar 2019 5:36am
16th Mar 2019 5:36am
The Tale of Two Beauties
With smoke in the air, wind in the trees,
I almost didn’t see the blood on the leaves.
Your pale body spread across a wood,
Not even knowing where your killer stood.
I started to think, he could still be near,
I stopped my breathing, thinking he might hear.
I couldn’t save you, for I didn’t know,
That you were going to die in the snow.
I continued to walk, my breathing slow,
I had to find the source, I had to know.
I dropped real close to the frozen ground,
Hoped he wouldn’t see me if he was...
I almost didn’t see the blood on the leaves.
Your pale body spread across a wood,
Not even knowing where your killer stood.
I started to think, he could still be near,
I stopped my breathing, thinking he might hear.
I couldn’t save you, for I didn’t know,
That you were going to die in the snow.
I continued to walk, my breathing slow,
I had to find the source, I had to know.
I dropped real close to the frozen ground,
Hoped he wouldn’t see me if he was...
#death
#mountains
#snow #tragedy
#snow #tragedy
189 reads
16 Comments
LivDiane
Poem Published
12th Mar 2019 3:27am
12th Mar 2019 3:27am
My Song
Stepped into the area under false pretenses
I didnt know it then, but I would need defenses
My cousin had me out, searching for her drunk ass
I didnt know it then, but this would become "my past"
My phone had just died when you grabbed hold
The room was dark, but you weren't very old
There's two people here, three including me
I reached out to steady myself, but I could barely see
Someone grabbed my throat, into the wall I went
Just a second passed and then I was on the bed ...
I didnt know it then, but I would need defenses
My cousin had me out, searching for her drunk ass
I didnt know it then, but this would become "my past"
My phone had just died when you grabbed hold
The room was dark, but you weren't very old
There's two people here, three including me
I reached out to steady myself, but I could barely see
Someone grabbed my throat, into the wall I went
Just a second passed and then I was on the bed ...
#abuse
#LifeStruggles
#PTSD #tragedy
#PTSD #tragedy
142 reads
7 Comments
Sundaegirl
Poem Published
11th Feb 2019 4:30am
11th Feb 2019 4:30am
Me
I have bright eyes
I know when to smile
Behind my eyes inside my Brain are sad lies
Bad things happen to me but it’s been a while
I try to hide behind a mask of I’m fine
When really I want to be dead this life is mine
So if I don’t want to be here isn’t that my decision
But I’m called a slut a whore I’m told I’m seeking attention
So I just lock myself away and make another incision
God it’s like I’m in a mental detention
Everytime I get close I mentally make a note it’s going to destroy me when they leave
Because the people I...
I know when to smile
Behind my eyes inside my Brain are sad lies
Bad things happen to me but it’s been a while
I try to hide behind a mask of I’m fine
When really I want to be dead this life is mine
So if I don’t want to be here isn’t that my decision
But I’m called a slut a whore I’m told I’m seeking attention
So I just lock myself away and make another incision
God it’s like I’m in a mental detention
Everytime I get close I mentally make a note it’s going to destroy me when they leave
Because the people I...
#death
#silence
#TruthOfLife
#tragedy
#suffering
136 reads
6 Comments
snugglebuck
Poem Published
30th Jan 2019 4:18am
30th Jan 2019 4:18am
FROZEN IN LOVE
#sadness
#love
#death
#funny
#tragedy
141 reads
7 Comments
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