Long Poems About Tragedy
#tragedy
Lozzamus
Poem Published
9th Jan 2022 00:11am
9th Jan 2022 00:11am
The Email
Talk about internet trolls. Today is the fifth anniversary of the fire and I get this totally sick email.
Thinking Of You, the subject reads.
A bit odd, but I open the email anyway, despite not recognising the name of the Sender. I gape. Is this someone's idea of a joke? Or am I dreaming? No way would a normal person write a message like this:
I passed you on the street the other day but you didn't recognise me. Your name is Gavin Montgomery and you're twenty-three-old. Your parents live in Doncaster and they have one other son who's a couple of years...
Thinking Of You, the subject reads.
A bit odd, but I open the email anyway, despite not recognising the name of the Sender. I gape. Is this someone's idea of a joke? Or am I dreaming? No way would a normal person write a message like this:
I passed you on the street the other day but you didn't recognise me. Your name is Gavin Montgomery and you're twenty-three-old. Your parents live in Doncaster and they have one other son who's a couple of years...
#mystery
#tragedy
#risk #fear
#risk #fear
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8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 00:53am
30th Nov 2021 00:53am
The Dark Fires Of Miss. Saigon (Act III of Act III)
My love my whispers are getting faint to speak
The demons’ fog swirls and circles my feet
Obscuring my sight, my war for freedom is getting weak
Torrents of pain, silenced voices, weary faces without names
Sacrifices of blood on the pentagram of pain
Blackness comforting the steps of my feet
The stench of humanity’s disobedience, roasting in a lake of fire as consecrated meat
Death in my disgraced dishonor birthed in the name of love
The passage of the abyss is narrow I tarry in...
The demons’ fog swirls and circles my feet
Obscuring my sight, my war for freedom is getting weak
Torrents of pain, silenced voices, weary faces without names
Sacrifices of blood on the pentagram of pain
Blackness comforting the steps of my feet
The stench of humanity’s disobedience, roasting in a lake of fire as consecrated meat
Death in my disgraced dishonor birthed in the name of love
The passage of the abyss is narrow I tarry in...
#love
#suicide
#UnrequitedLove
#tragedy
#despair
238 reads
7 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Nov 2021 9:10pm
28th Nov 2021 9:10pm
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
140 reads
18 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Nov 2021 7:35am
28th Nov 2021 7:35am
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
136 reads
16 Comments
A_Conduit
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2021 00:29am
23rd Sep 2021 00:29am
An Age Of Consent
#depression
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
#transgender
#manipulation
93 reads
0 Comments
corpselily2185
Poem Published
4th Jun 2021 9:49pm
4th Jun 2021 9:49pm
Cyanide
#love
#lyrics
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
#nightmares
174 reads
0 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
25th May 2021 4:31am
25th May 2021 4:31am
Eulogy of The Horizon
What is spring but the planned pregnancy of nature?
Like rebirth on routine and conveyor belt harvesting
Processed beauty bringing forth bloom like the offspring of mother nature
Yet we exploit her young and speak a monotonous metaphor
How hard it is to see a rose knowing it will wilt?
In all the naked glory of the fields for a calendar spread
And yet it seems she makes for a better centerfold
Like if the world is exploitable then nothing is off limits
Why are we so prone to showcase tragedy?
Like winter is the frost bite of...
Like rebirth on routine and conveyor belt harvesting
Processed beauty bringing forth bloom like the offspring of mother nature
Yet we exploit her young and speak a monotonous metaphor
How hard it is to see a rose knowing it will wilt?
In all the naked glory of the fields for a calendar spread
And yet it seems she makes for a better centerfold
Like if the world is exploitable then nothing is off limits
Why are we so prone to showcase tragedy?
Like winter is the frost bite of...
#death
#fall
#nature
#LifeCycle
#tragedy
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1 Comment
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 4:01pm
9th Apr 2021 4:01pm
Cumulative Costs
She glistened bronze in the morning sun
gliding across the sand.
His pale body was sprawled in early light,
but he smiled through a drunken fog,
“Listen, in the distance, a lone gull cries.”
She looked down on him surprised – perturbed.
Now, he had her eyes and they were beautiful!
“We always hear the gulls cry on this beach,
but don’t always have to step around drunks,”
and her eyes turned quickly away.
He stared after as her form grew smaller in the distance.
