Least Read Poems About Tragedy
#tragedy
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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Osculation
Raindrops clung to the glass of the bus shelter.
Seeds of liquid silver illuminated by the glow
of the streetlights.
Mist hung suspended in the cool evening air as
rain fell from the midnight sky. The pitter patter
of it hitting the concrete attended the sound
of your breathing.
Two hearts beat in rhythm as the world seemed
to fall away. Your wet hair clung to your cheeks
as you stood shivering, only inches from me. I
could feel the goosebumps on your arm as my
hand brushed past it.
Your sanguine lips parted...
Seeds of liquid silver illuminated by the glow
of the streetlights.
Mist hung suspended in the cool evening air as
rain fell from the midnight sky. The pitter patter
of it hitting the concrete attended the sound
of your breathing.
Two hearts beat in rhythm as the world seemed
to fall away. Your wet hair clung to your cheeks
as you stood shivering, only inches from me. I
could feel the goosebumps on your arm as my
hand brushed past it.
Your sanguine lips parted...
#fiction
#tragedy
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This One Bar Where A Friend's Bachelor Party Was Being Held
As soon as we got
to this one bar where a friend's
bachelor party
was being held, I saw this
one chick with curly blonde hair.
I walked up to that
chick, tapped on her shoulder and
was about to tell
her my name but that's before
she saw the guest of honor.
She pushed me aside,
pulled a gun out of her black
leather jacket and
shot that poor guy straight in the
heart which made the others scream.
And after she said
that it was for breaking her
sister's heart at the
altar, she fired one...
to this one bar where a friend's
bachelor party
was being held, I saw this
one chick with curly blonde hair.
I walked up to that
chick, tapped on her shoulder and
was about to tell
her my name but that's before
she saw the guest of honor.
She pushed me aside,
pulled a gun out of her black
leather jacket and
shot that poor guy straight in the
heart which made the others scream.
And after she said
that it was for breaking her
sister's heart at the
altar, she fired one...
#violence
#fiction
#dialogue
#tanka
#tragedy
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The Sword of Mordred: Part VI

#conflict
#family
#memories
#tragedy
#revenge
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Jefferson City- How in the World Did This Happen?
I had gotten to Jefferson City after roughly ten hours in the car. I made a minor detour in Nebraska so I could cross from Nebraska into Missouri and cross a state border I had never crossed before. I planned the same thing for the next night, so I could cross from Missouri into Kentucky. Like normal, I got settled in my room and found the closest, nearest thing to a sports bar to have dinner, a beer, watch football, and talk to people. I walked in and looked for the seat at the bar that gave me the best chance to get picked up. There was a seat near a corner with a man on the right and...
#tragedy
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While Under The Boardwalk
While under the boardwalk, we
found some college girl stripped, beaten
and raped by some local thugs.
found some college girl stripped, beaten
and raped by some local thugs.
#beach
#fiction
#dialogue
#tragedy
#dirty
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a dead butterfly on the windowsill
a dead butterfly on the windowsill
the child didn't believe when found it still
it was still so pretty though lifeless and stiff
many found it right to put it on a stick
plastic flowers atop the chest of drawers
its new permanent home this imitation tower
a dead butterfly on the windowsill
a fatal mistake- it followed its will.
the child didn't believe when found it still
it was still so pretty though lifeless and stiff
many found it right to put it on a stick
plastic flowers atop the chest of drawers
its new permanent home this imitation tower
a dead butterfly on the windowsill
a fatal mistake- it followed its will.
#love
#tragedy
#metaphor
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Fallout
Too late, they’re already in the air
it’s now one minute after midnight
this is more than just a bomb scare
as those glaring red rockets take flight
Targets are all acquired and locked
there is no stopping this final madness
if only they sat down and really talked
we could have avoided all of this sadness
Only minutes left until impact strikes
panic in the streets with nowhere to go
death toll to come, never seen the likes
it’s going to be one hell of a light show
Time slows down on the ticking clock
the...
it’s now one minute after midnight
this is more than just a bomb scare
as those glaring red rockets take flight
Targets are all acquired and locked
there is no stopping this final madness
if only they sat down and really talked
we could have avoided all of this sadness
Only minutes left until impact strikes
panic in the streets with nowhere to go
death toll to come, never seen the likes
it’s going to be one hell of a light show
Time slows down on the ticking clock
the...
#shadows
#silence
#tragedy #suffering
#tragedy #suffering
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On The Edge Under The Full Moon
When they saw
her stand on the
edge under the
full moon, they
ran over to stop
her but she jumped
anyway.
her stand on the
edge under the
full moon, they
ran over to stop
her but she jumped
anyway.
#gothic
#death
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#tragedy
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Otherworldly Memories Part IV: The Evil Eye
- Otherworldly Memories Part IV: The Evil Eye -
So it came to pass, that after my marriage to the duchess Kar'mila Crom-Cruach, known to me more intimately as Kaitlin, was officiated and celebrated across all of the lands that belonged to us... we did set out with much ceremony and with a mighty host at our side for the island of Eriu, which was of old the ancestral seat of Kaitlin's people. They ruled there from a great city that had once been but a hill fort in the earliest of days, and the name of that city was Tara... the same as the great hill upon which it lay. Many peoples...
So it came to pass, that after my marriage to the duchess Kar'mila Crom-Cruach, known to me more intimately as Kaitlin, was officiated and celebrated across all of the lands that belonged to us... we did set out with much ceremony and with a mighty host at our side for the island of Eriu, which was of old the ancestral seat of Kaitlin's people. They ruled there from a great city that had once been but a hill fort in the earliest of days, and the name of that city was Tara... the same as the great hill upon which it lay. Many peoples...
#dark
#war
#science
#memories
#tragedy
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Highway Of Tears
So many missing and murdered indigenous women
did they deserve to die the way these people have?
mothers, daughters, sisters, aunts and grandmothers
some would blame their at risk lifestyle and other crap
At risk lifestyles from being oppressed for many years
Alcoholics? Yes. Prostitues? Yes. Drug addicts? Yes
deserving of less respect because that is all they knew?
no, they deserved better because of their addictions
These women deserved love, kindness, support and help
but aboriginals in Canada seldom get that kind of luxury ...
did they deserve to die the way these people have?
mothers, daughters, sisters, aunts and grandmothers
some would blame their at risk lifestyle and other crap
At risk lifestyles from being oppressed for many years
Alcoholics? Yes. Prostitues? Yes. Drug addicts? Yes
deserving of less respect because that is all they knew?
no, they deserved better because of their addictions
These women deserved love, kindness, support and help
but aboriginals in Canada seldom get that kind of luxury ...
#death
#shadows
#silence
#tragedy
#suffering
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