Poems About Tragedy Seeking Friendly Advice
#tragedy
fieryangelsouljia
M6rr6g6n
M6rr6g6n
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2022 8:07am
3rd Aug 2022 8:07am
The 42yr Old Manchild: A True Story
Well, well, well..
You were sweet for a minute
then gone in a flash
sparked joy for a second
then belonged in the trash
I guess when you suck
you're the one to finish last
He was talking big game
but having trouble
keeping up
Making claims like a god
but couldn't buy lunch
"self-published" writer
yet couldn't make a buck
looking pretty at the gym
but never owned
a folding knife
he couldn't even open one
to save his own life
(I... had to teach him... how to...
You were sweet for a minute
then gone in a flash
sparked joy for a second
then belonged in the trash
I guess when you suck
you're the one to finish last
He was talking big game
but having trouble
keeping up
Making claims like a god
but couldn't buy lunch
"self-published" writer
yet couldn't make a buck
looking pretty at the gym
but never owned
a folding knife
he couldn't even open one
to save his own life
(I... had to teach him... how to...
#men
#narrative
#funny
#tragedy
#dating
60 reads
3 Comments
Wired6
Poem Published
12th Jul 2022 1:31pm
12th Jul 2022 1:31pm
Soul Purpose.
Edgar In-gen-U-i-ty.
Edgar Allan Poe.
American
Writer
Poet
Critic
And editor,
But,
Best known for his evocative short stories though.
"The Fall of Usher."
"The Tell-Tale Heart."
And
"Nevermore."
A major figure in the world of literature,
Highly influential,
All over the world.
Considered 2 be the inventor
Of the detective fiction Genre,
Without him,
Who...
Edgar Allan Poe.
American
Writer
Poet
Critic
And editor,
But,
Best known for his evocative short stories though.
"The Fall of Usher."
"The Tell-Tale Heart."
And
"Nevermore."
A major figure in the world of literature,
Highly influential,
All over the world.
Considered 2 be the inventor
Of the detective fiction Genre,
Without him,
Who...
#gothic
#tragedy
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2 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
5th Jul 2022 1:31am
5th Jul 2022 1:31am
Tragedy On The 4th Of July
A 17 year old boy put a bunch of fireworks on his head.
The fuses were lit and when they exploded, he was dead.
His mother was angry and tried to have fireworks banned.
But there was something that his mother didn't understand.
The fireworks weren't the only things to blame.
The boy's ignorance got him killed and it was a shame.
Fireworks can be dangerous and what I'm about to tell you is no lie.
You'd better be careful when you use fireworks on this fourth of July.
The fuses were lit and when they exploded, he was dead.
His mother was angry and tried to have fireworks banned.
But there was something that his mother didn't understand.
The fireworks weren't the only things to blame.
The boy's ignorance got him killed and it was a shame.
Fireworks can be dangerous and what I'm about to tell you is no lie.
You'd better be careful when you use fireworks on this fourth of July.
#death
#tragedy
#ignorance #nonfiction
#ignorance #nonfiction
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 5:34am
7th Jun 2022 5:34am
the puppet to the needle (self harm)
This medicine would affect my mind I knew it from the start
There's always been something about needles
Thin splinters of metal sharpened to a fine point
The silver glint of the tip as it slides in
The push and give of the flesh beneath it
That feeling of it holding there in the flesh
The feeling of pressure from the syringe liquid then air
Then there's the way the flesh follows the needle
It is as if the flesh simply wants to be impaled
There are no words to describe how sick I am to feel this way
Too many times I've felt disgusted to find...
There's always been something about needles
Thin splinters of metal sharpened to a fine point
The silver glint of the tip as it slides in
The push and give of the flesh beneath it
That feeling of it holding there in the flesh
The feeling of pressure from the syringe liquid then air
Then there's the way the flesh follows the needle
It is as if the flesh simply wants to be impaled
There are no words to describe how sick I am to feel this way
Too many times I've felt disgusted to find...
#SelfHarm
#illness
#tragedy
#hypocrisy
#emotions
133 reads
3 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2022 6:13pm
2nd Jun 2022 6:13pm
Hell on Earth
Blood runs cold
In the warm summer ground
As newborn angels rise
And float away
In the gentle Texas breeze
Death came to soon
An uninvited guest
Cruelly abducting our children
Stifling their dreams of the future
Now mothers and fathers
Will hold onto memories of the past
And our nation will ask why
While politicians play their chess game
In the media
EVIL cast its shadow
Uprooting peace
And destroying innocence
Leaving death, destruction and mourning
In its wake
...
In the warm summer ground
As newborn angels rise
And float away
In the gentle Texas breeze
Death came to soon
An uninvited guest
Cruelly abducting our children
Stifling their dreams of the future
Now mothers and fathers
Will hold onto memories of the past
And our nation will ask why
While politicians play their chess game
In the media
EVIL cast its shadow
Uprooting peace
And destroying innocence
Leaving death, destruction and mourning
In its wake
...
#hope
#evil
#peace
#tragedy
#healing
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
3rd May 2022 1:21am
3rd May 2022 1:21am
never satisfied
#lion
#nature
#tragedy
#suffering
#hypocrisy
107 reads
2 Comments
WordsOfFury
Poem Published
1st May 2022 3:10pm
1st May 2022 3:10pm
Pieces of Me
As I walk through the fiery lands,
Traversing on the monster filled sands,
Dragons soar above me with their wings spread out,
Should I really have taken this route?
