Least Read Poems About Tragedy
#tragedy
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
4th Jun 2020 2:52am
4th Jun 2020 2:52am
Uncut the Mid 2020
When the clock stroke eleven fifty-nine
On December twenty nineteenth
Less then a minute for what
Would be the new norm,
Who would have thought,
That was the last “normal”
the world would ever witness.
Each passing of days,
Its more challenging to live
To breath,
The oxygen that freely was given
If humanity would practice more kindness
We would be two steps forward
Then centuries backwards,
The last couple of days,
Hesitant
and pondering on what seem
to be extraterrestrial,
Voices...
On December twenty nineteenth
Less then a minute for what
Would be the new norm,
Who would have thought,
That was the last “normal”
the world would ever witness.
Each passing of days,
Its more challenging to live
To breath,
The oxygen that freely was given
If humanity would practice more kindness
We would be two steps forward
Then centuries backwards,
The last couple of days,
Hesitant
and pondering on what seem
to be extraterrestrial,
Voices...
#LifeStruggles
#tragedy
#greed
#culture
#morality
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 2:01pm
2nd Mar 2025 2:01pm
The war is over?
I can't go on any longer
War wearied and worn soldiers
Fight battles for leaders
Whose hearts have grown colder
Hiding out in buildings of rubble
Machine gun fire doubles
While comfortable generals raise a toast
For map lines moving, ever so subtle
Clouds of debris from bombings
Innocent families sobbing
Cries from the dark night
Are stuck in my head, forever haunting
Friends tell me the war has ended
I'm back home and mending
But my thoughts are troubled
And I feel into hell, I've descended
War wearied and worn soldiers
Fight battles for leaders
Whose hearts have grown colder
Hiding out in buildings of rubble
Machine gun fire doubles
While comfortable generals raise a toast
For map lines moving, ever so subtle
Clouds of debris from bombings
Innocent families sobbing
Cries from the dark night
Are stuck in my head, forever haunting
Friends tell me the war has ended
I'm back home and mending
But my thoughts are troubled
And I feel into hell, I've descended
#death
#sacrifice
#suffering
#tragedy
#war
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 1:25pm
5th Mar 2025 1:25pm
MOUTHFUL OF KNIVES
What does the body do with a wound it cannot close?
A memory that just won't fade , a dream that replays a thousand times that you can't run from!
Thoughts that drown and swallow you from the inside out.
The wind shreds its own breath, bleeding rust between its teeth. Oh the taste of Iron ! All too familiar, all too real.
A mouth unhinges. Not to scream, not to pray—just to split, broken thoughts, empty.
Something shatters under the skin—bone, voice, meaning— lost , no where to hide.
a hymn reduced to marrow, an altar eaten from the inside out.
A stone...
A memory that just won't fade , a dream that replays a thousand times that you can't run from!
Thoughts that drown and swallow you from the inside out.
The wind shreds its own breath, bleeding rust between its teeth. Oh the taste of Iron ! All too familiar, all too real.
A mouth unhinges. Not to scream, not to pray—just to split, broken thoughts, empty.
Something shatters under the skin—bone, voice, meaning— lost , no where to hide.
a hymn reduced to marrow, an altar eaten from the inside out.
A stone...
#abuse
#despair
#evil
#suffering
#tragedy
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 9:25pm
6th Feb 2025 9:25pm
Existential Dread
I realized today why I have existential dread. Its darker reasons.
I have existential dread about why money exists, why people wear clothes, and so forth because my family made me feel disgusting. Like an animal. Not a human. Not a beautiful soul. But a body that they could take advantage of. That they could beat, rape, and destroy. I never felt like anything but a meat suit. A piece of meat.
I remember when I was 21, going out with this guy, thinking I liked him, but then going to the restroom, being vulnerable in there, feeling disgusted. All I kept thinking was...
I have existential dread about why money exists, why people wear clothes, and so forth because my family made me feel disgusting. Like an animal. Not a human. Not a beautiful soul. But a body that they could take advantage of. That they could beat, rape, and destroy. I never felt like anything but a meat suit. A piece of meat.
I remember when I was 21, going out with this guy, thinking I liked him, but then going to the restroom, being vulnerable in there, feeling disgusted. All I kept thinking was...
#dark
#tragedy
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shelly_crash
Shekhar
Shekhar
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 4:07am
20th Feb 2025 4:07am
Last Look at the Sea
Tired and weary eyes scan the horizon
In search of a lost friend and the beloved son
Hands on the knees, heavy breathe and lips barely apart
Standing by the shore, wipes his tears as he slowly departs
A broken soul subtly smiles, he is finally free
And waves goodbye as he takes one last look at the sea
An old man with muddy clothes and an old body
Who left his past, fled from home, and became nobody
Dreams to be free in the new town streets
But the cold-hearted stares hover around
And redundant questions push him back to the sea ...
In search of a lost friend and the beloved son
Hands on the knees, heavy breathe and lips barely apart
Standing by the shore, wipes his tears as he slowly departs
A broken soul subtly smiles, he is finally free
And waves goodbye as he takes one last look at the sea
An old man with muddy clothes and an old body
Who left his past, fled from home, and became nobody
Dreams to be free in the new town streets
But the cold-hearted stares hover around
And redundant questions push him back to the sea ...
#tragedy
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 4:47am
3rd Feb 2025 4:47am
In Alia's World, There's Only Darkness
How Alia Lynch would naturally react to any situation... The real reaction, not the one masking niceness.
Girl scout: "Wanna buy cookies?"
Alia: "BITCH!!! FUCK YOU!!! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!!!! STOP PRETENDING TO BE NICE!!!" *takes the cookie box and smashes it a million times and then throws it*
Random stranger: "Hi, how are you?"
Alia: I HATE YOU!!!! I HATEEE YOUUUU!!! *takes a crow bar and strikes them a bunch of times and can't stop*
Potential lover: *gives flowers*
Alia:...
Girl scout: "Wanna buy cookies?"
Alia: "BITCH!!! FUCK YOU!!! YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!!!! STOP PRETENDING TO BE NICE!!!" *takes the cookie box and smashes it a million times and then throws it*
Random stranger: "Hi, how are you?"
Alia: I HATE YOU!!!! I HATEEE YOUUUU!!! *takes a crow bar and strikes them a bunch of times and can't stop*
Potential lover: *gives flowers*
Alia:...
#suffering
#tragedy
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