Tragedy in Poetry and Poems about Tragedy
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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.
Ravenskraft
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 5:17am
7th Jun 2024 5:17am
The Nevermore Symphony for Endless Press By FD Ravenskraft
In the Midst of the calling
We all are living fallen
That the wings of the watchers
Fathering the spoiled seeds of the
Altar.
In the Polaris skies bleeds the Highlands
Of the darklings.
The Worst of the Symphony
Of musical homicide
That many here in Nevermore
Buried upside down from self inflicted
Genocide
Here in the Kingdom of many henges
That haunts this place blessfully
Respectfully known in the tombs of Epitaphs
The King's minions
Help runs these lands
This is a black abyss on the shores...
We all are living fallen
That the wings of the watchers
Fathering the spoiled seeds of the
Altar.
In the Polaris skies bleeds the Highlands
Of the darklings.
The Worst of the Symphony
Of musical homicide
That many here in Nevermore
Buried upside down from self inflicted
Genocide
Here in the Kingdom of many henges
That haunts this place blessfully
Respectfully known in the tombs of Epitaphs
The King's minions
Help runs these lands
This is a black abyss on the shores...
#scary
#tragedy
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PAR
Poem Published
5th Jun 2024 2:42pm
5th Jun 2024 2:42pm
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
25th May 2024 8:54pm
25th May 2024 8:54pm
FD Ravenskraft's The Watchers of Nevermore for Endless Studios By FD Ravenskraft
The Eyes of many
That sees everything and beyond
Within Ravenshenge is a terror within it
That all evil is trapped there to keep them in
Earth Dwellers want them to enter the world
of the living.
The king wants no part of this contract of the world
The Nevermore King heeds the call of his beloved
Watchers to seek guidance
Rochester keeps the Delightful ones from entering the world
as the graves are renovated for newcomers
and Pauline The Bearer controls the south of Banshees and witches.
As Izsenhimm will create a new nightmare to...
That sees everything and beyond
Within Ravenshenge is a terror within it
That all evil is trapped there to keep them in
Earth Dwellers want them to enter the world
of the living.
The king wants no part of this contract of the world
The Nevermore King heeds the call of his beloved
Watchers to seek guidance
Rochester keeps the Delightful ones from entering the world
as the graves are renovated for newcomers
and Pauline The Bearer controls the south of Banshees and witches.
As Izsenhimm will create a new nightmare to...
#gothic
#mystery
#narrative
#scary
#tragedy
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th May 2024 11:27am
25th May 2024 11:27am
The Horrors of War
They stripped me of my clothes
I stood naked & shivering in front of a large hole dug in the ground
I turned around and looked down
I saw my mother's corpse below me
Naked & mutilated
I moved over a bit so that when my body fell, I would land next to hers
I felt lucky to have seen her one last time
They had been lying
They told me that she had been dead for months
They told me in detail of how they had tortured her
I looked down at her body
I no longer felt cold
They told me to turn around
I looked to either side of me ...
I stood naked & shivering in front of a large hole dug in the ground
I turned around and looked down
I saw my mother's corpse below me
Naked & mutilated
I moved over a bit so that when my body fell, I would land next to hers
I felt lucky to have seen her one last time
They had been lying
They told me that she had been dead for months
They told me in detail of how they had tortured her
I looked down at her body
I no longer felt cold
They told me to turn around
I looked to either side of me ...
#death
#horror
#mother
#tragedy
#war
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th May 2024 2:41am
25th May 2024 2:41am
It's Lunch Time!!
These 4 pigs found the body of a 10 year old girl
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused...
She was strangled & mutilated at the nearby park
There was no witnesses or evidence except a radio flyer wagon near the girls body
The 4 pigs began brainstorming, thinking what they should do
The 20 year veteran said,
Let's take this child, the radio flyer wagon and go door to door
The rookie placed her mangled corpse into the wagon
From there, they began walking the neighborhood
The rookie cop had the honor of wheeling the wagon
Her lifeless body, bouncing around like some used & abused...
#children
#death
#ignorance
#tragedy
#violence
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buddhakitty
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 1:42am
22nd May 2024 1:42am
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
20th May 2024 2:14pm
20th May 2024 2:14pm
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
19th May 2024 00:59am
19th May 2024 00:59am
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
18th May 2024 2:17pm
18th May 2024 2:17pm
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
18th May 2024 2:11pm
18th May 2024 2:11pm
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
17th May 2024 12:45pm
17th May 2024 12:45pm
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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Ravenskraft
Poem Published
17th May 2024 12:41pm
17th May 2024 12:41pm
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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