Poems About Tragedy Published by Members Recently Online
#tragedy
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
Group Home Blues - A Dream
Group Home Blues
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
#sex
#erotic
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
533 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
Group Home Blues - A Dream
Group Home Blues
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
#sex
#erotic
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
533 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
8th Sep 2019 3:31pm
Group Home Blues - A Dream
Group Home Blues
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
I joke with her in the dining hall about going solo in the game of love. She smiles like I’ve said the funniest thing she’s ever heard. Our group living affords us little privacy but much laughter. She is a redhead with big blue eyes which if you stare into long enough become hypnotist crystals. Tall as a girl who grew up on homegrown corn, fresh milk from the cow, and where tomatoes are eaten straight off the vine, she is a down on her luck farm girl.
I find myself alone in my room stripping down for a shower. I hear a knock on the door and upon...
#sex
#erotic
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
533 reads
6 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
#tragedy
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suicide
666 reads
7 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
#tragedy
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suicide
666 reads
7 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
#tragedy
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suicide
666 reads
7 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
#tragedy
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suicide
666 reads
7 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
#tragedy
#UnrequitedLove
#despair
#suicide
666 reads
7 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
Something Wicked this Way Comes (my rendition)
When diamonds dance on oceans waves
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
#rhyming
#dark
#karma #tragedy
#karma #tragedy
84 reads
15 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
Something Wicked this Way Comes (my rendition)
When diamonds dance on oceans waves
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
#rhyming
#dark
#karma #tragedy
#karma #tragedy
84 reads
15 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
Something Wicked this Way Comes (my rendition)
When diamonds dance on oceans waves
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
#rhyming
#dark
#karma #tragedy
#karma #tragedy
84 reads
15 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
9th Jun 2024 10:25pm
Something Wicked this Way Comes (my rendition)
When diamonds dance on oceans waves
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
Sinks to the bottom of Poseidon's caves.
When push and pull are too strong to bear
and all who see turn to despair.
A shimmer of hope once appeared
on an ethereal face, it did glare.
Unbeknownst to all but true.
beneath the sweet is putrid glue.
With commanding grace and words,
that spread like fire.
All coward down
To its desire.
Claws and teeth were exposed.
Slashing through designer clothes.
Tears and wails floated on the wind.
As it echoes and...
#rhyming
#dark
#karma #tragedy
#karma #tragedy
84 reads
15 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Tragedy Published by Members Recently Online