He memorized the lovely shape...
gliding across the sand.
His pale body was sprawled in early light,
but he smiled through a drunken fog,
“Listen, in the distance, a lone gull cries.”
She looked down on him surprised – perturbed.
Now, he had her eyes and they were beautiful!
“We always hear the gulls cry on this beach,
but don’t always have to step around drunks,”
and her eyes turned quickly away.
He stared after as her form grew smaller in the distance.
He memorized the lovely shape...
#sex
#tragedy
#hurt
226 reads
1 Comment
DanielChristensen
Poem Published
7th Jan 2021 2:45am
7th Jan 2021 2:45am
Pupils Equal And Reactive to Light
Hi, folks. I wrote this in reaction to the events of this day, which will live in infamy, January 6th of 2021, the day that insurrectionists, fueled and emboldened by the lies and misdirection of a megalomaniacal autocrat, desperate to hold the reins of power, stormed the Capitol building in a lunatic attempt to overthrow the democratic process. During the violence, a woman as yet unnamed was shot and killed, who fired the fatal bullet is also as yet unknown. In a democracy, we decide upon our leadership by the process of voting and accept the results of that electoral race. Protest is an...
#corruption
#violence
#America
#tragedy
#deception
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11 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
1st Jan 2021 1:19pm
1st Jan 2021 1:19pm
Ashtar Command
In times ancient but not forgotten
a young responsible Commander
took a serious decision, so fatefully thought in
the details as to bring merciful chance, as He has candour.
The Realms of Time and Space
where each decision is at stake
and energetic laws are controlled with strict pace,
and where the Brothers' mission is to wake
those who wanted to experience
out of Frustration Divine
alternative paths, now disobbedience
of the Absolute Love, but it's fine.
Ashtar decided to initiate a Mission ...
a young responsible Commander
took a serious decision, so fatefully thought in
the details as to bring merciful chance, as He has candour.
The Realms of Time and Space
where each decision is at stake
and energetic laws are controlled with strict pace,
and where the Brothers' mission is to wake
those who wanted to experience
out of Frustration Divine
alternative paths, now disobbedience
of the Absolute Love, but it's fine.
Ashtar decided to initiate a Mission ...
#dreams
#universe
#spiritual
#tragedy
#historical
134 reads
3 Comments
Jessie_Jones
Poem Published
11th Dec 2020 3:03pm
11th Dec 2020 3:03pm
Tuesday Fairytale
So now is for the day I felt every horrible emotion
Trying to be strong was the only sane devotion
Praying for saving, screaming for an answer
These are the effects of an evil deadly cancer
Looking to the heavens I felt like I was dying
Guidance and relief, God was simply not providing
My sight had been tainted, I was lost inside my brain
Helplessness swarmed, his name I yelled in vain
The guilt wouldn't wash off, so I'd lather, rinse, repeat
Anxiety rushed over like a race forced to compete
How did it start, my recollection, an abrupt waking ...
Trying to be strong was the only sane devotion
Praying for saving, screaming for an answer
These are the effects of an evil deadly cancer
Looking to the heavens I felt like I was dying
Guidance and relief, God was simply not providing
My sight had been tainted, I was lost inside my brain
Helplessness swarmed, his name I yelled in vain
The guilt wouldn't wash off, so I'd lather, rinse, repeat
Anxiety rushed over like a race forced to compete
How did it start, my recollection, an abrupt waking ...
#regret
#suicide
#tragedy
168 reads
0 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2020 8:02pm
2nd Dec 2020 8:02pm
SPOOX Rising, SPOOX Spooking The Pious
l a rg e,
d a r k creatures of
indeterminant o r i g i n ,
graze about yOur separated space.
You s ee m to sense
Them as a threat
to the legion of apparitions you are husbanding in hopes
of converting yOur terror
into monetary gain.
(way to go ! ),
But on-the-(proverbial)-other hand,
Such cultivation would usually be...
d a r k creatures of
indeterminant o r i g i n ,
graze about yOur separated space.
You s ee m to sense
Them as a threat
to the legion of apparitions you are husbanding in hopes
of converting yOur terror
into monetary gain.
(way to go ! ),
But on-the-(proverbial)-other hand,
Such cultivation would usually be...
#devil
#angels
#scary
#tragedy
#fear
172 reads
5 Comments
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