Long Poems About Tragedy
#tragedy
caveat
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 11:25am
1st Apr 2025 11:25am
vsh vsh
i still dream of vestina...
-vsh vsh-
i know, i know: veshina
since you'll ask
my
western limits snarl my tongue
every time
i tried to capture
her name. so ves..hina (got it)
would
admonish me and
remind me of the 'h', starting
with 'veshina, veshina!'
then "vesh, vesh"
and
eventually 'vsh vsh'. and
at times
i found myself intentionally
botching
her nomenclature just
to hear her
snake that east-of-here accent
around
her instruction.
and if she was a mentor...
-vsh vsh-
i know, i know: veshina
since you'll ask
my
western limits snarl my tongue
every time
i tried to capture
her name. so ves..hina (got it)
would
admonish me and
remind me of the 'h', starting
with 'veshina, veshina!'
then "vesh, vesh"
and
eventually 'vsh vsh'. and
at times
i found myself intentionally
botching
her nomenclature just
to hear her
snake that east-of-here accent
around
her instruction.
and if she was a mentor...
#freedom
#politics
#tragedy #travel
#tragedy #travel
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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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caveat
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 5:14am
16th Feb 2025 5:14am
jenny lee (generally)
i swore she always arrived
with the pumpkins blaring
siamese dream.
she went from far
out to right
here and just
like that our
lips joined,
hips loined, and
you know
what
happened
next.
it was always her
arms formed
halo around my
mugshot neck, serving
as back-the-fuck-off sentinel
when the crowd summoned her
magic for just
one
more
song. to celebrate
one more round
lost count and
a litter
of drunks proved
my consistent ...
with the pumpkins blaring
siamese dream.
she went from far
out to right
here and just
like that our
lips joined,
hips loined, and
you know
what
happened
next.
it was always her
arms formed
halo around my
mugshot neck, serving
as back-the-fuck-off sentinel
when the crowd summoned her
magic for just
one
more
song. to celebrate
one more round
lost count and
a litter
of drunks proved
my consistent ...
#cancer
#death
#music #tragedy
#music #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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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Dec 2024 11:58am
26th Dec 2024 11:58am
On Her Birthday
Her girlfriends took her out Friday afternoon for her birthday
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
#addiction
#birthday
#friendship
#love
#tragedy
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 7:36pm
1st Oct 2024 7:36pm
A CHANGE IS COMING
As I continue to stand and tolerate, the deepness of the real things, that will affect the very foundation of the world. 🌍 AS we use to connect with it emotionally and physically and spiritually, but yet it's not the same situations that we have known in the past. WHEN things were good for the betterment of humanity and society. For sure we will face now more than ever truly bad times, living in a place that has changed in ways that we could never image. 🤨 For sure people that we thought we could trust, have now become the enemy of the state, with there wicked web...
#greed
#lies
#StreamOfConsciousness
#tragedy
#TruthOfLife
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Wordsmith
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 8:33am
1st Oct 2024 8:33am
Unshackled Yet Enchained (Nigeria's Cry)
October 1st, a day of claimed pride,
Nigeria's independence, a partial stride,
From colonial chains, we broke the mold,
But subtle bonds remain, our progress to hold.
The masters left, but their systems stay,
Institutions rigged, to keep us at bay,
Economic strings, pulled from afar,
Our resources exploited, like a scar.
Foreign powers meddle, with hidden hands,
Influencing policies, that grip our lands,
IMF and World Bank, with conditional ties,
Shackling our growth, with debt's disguise.
Our leaders, puppets on a...
Nigeria's independence, a partial stride,
From colonial chains, we broke the mold,
But subtle bonds remain, our progress to hold.
The masters left, but their systems stay,
Institutions rigged, to keep us at bay,
Economic strings, pulled from afar,
Our resources exploited, like a scar.
Foreign powers meddle, with hidden hands,
Influencing policies, that grip our lands,
IMF and World Bank, with conditional ties,
Shackling our growth, with debt's disguise.
Our leaders, puppets on a...
#freedom
#HumanRights
#politics
#suffering
#tragedy
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oldmanG
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 2:48pm
29th Sep 2024 2:48pm
Climate times(flyin high)
Flyin high in climate times
Gonna get an RV to see
Things not saw by my eyes
Mile marker 29 flys by
Pull into the campground
Stretch my legs and let go
As small talk goes all around
Back on the horse
Rubber on asphalt
Driving on an American Dream
Driving on an American Dream
Mountains stand tall in the distance
A frog hops into whitewater
I want to go to Hawaii
I can’t step onto the runway ...
