Poems About Tragedy Seeking Honest Critique
#tragedy
hgnichols
Poem Published
Today 5:00pm
Today 5:00pm
Canto IV: The Hunt
Soon thereafter camps were closed for good,
and all of us, the poor, expelled into
The Black Valley. The intervening years
put time and distance in between we two,
toiling, separate, for our families.
We met again by chance years later when,
on hunt, our villages had joined our best.
Hardened by the constant fight to breathe
the man before me bore a small resemblance
To the scrawny child planted in the earth,
and I was much the same. The time and plight
had withered from my limb all happy green.
By contrast, his was as a winter...
and all of us, the poor, expelled into
The Black Valley. The intervening years
put time and distance in between we two,
toiling, separate, for our families.
We met again by chance years later when,
on hunt, our villages had joined our best.
Hardened by the constant fight to breathe
the man before me bore a small resemblance
To the scrawny child planted in the earth,
and I was much the same. The time and plight
had withered from my limb all happy green.
By contrast, his was as a winter...
#regret
#friendship
#nature #tragedy
#nature #tragedy
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Stoney223
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:17pm
Yesterday 3:17pm
POLICE BRUTALITY
As the days become more treacherous slowly swirling around with the process of the pain, that screams within the depth of the heart and soul of everyone as it overwhelms us to see and hear the news. That seems to reach deeper than you can imagine with its vision affect of another, image of someone being pinned down by a cop with his knee in his neck, as he was committing murder right before your eyes. Yet when you see the people of all creed and race and gathering peacefully for the same cause, it speaks volumes about this continue attack upon human life with police brutality which is a...
#scary
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#tragedy
#historical
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Stoney223
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:49pm
Yesterday 12:49pm
THE TRUST IS GONE
Through these troubling times of insanity with the madness of senseless, violences and murders against humanity all because of the colour of a person's skin. The trust that was once built between the people and police, after another person has been killed by the police not so long ago with no justice. Yet here we are at the same crossroad again as it has happen again, leaving the trust stain with more blood destroyed by the hatred of the police and non common sense. As it has been lost within the turmoil of the darkness within the storm again, for how are we to trust the police to serve and...
#scary
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#PowerOfWords
#tragedy
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
29th May 2020 10:44pm
29th May 2020 10:44pm
The Year The Corona Got Real Big / &/Or/ Lament for George
Imbecilic leadership...........
killer microbugs kill over 100,000,in USA, &
it's only just begun,
& we gotta hurry open retail, industry,
& alcohol joints, lest we perish
from jobless poverty and sobriety
Be'tween a rockin' hard'place we be......
~ Honey, git me another beer,
And take off that fckn mask,. ~
Minneapolis is burning burning burning....
"A riot is just the voice of the unheard."
George...
killer microbugs kill over 100,000,in USA, &
it's only just begun,
& we gotta hurry open retail, industry,
& alcohol joints, lest we perish
from jobless poverty and sobriety
Be'tween a rockin' hard'place we be......
~ Honey, git me another beer,
And take off that fckn mask,. ~
Minneapolis is burning burning burning....
"A riot is just the voice of the unheard."
George...
#anger
#violence
#illness
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
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hgnichols
Poem Published
26th May 2020 10:10pm
26th May 2020 10:10pm
Canto III: Germinate
I took him by the hand, my sense restored
and fleeing, led him to a ditch beneath
a shed’s foundation, where the dead were stored.
The opening was scarce enough to squeeze
in his emaciated state, but still
it served, best chance to slip the guard
which soon with fury searched the barren grounds.
Myself forgotten in the wake of it,
the corpse of guard instead like wolves did hunt
the murderer of their beloved chief,
who on them showered spoils at our expense.
For thirty days I brought the boy his food
and stood in watch as...
and fleeing, led him to a ditch beneath
a shed’s foundation, where the dead were stored.
The opening was scarce enough to squeeze
in his emaciated state, but still
it served, best chance to slip the guard
which soon with fury searched the barren grounds.
Myself forgotten in the wake of it,
the corpse of guard instead like wolves did hunt
the murderer of their beloved chief,
who on them showered spoils at our expense.
For thirty days I brought the boy his food
and stood in watch as...
#regret
#friendship
#tragedy
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3 Comments
Enigma19
Atiemo
Atiemo
Poem Published
24th May 2020 1:21am
24th May 2020 1:21am
The plight of a slave
Black and white
All innocent before thy sight
Elegant beings with their first bellow
The sign of life fluxing through their veins
But little do they know
That their fate is nothing but a desolate fellow.
Abandoned by their creators
And left in the hands of vultures
A tiny box as their companion
And the wails of a frightened infant
The only route to a savior
But a new hen approaches with a bad omen.
She rescues the creature from nature’s savageness
Only to be raised by Cinderella’s wicked stepmother
Together with...
All innocent before thy sight
Elegant beings with their first bellow
The sign of life fluxing through their veins
But little do they know
That their fate is nothing but a desolate fellow.
Abandoned by their creators
And left in the hands of vultures
A tiny box as their companion
And the wails of a frightened infant
The only route to a savior
But a new hen approaches with a bad omen.
She rescues the creature from nature’s savageness
Only to be raised by Cinderella’s wicked stepmother
Together with...
