Poems About Tragedy Seeking Friendly Advice
#tragedy
The Dark Whispers Of Miss Saigon (Act II of Act III)
Dreams of loving in the ideal of once was in the tidal wave of seeing your gloomy silhouette
Harkens unto the absence of stalwart souls having no engaging energy to reconnect
Kisses in the soft breeze fall upon the desolate of misplaced apparition upon pebbled stones
Hear the entreaties of longing in an image of man barren of my love from my hipbone
My faltering voice saturating as rain in rice fields lay bare as growth they surely shall come
Feeling your wandering languish icy palms slowly crawling over me in the warm midst
To have you in remembrance from...
Harkens unto the absence of stalwart souls having no engaging energy to reconnect
Kisses in the soft breeze fall upon the desolate of misplaced apparition upon pebbled stones
Hear the entreaties of longing in an image of man barren of my love from my hipbone
My faltering voice saturating as rain in rice fields lay bare as growth they surely shall come
Feeling your wandering languish icy palms slowly crawling over me in the warm midst
To have you in remembrance from...
#suicide
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
#tragedy
#passion
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The Dark Tears Of Miss. Saigon (Act I of Act III)
Oh, my love, your fair maiden in the bosom of thy night
When hats are lifted giving the darkness its beckoning light
Come to me the token of my love as I have sold to the pit of abyss my yearning soul
To feel your chilled lips upon mine as the cold night of my maidenhood consoles
Hushed whispers of pleading voices to ether cry out to throes of hell
To be worshipped with one lasting embrace one lingering kiss as deep, wet as a wishing well
In remembrance of earthly breath-to-breath bones to bones now devoid of humanity’s flesh ...
When hats are lifted giving the darkness its beckoning light
Come to me the token of my love as I have sold to the pit of abyss my yearning soul
To feel your chilled lips upon mine as the cold night of my maidenhood consoles
Hushed whispers of pleading voices to ether cry out to throes of hell
To be worshipped with one lasting embrace one lingering kiss as deep, wet as a wishing well
In remembrance of earthly breath-to-breath bones to bones now devoid of humanity’s flesh ...
#suicide
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
#tragedy
#passion
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R.I.P. Bob Grant
I wish that I could tell you that he's still alive but sadly, I can't.
He was a talented British actor and his name was Bob Grant.
I hate to say that on November the 8th of 2003, this gifted actor died.
What made his death even more sad was that he committed suicide.
It was his third suicide attempt and he succeeded on his third try.
I feel sorry for him because he was so unhappy that he was determined to die.
His life ended because of carbon monoxide.
That was how that poor man committed suicide.
He starred in "On The Buses" and he did one hell of a...
He was a talented British actor and his name was Bob Grant.
I hate to say that on November the 8th of 2003, this gifted actor died.
What made his death even more sad was that he committed suicide.
It was his third suicide attempt and he succeeded on his third try.
I feel sorry for him because he was so unhappy that he was determined to die.
His life ended because of carbon monoxide.
That was how that poor man committed suicide.
He starred in "On The Buses" and he did one hell of a...
#death
#suicide
#tragedy
#Britain
#nonfiction
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Pauline
Let me tell you about the most tragic love story that has ever been known.
It's about a man who had a lover and her name was Pauline Jones.
It happened thirty-five years in the past.
But sadly, it was destined not to last.
She was beautiful with her hourglass figure and red hair.
But when she was taken from him, it was sad and unfair.
She had an ex-lover and he was jealous and mean.
He was furious and bitter because he lost Pauline.
Her ex-lover decided to visit her and she rejected him one last time.
He became enraged and he's rotting in...
It's about a man who had a lover and her name was Pauline Jones.
It happened thirty-five years in the past.
But sadly, it was destined not to last.
She was beautiful with her hourglass figure and red hair.
But when she was taken from him, it was sad and unfair.
She had an ex-lover and he was jealous and mean.
He was furious and bitter because he lost Pauline.
Her ex-lover decided to visit her and she rejected him one last time.
He became enraged and he's rotting in...
#love
#jealousy
#murder
#suicide
#tragedy
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Cowardly Terrorists
Cowardly terrorists caused many people a great deal of sorrow.
On September 11, 2001, 2,996 people would have no tomorrow.
Many people died because a few planes were hijacked.
Almost 3,000 people died and they won't be coming back.
At those innocent people's funerals, Many people showed respect by sending flowers.
All because those terrorists caused those planes to crash into the World Trade Towers.
Twenty years ago today, many had good reason to be afraid.
Time sure does fly, it doesn't seem like it has been two decades.
Mom donated $100 to the...
On September 11, 2001, 2,996 people would have no tomorrow.
Many people died because a few planes were hijacked.
Almost 3,000 people died and they won't be coming back.
At those innocent people's funerals, Many people showed respect by sending flowers.
All because those terrorists caused those planes to crash into the World Trade Towers.