Gonna get an RV to see
Things not saw by my eyes
Mile marker 29 flys by
Pull into the campground
Stretch my legs and let go
As small talk goes all around
Back on the horse
Rubber on asphalt
Driving on an American Dream
Driving on an American Dream
Mountains stand tall in the distance
A frog hops into whitewater
I want to go to Hawaii
I can’t step onto the runway ...
#earth
#fire
#tragedy #water
#tragedy #water
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
13th Jul 2024 4:36pm
13th Jul 2024 4:36pm
Silent - A Tragedy
Two Years Ago, Gavin
After that? Pretty blurred, really. Tragic, like a dying swan. All that beauty gone. Jace invited me back to his for a drink and a grill up, but I made a decision: get a train and return home early, enough of Philippa. Dawn went to fetch Paul, and Paul drove Dawn, Jace and me back to Lyme House to collect my stuff. Then on to the train station.
We didn't say much on the way to the station. Such an intensity of emotion, Jace and Dawn seemed upset by my departure, even though we hardly knew each other.
At the station, Dawn hugged me,...
After that? Pretty blurred, really. Tragic, like a dying swan. All that beauty gone. Jace invited me back to his for a drink and a grill up, but I made a decision: get a train and return home early, enough of Philippa. Dawn went to fetch Paul, and Paul drove Dawn, Jace and me back to Lyme House to collect my stuff. Then on to the train station.
We didn't say much on the way to the station. Such an intensity of emotion, Jace and Dawn seemed upset by my departure, even though we hardly knew each other.
At the station, Dawn hugged me,...
#mystery
#risk
#tragedy
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 9:45am
25th Jun 2024 9:45am
On His Anniversary
Every time my wife enters the pool, she can't keep her head above the water
It would look as though she was drowning
I would jump in and save her from the deep end
I'd say, stay in the shallow section, over here
She wouldn't say much and just shake her head
Luckily, I have a lock on the gate, which surrounds the entire in ground pool
I'm the only one that knows the code
I don't allow her near the pool, unless I'm nearby
I needed to install this a few years back, since a tragedy occurred
Our son, who was 4 years old went by the edge of the pool and...
It would look as though she was drowning
I would jump in and save her from the deep end
I'd say, stay in the shallow section, over here
She wouldn't say much and just shake her head
Luckily, I have a lock on the gate, which surrounds the entire in ground pool
I'm the only one that knows the code
I don't allow her near the pool, unless I'm nearby
I needed to install this a few years back, since a tragedy occurred
Our son, who was 4 years old went by the edge of the pool and...
#death
#family
#son
#suicide
#tragedy
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PAR
Poem Published
5th Jun 2024 1:42pm
5th Jun 2024 1:42pm
Discovering self-love in coffee foam
In the great theater of life a lone man stands,
married to himself, in self-embrace he united.
Oh, joyful life, such a bright masquerade,
however, behind the mask misery escapes.
Ode to the joy of foam:
When the dawn light breaks, laughter in the air,
children play freely without a single care.
The warm pulse of love, a comforting embrace,
in the cradle of simplicity the tender grace of life.
The Agony of Coffee:
But behold! The skies darken, the storms are fierce,
man stumbles and falls as sorrows pierce. ...
married to himself, in self-embrace he united.
Oh, joyful life, such a bright masquerade,
however, behind the mask misery escapes.
Ode to the joy of foam:
When the dawn light breaks, laughter in the air,
children play freely without a single care.
The warm pulse of love, a comforting embrace,
in the cradle of simplicity the tender grace of life.
The Agony of Coffee:
But behold! The skies darken, the storms are fierce,
man stumbles and falls as sorrows pierce. ...
#confessional
#dance
#loneliness
#myself
#tragedy
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th May 2024 10:01pm
10th May 2024 10:01pm
A Loving Tragedy
Her girlfriends took her out Friday afternoon for her birthday
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
This was her 40th
That Sunday her & her husband were leaving for a Mediterranean Cruise
That was his gift to her
He was deeply in love with her
There was also a close bond between the two of them
About ten years ago she helped her husband overcome drugs & alcohol
He was hooked for years
Almost lost his job, family, house and his own life because of these addictions
It was tough for him
Many times he fell off but he persevered and kept on pushing forward
One day,...
#addiction
#birthday
#friendship
#love
#tragedy
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