Tragedy in Poetry and Poems about Tragedy
#tragedy
Tragedy in poetry and poems about tragedy. Serious poetry describing terrible melancholy events encountered personally, or by another person, or a group of people in society.
at the end of a day
the days end flares like the
expression on a dog's face
trapped on the highway
knowing the jig is up as an
eighteen wheeler approaches
as I settle in for the evening,
nothing more than a mole in a
burrow
laying here smoking
these worn down old
bones into oblivion
I think about writers I
have loved:
Fante
Hemingway
Carroll
Sexton
Kerouac
I wonder where they
have gone
and what they are doing
right now
expression on a dog's face
trapped on the highway
knowing the jig is up as an
eighteen wheeler approaches
as I settle in for the evening,
nothing more than a mole in a
burrow
laying here smoking
these worn down old
bones into oblivion
I think about writers I
have loved:
Fante
Hemingway
Carroll
Sexton
Kerouac
I wonder where they
have gone
and what they are doing
right now
#memorial
#tragedy
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The Swarms of Murderers by FD Ravenskraft
The Swarming of Ravens plotting
Not just to feast on this day
But to end humanity with no delay
Rumming red
Red rumming. Their language of unknown
Dread. As they're Swarming
Like a can of Worms
To make society unknown to the plot
Of humanity treason
But now it's for a reason
This is the killing season
They came this night
To prepare their flight to attack
Knowing they all will crack
Into their mental capacity
A murderous rhapsody
The morning comes
The air is fresh. Having coffee
Feeling...
Not just to feast on this day
But to end humanity with no delay
Rumming red
Red rumming. Their language of unknown
Dread. As they're Swarming
Like a can of Worms
To make society unknown to the plot
Of humanity treason
But now it's for a reason
This is the killing season
They came this night
To prepare their flight to attack
Knowing they all will crack
Into their mental capacity
A murderous rhapsody
The morning comes
The air is fresh. Having coffee
Feeling...
#gothic
#scary
#tragedy
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Death's Soiled Dove by F.D.Ravenskraft
She grasps the hands of death
And made love to him
It seems she wants him to feel her wealth
Indeed he did curse her with his gift
The caress of the dead man's lust
The chains of forbidden love
The passion of the delightful one
with one touch
She grasps the meaning of death
Ravenskraft
And made love to him
It seems she wants him to feel her wealth
Indeed he did curse her with his gift
The caress of the dead man's lust
The chains of forbidden love
The passion of the delightful one
with one touch
She grasps the meaning of death
Ravenskraft
#gothic
#scary
#tragedy
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Night of the Chainsaw by F.D.Ravenskraft
Night of the Chainsaw
by F.D.Ravenskraft
take a chill into the dark carnival
where evil lurks into the abyss
the clown is out to play
to kill anything that walks
the night of the chainsaw bliss
nothing more than a bloody reminisce
by any means necessary
every killer has a score
to create a freakshow galore
the streets are the badlands
every night is a clown purge
flawless victory
endless sympathy
that the jesters are out to collect bodies
we are the souls of spiders
and the...
by F.D.Ravenskraft
take a chill into the dark carnival
where evil lurks into the abyss
the clown is out to play
to kill anything that walks
the night of the chainsaw bliss
nothing more than a bloody reminisce
by any means necessary
every killer has a score
to create a freakshow galore
the streets are the badlands
every night is a clown purge
flawless victory
endless sympathy
that the jesters are out to collect bodies
we are the souls of spiders
and the...
#gothic
#scary
#tragedy
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Olde Corpses Road by FD Ravenskraft
Olde Corpses Road
By FD Ravenskraft
The road where the corpse
Lead and follow their last ride
Into the midst of life's kiss
Finally done.
But undone onto the misty dirt roads
Piled with corpse and bones
As these roads sing their revival song
Unsung by the heavens
As hell beats the Hades drums
Within the rising sun
Coming close to morning
They fade into the morning dawn
To prepare for the next dreary song
During the nights of long testimony
The cunning on the misty roads of grasping ends
Upon the...
By FD Ravenskraft
The road where the corpse
Lead and follow their last ride
Into the midst of life's kiss
Finally done.
But undone onto the misty dirt roads
Piled with corpse and bones
As these roads sing their revival song
Unsung by the heavens
As hell beats the Hades drums
Within the rising sun
Coming close to morning
They fade into the morning dawn
To prepare for the next dreary song
During the nights of long testimony
The cunning on the misty roads of grasping ends
Upon the...