#rejection
#tragedy
#suffering
#FeelingTrapped
#emotional
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Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
14th May 2020 6:28pm
14th May 2020 6:28pm
[Trigger Warning] Ugly Feet
Unless talking about animals feef/paws, or baby feet, even just saying the word "toes"
Triggers in my mind those
Horrific images of the balls of feet,
Portruding too far, and red and sweaty undersides of feet,
Toes, pointing so high up, with huge big toes that angle so sharply inwards,
Skinny toes, whos bases and middle joint curve so far inwards,
As to create big gaps between each one, between each large toe end,
As though they were someone who spread their toes all the way apart, (which is also an unnerving image to see in my head).
Feet with...
Triggers in my mind those
Horrific images of the balls of feet,
Portruding too far, and red and sweaty undersides of feet,
Toes, pointing so high up, with huge big toes that angle so sharply inwards,
Skinny toes, whos bases and middle joint curve so far inwards,
As to create big gaps between each one, between each large toe end,
As though they were someone who spread their toes all the way apart, (which is also an unnerving image to see in my head).
Feet with...
#hate
#LifeStruggles
#frustration
#tragedy
#disappointment
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Stoney223
Poem Published
12th May 2020 1:07pm
12th May 2020 1:07pm
I PUT MY TRUST IN YOU
As I face this morning and slowly rise to awake, from another restless night of another night of tossing and turning. As the whispers of the darkness slowly creeps into the subconsciousness of my mind, as it grabs at the very core of my soul penetrating through the stairway of my inner thoughts. Yet I try to block out the images of the many shadows of the darkness, with its demons and gouls that seems to come from the dead of night, running through my soul impacting the stimulation of my mind and heart ripping out my soul. As they are haunting me and sending subliminal messages, that just...
#motivational
#inspirational
#scary
#confessional
#tragedy
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Vintagemind05
Poem Published
1st May 2020 4:50am
1st May 2020 4:50am
The streets is not a game
Some say they're ok,
with a smile on their face.
deep down inside is a different place.
shows all the anger and despair,
throughout ones time.
some don't get the chance to find someone
let them know everything will be ok.
lives lost to violence and drugs,
labeled violent thugs. pain is silenced by drugs.
turmoil in ones life can decide why one gets high.
walk the streets unnoticed but look closely some have already died.
why,! leave, those who most need the help behind.
used to abuse and pain. but why? ...
with a smile on their face.
deep down inside is a different place.
shows all the anger and despair,
throughout ones time.
some don't get the chance to find someone
let them know everything will be ok.
lives lost to violence and drugs,
labeled violent thugs. pain is silenced by drugs.
turmoil in ones life can decide why one gets high.
walk the streets unnoticed but look closely some have already died.
why,! leave, those who most need the help behind.
used to abuse and pain. but why? ...
#hate
#dark
#TruthOfLife
#tragedy
#hypocrisy
75 reads
13 Comments
Angeliki
Poem Published
25th Apr 2020 8:35am
25th Apr 2020 8:35am
Growing High
Arrested I was born
The narrator burnt alive
You are too intelligent
Kill rape murder and lies
Run away into the sea
Ocean waves come crashing slowly at me
Suffocating you are in my dream
Slowly occupy the vacancy
a flightless moth gives into you to see
Below the fire never stops burning
Growing higher and higher always yearning
Do you want to be love today
I'll play the role when your done
Both together will be buried alive
Culture will save us
The bluebird flies
End of rope
Who built the noose
Did he...
The narrator burnt alive
You are too intelligent
Kill rape murder and lies
Run away into the sea
Ocean waves come crashing slowly at me
Suffocating you are in my dream
Slowly occupy the vacancy
a flightless moth gives into you to see
Below the fire never stops burning
Growing higher and higher always yearning
Do you want to be love today
I'll play the role when your done
Both together will be buried alive
Culture will save us
The bluebird flies
End of rope
Who built the noose
Did he...
#love
#murder
#identity
#tragedy
#tradition
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Stoney223
Poem Published
25th Apr 2020 7:25am
25th Apr 2020 7:25am
CRAWL BEFORE YOU CAN WALK
They say that we are born into this world of life without a purpose nor sense of direction, for what real life is gonna be like on the other side of reality. As it will surely be waiting on us on the other side of life's darkness of the unknown, with its many mysteries to be unfolded once we learn and start to crawl before we can even walk. Yet for some of us it meant growing up in a world called the inner city, a place that we never imagine through our wildest dreams a world of suffering and misery scared by poverty, yet it is the hand that is served to us as life will be seen through our...
#scary
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#tragedy
#StreamOfConsciousness
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drone
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2020 9:22am
22nd Apr 2020 9:22am
Rivers
If
there were rivers
within the minds
of the many
Barren
would be the banks
Poisoned
would be the waters
where the scum
of willful ignorance
Floats
to the rapids
that pour
into the reservoir
of placid hope
that things
will get better
when we vote
there were rivers
within the minds
of the many
Barren
would be the banks
Poisoned
would be the waters
where the scum
of willful ignorance
Floats
to the rapids
that pour
into the reservoir
of placid hope
that things
will get better
when we vote
#sadness
#LifeStruggles
#honesty
#tragedy
#disappointment
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