Twenty years ago today, many had good reason to be afraid.
Time sure does fly, it doesn't seem like it has been two decades.
Mom donated $100 to the...
#dark
#death
#anniversary
#tragedy
#nonfiction
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A Stroke of Genius (A Tribute to e. e. cummings)
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#women
#LifeStruggles
#tragedy
#disability
#tradition
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Cyanide

#love
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
#nightmares
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That Is The Truth
I am innocent your honor
the defendant pleaded to the judge
I have been framed and I
will swear on a stack of Bibles
as high as my head its the truth
the judge casually replied
you would would you
that won't do you any good
I wouldn't believe a word
that came out of your brain
this court of law has found
you guilty and is gonna hang
your lying ass
that is the truth
the defendant pleaded to the judge
I have been framed and I
will swear on a stack of Bibles
as high as my head its the truth
the judge casually replied
you would would you
that won't do you any good
I wouldn't believe a word
that came out of your brain
this court of law has found
you guilty and is gonna hang
your lying ass
that is the truth
#tragedy
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Outlaw
hints of gloom enter the room
where poetic outlaws sip whiskey
playing games without fears
they plot wars without frontiers
bullets spin in the chamber
love's cocked and loaded
waiting for a itchy trigger finger
to let the sliver hammer fall
I heard a ventriloquist practicing
with his wooden child sitting on his knee
staring off in the distant horizon
but who is the real dummy
poetic outlaws speaking in rhyme
so grizzled from the bourbon
their breath reeks of turpentine
cocks his shooter,...
where poetic outlaws sip whiskey
playing games without fears
they plot wars without frontiers
bullets spin in the chamber
love's cocked and loaded
waiting for a itchy trigger finger
to let the sliver hammer fall
I heard a ventriloquist practicing
with his wooden child sitting on his knee
staring off in the distant horizon
but who is the real dummy
poetic outlaws speaking in rhyme
so grizzled from the bourbon
their breath reeks of turpentine
cocks his shooter,...
#dark
#silence
#tragedy
#greed
#hypocrisy
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Trauma
Trauma kills all that you know
It beats you down and leaves a hole.
A hollow empty that used to know peace.
A black hole that consumes all the good space
Orbiting nothing but fear and self loathing
Knowing you deserve absolutely nothing
Your heart is so cold and over protected
But its required to stay unaffected
These Walls are built to keep me held within
No door available to let love in
Because love is weakness and that we forbid.
No love, no joy, no peace, no happiness.
Just Hollowed out...
It beats you down and leaves a hole.
A hollow empty that used to know peace.
A black hole that consumes all the good space
Orbiting nothing but fear and self loathing
Knowing you deserve absolutely nothing
Your heart is so cold and over protected
But its required to stay unaffected
These Walls are built to keep me held within
No door available to let love in
Because love is weakness and that we forbid.
No love, no joy, no peace, no happiness.
Just Hollowed out...
#depression
#dark
#tragedy
#hurt
#fear
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The Dark Midnight Lights
Along the River Rother
Torch-lights search the muddy banks
Seeking out, the lost, and lonely
After a small boat had been sank
Sadly shattering, those living
As young childhood was taken
A parents one moment of carelessness
Thinking it safe, but were sadly mistaken
The cruel undercurrents, by Rye Harbour
Had stolen some more victims to enslave
The lifeboat on this occasion, unsuccessful
As three young children, were swept away to their grave
circa early 1970's
by Jemia
Torch-lights search the muddy banks
Seeking out, the lost, and lonely
After a small boat had been sank
Sadly shattering, those living
As young childhood was taken
A parents one moment of carelessness
Thinking it safe, but were sadly mistaken
The cruel undercurrents, by Rye Harbour
Had stolen some more victims to enslave
The lifeboat on this occasion, unsuccessful
As three young children, were swept away to their grave
circa early 1970's
by Jemia
#children
#river
#tragedy
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My Pink Skull
My Pink Skull”
Infrared day-glow stars wish me well on Christmases and breakups with pretend lovers
Trick or treating on happy birthdays are made underneath your soiled, congealed covers
Rest with me upon the sheen of sewn together lips and hips that wear fever blisters
Your breath is a gin and tonic of past lives with dead wives, brothers and misters.
Pharmaceutical penetration leaks with alcoholic lies of glitter filled favored dreams
Pink skulls bleed emerald, make believe disorders of your photogenic rigid screams
...
Infrared day-glow stars wish me well on Christmases and breakups with pretend lovers
Trick or treating on happy birthdays are made underneath your soiled, congealed covers
Rest with me upon the sheen of sewn together lips and hips that wear fever blisters
Your breath is a gin and tonic of past lives with dead wives, brothers and misters.
Pharmaceutical penetration leaks with alcoholic lies of glitter filled favored dreams
Pink skulls bleed emerald, make believe disorders of your photogenic rigid screams
...
#sadness
#dark
#heartbroken
#confessional
#tragedy
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