#gothic
#romantic
#scary #tragedy
#scary #tragedy
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Dark chest of Wonders by F.D.Ravenskraft
i was walking towards the dead lands
and came across a well dried up
and lost from the moist without water for so long
and a foul smell came from it was the grasp of Death
an old musty odor from long ago
and was a chest placed by a dead child
that was murdered in cold blood
he grabs the chest and climb out
and ran home to open it
but was afraid to because of the voice of the child
who speaks in riddles
don't take my heart out
Let my heart be
As I beg of you
To leave me be
as the voice screams
he opens and the...
and came across a well dried up
and lost from the moist without water for so long
and a foul smell came from it was the grasp of Death
an old musty odor from long ago
and was a chest placed by a dead child
that was murdered in cold blood
he grabs the chest and climb out
and ran home to open it
but was afraid to because of the voice of the child
who speaks in riddles
don't take my heart out
Let my heart be
As I beg of you
To leave me be
as the voice screams
he opens and the...
#death
#gothic
#mystery
#scary
#tragedy
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The Legend of Sweet Milk by FD Ravenskraft
A Night like no other
Spending time with my old mother
Cooking and baking his favorite dishes
Greens and Cornbread.
Tis Tis Tis. Let's reminisce
This Glistening tale of a man that went
From a good boy into brutal hell
His last meal with old momma
Knowingly that something is coming
Shadows of reality
That dress is so real.
But out to kill her. The Goons of Summerville
Coming to take momma away
And beat him and scar his face
Because his old mother was the wrong race
That night the cornbread burnt
To find my...
Spending time with my old mother
Cooking and baking his favorite dishes
Greens and Cornbread.
Tis Tis Tis. Let's reminisce
This Glistening tale of a man that went
From a good boy into brutal hell
His last meal with old momma
Knowingly that something is coming
Shadows of reality
That dress is so real.
But out to kill her. The Goons of Summerville
Coming to take momma away
And beat him and scar his face
Because his old mother was the wrong race
That night the cornbread burnt
To find my...
#gothic
#scary
#tragedy
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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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tortoise and hare (revised)
the real
reason
the tortoise
won his
race against
the hare,
while
the hare
was so
far ahead,
he decided
to take
a nap,
the tortoise
came upon
the hare,
took
a stick
and bashed
the hare
in the
head,
after winning
the race,
the tortoise
called
his wife,
informing her
that he
would be
bringing
the hare
home,
and she
should gather
ingredients
together
to...
reason
the tortoise
won his
race against
the hare,
while
the hare
was so
far ahead,
he decided
to take
a nap,
the tortoise
came upon
the hare,
took
a stick
and bashed
the hare
in the
head,
after winning
the race,
the tortoise
called
his wife,
informing her
that he
would be
bringing
the hare
home,
and she
should gather
ingredients
together
to...
#death
#manipulation
#suffering #tragedy
#suffering #tragedy
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They're Not The Only Ones Still Waiting For The Other Shoe To Drop
Uncle
George had just
died and
left his house to Mark
and his family
on the condition
that they
stay there for
one year.
George had just
died and
left his house to Mark
and his family
on the condition
that they
stay there for
one year.
#family
#home
#fiction
#mystery
#tragedy
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Riverview Town
In Riverview town, a tale unfurled,
Of Mr. Jameson, a man of wealth, a man of the world.
His sudden death, a shock profound,
At his sugar plant, his body was found.
Whispers danced on the town's tranquil breeze,
Of an affair, a secret, hidden with ease.
Sophia, fair and ambitious, her beauty known wide,
Caught in a web of deceit, by Mr. Jameson's side.
A wooden castle, a distant kin's domain,
Where secrets are whispered, secrets feigned.
A relative unseen, yet with knowing eyes,
Caught wind of the affair, beneath the skies. ...
Of Mr. Jameson, a man of wealth, a man of the world.
His sudden death, a shock profound,
At his sugar plant, his body was found.
Whispers danced on the town's tranquil breeze,
Of an affair, a secret, hidden with ease.
Sophia, fair and ambitious, her beauty known wide,
Caught in a web of deceit, by Mr. Jameson's side.
A wooden castle, a distant kin's domain,
Where secrets are whispered, secrets feigned.
A relative unseen, yet with knowing eyes,
Caught wind of the affair, beneath the skies. ...
#betrayal
#tragedy
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red petal flowers
muddled,
red petal
flowers
bright
and dried,
using
the paint
from
her veins.
red petal
flowers
bright
and dried,
using
the paint
from
her veins.
#death
#tragedy
#suffering #rebellion
#suffering #rebellion
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