Poems About Tragedy Seeking Friendly Advice
#tragedy
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
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
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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
236 reads
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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
3rd May 2022 1:21am
3rd May 2022 1:21am
never satisfied
#lion
#nature
#tragedy
#suffering
#hypocrisy
431 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
400 reads
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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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1 Comment
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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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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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
30th Jan 2022 9:43pm
30th Jan 2022 9:43pm
Glimpse of eternity
An uncertain
Vague future
Seized upon him
Like wolves tearing flesh
From their prey
He stood alone
To face this
Eternal damnation
His apprehension
Was negligence
On his part
Handcuffed with
Blood spattered garments
Leering over bodies
Justice would not look
Favorably upon him
He glimpsed eternity
In the red and blue
Pulsating lights
Vague future
Seized upon him
Like wolves tearing flesh
From their prey
He stood alone
To face this
Eternal damnation
His apprehension
Was negligence
On his part
Handcuffed with
Blood spattered garments
Leering over bodies
Justice would not look
Favorably upon him
He glimpsed eternity
In the red and blue
Pulsating lights
#dark
#death
#tragedy
#suffering
#nightmares
374 reads
11 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
9th Jan 2022 00:11am
9th Jan 2022 00:11am
The Email
Talk about internet trolls. Today is the fifth anniversary of the fire and I get this totally sick email.
Thinking Of You, the subject reads.
A bit odd, but I open the email anyway, despite not recognising the name of the Sender. I gape. Is this someone's idea of a joke? Or am I dreaming? No way would a normal person write a message like this:
I passed you on the street the other day but you didn't recognise me. Your name is Gavin Montgomery and you're twenty-three-old. Your parents live in Doncaster and they have one other son who's a couple of years...
Thinking Of You, the subject reads.
A bit odd, but I open the email anyway, despite not recognising the name of the Sender. I gape. Is this someone's idea of a joke? Or am I dreaming? No way would a normal person write a message like this:
I passed you on the street the other day but you didn't recognise me. Your name is Gavin Montgomery and you're twenty-three-old. Your parents live in Doncaster and they have one other son who's a couple of years...
#mystery
#tragedy
#risk #fear
#risk #fear
373 reads
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Sweetlovin76
Poem Published
4th Jan 2022 2:35am
4th Jan 2022 2:35am
Big Foot
Walking in the woods is
a terrifying experience.
You never know what
will happen to you.
Then you cross a path
that can change your life
forever. You start to walk
carefully in those woods.
When you're faced with
danger lurking in the
dark, you just want to
scream bloody murder.
You suddenly spot a hairy
tall looking scary creature.
You freeze hoping it doesn't
spot you.
You want to run away, but
you're too scared to
move, you feel a rush of
chill running down
your...
a terrifying experience.
You never know what
will happen to you.
Then you cross a path
that can change your life
forever. You start to walk
carefully in those woods.
When you're faced with
danger lurking in the
dark, you just want to
scream bloody murder.
You suddenly spot a hairy
tall looking scary creature.
You freeze hoping it doesn't
spot you.
You want to run away, but
you're too scared to
move, you feel a rush of
chill running down
your...
#dark
#silence
#tragedy
365 reads
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 00:53am
30th Nov 2021 00:53am
The Dark Fires Of Miss. Saigon (Act III of Act III)
My love my whispers are getting faint to speak
The demons’ fog swirls and circles my feet
Obscuring my sight, my war for freedom is getting weak
Torrents of pain, silenced voices, weary faces without names
Sacrifices of blood on the pentagram of pain
Blackness comforting the steps of my feet
The stench of humanity’s disobedience, roasting in a lake of fire as consecrated meat
Death in my disgraced dishonor birthed in the name of love
The passage of the abyss is narrow I tarry in...
The demons’ fog swirls and circles my feet
Obscuring my sight, my war for freedom is getting weak
Torrents of pain, silenced voices, weary faces without names
Sacrifices of blood on the pentagram of pain
Blackness comforting the steps of my feet
The stench of humanity’s disobedience, roasting in a lake of fire as consecrated meat
Death in my disgraced dishonor birthed in the name of love
The passage of the abyss is narrow I tarry in...
#love
#tragedy
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suicide
685 reads
7 Comments
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