I went on a journey, to find out who I really was,
Inside a bleak memory, inside the peoples golden hearts,
My life has been a perilous journey of dangers and sorrow,
There ain't no place on earth where love can be borrowed,
So I walk this scorching Earth, finding the scattered remains of thee,
I wont die until I find all the lost...
Traversing on the monster filled sands,
Dragons soar above me with their wings spread out,
Should I really have taken this route?
I went on a journey, to find out who I really was,
Inside a bleak memory, inside the peoples golden hearts,
My life has been a perilous journey of dangers and sorrow,
There ain't no place on earth where love can be borrowed,
So I walk this scorching Earth, finding the scattered remains of thee,
I wont die until I find all the lost...
#tragedy
#scifi
#epic
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missjem56
Poem Published
25th Apr 2022 11:54pm
25th Apr 2022 11:54pm
Dementia, Alzheimers.......
I work with carers
Caring for loved ones
They don't get paid for this
They do it out of love
For someone that now
Sometimes , no longer recognises them
Or acts unappreciative
For this care
Sometimes abusive
And even physically aggressive
But each carer knows
That this person they love
Has an illness
Through no fault of their own
And were they aware
Of what lay ahead
Would be horrified
At the consequences
And their behaviour
Towards their loved ones
Who understand fully
The why's, and...
Caring for loved ones
They don't get paid for this
They do it out of love
For someone that now
Sometimes , no longer recognises them
Or acts unappreciative
For this care
Sometimes abusive
And even physically aggressive
But each carer knows
That this person they love
Has an illness
Through no fault of their own
And were they aware
Of what lay ahead
Would be horrified
At the consequences
And their behaviour
Towards their loved ones
Who understand fully
The why's, and...
#love
#kindness
#MentalHealth #tragedy
#MentalHealth #tragedy
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
27th Mar 2022 4:00pm
27th Mar 2022 4:00pm
Smoking And Falling Asleep
It was something that she couldn't live to regret.
She died in a fire that was caused by a cigarette.
She was smoking in the dark while she was in bed.
She fell asleep and the fire started and she's dead.
It's particularly sad because she was only twenty-five.
The firefighters fought the fire but she didn't survive.
That lady's body was covered with third degree burns.
This should teach a lesson that needs to be learned.
While you're lying in bed, you should never smoke.
You might die as well and what I'm saying is no joke.
Anna Karen also...
She died in a fire that was caused by a cigarette.
She was smoking in the dark while she was in bed.
She fell asleep and the fire started and she's dead.
It's particularly sad because she was only twenty-five.
The firefighters fought the fire but she didn't survive.
That lady's body was covered with third degree burns.
This should teach a lesson that needs to be learned.
While you're lying in bed, you should never smoke.
You might die as well and what I'm saying is no joke.
Anna Karen also...
#sadness
#death
#fire
#tobacco
#tragedy
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Wired6
Poem Published
24th Feb 2022 12:44pm
24th Feb 2022 12:44pm
Man On A Mission(Song Title).
Allies,military support,sanctions a punishment,not a deterrent,pipeline through North Sea,Paria status,sees the end game,security dismembered,all out attack on a modern day world.
This full scale volcanic eruption has now possibly,
created,
A third world war?
©Wired6. 18/2/2022
This full scale volcanic eruption has now possibly,
created,
A third world war?
©Wired6. 18/2/2022
#tragedy
#suffering
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thinlane
Poem Published
13th Feb 2022 8:28am
13th Feb 2022 8:28am
The Real World
I saw a wino in the street
Stained and stinking of vomit and urine
His hair knotted and streaked with grit
And something else unknowable
I looked away quickly but still he caught my glance
And his eyes were as red as blood
And filled with pain
An agony as deep as his bones
I leaned over and passed him twenty bucks
Though I could guess where it would be spent
I asked him to please get a bite to eat
And he laughed
His voice as gritty as his hair
His eyes though didn't share in the laughter
He told me that he...
Stained and stinking of vomit and urine
His hair knotted and streaked with grit
And something else unknowable
I looked away quickly but still he caught my glance
And his eyes were as red as blood
And filled with pain
An agony as deep as his bones
I leaned over and passed him twenty bucks
Though I could guess where it would be spent
I asked him to please get a bite to eat
And he laughed
His voice as gritty as his hair
His eyes though didn't share in the laughter
He told me that he...
#tragedy
#vulnerability
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oskar
Poem Published
10th Feb 2022 9:30am
10th Feb 2022 9:30am
9-11, the cruel aftermath
9/ 11 the cruel aftermath
Dented western hubris, the mirror cracked
self believes shocked the vanity foundation.
How dare they we are the top predators
our rage will be swift and massive.
Falluja, the western army killed anything that moved
my thought went to Palestine a state of olives
and goat herding, who paid the ultimate prize.
Propaganda is the mixing of truth and deliberate lies
there are those who say Palestine never existed
but old maps tell a different story.
The wheel of the future is ruthless, Israel is tolerated ...
Dented western hubris, the mirror cracked
self believes shocked the vanity foundation.
How dare they we are the top predators
our rage will be swift and massive.
Falluja, the western army killed anything that moved
my thought went to Palestine a state of olives
and goat herding, who paid the ultimate prize.
Propaganda is the mixing of truth and deliberate lies
there are those who say Palestine never existed
but old maps tell a different story.
The wheel of the future is ruthless, Israel is tolerated ...
#hate
#evil
#tragedy
#hypocrisy
#sacrifice
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