#tragedy poems on Hello Poetry

Poetic Eagle Aug 2021

Insanity

You broke my heart
But with every breathe each piece seem to be patching it way back to you

The heart wants what it wants

#tragedy #guilty #love #broken

Carlo C Gomez Aug 2021

Pharaoh

~
Memphis
and the King,
plagued up
to his neck
in denial,

turning remote
controls
into staffs,
staffs into snakes,
jackals,
and hounds,

shaking the sistrum,
singing gospels
full of mystery
to a god,
a girl,
and state of mind
he will never solve,

asking skies
of transulent
orange,
from the far corners
of his world,
for pharmacopia,

then granting
Moses
his freedom
in exchange
for a box
of hot glazed
doughnuts,

and always
his little
wild petunia,
painted face
and percolating
body,
skin smooth
as the eastern Delta,

her weighted down heart,
his tyranny,

his self-destructive tongue,
her asp
~

#egypt #moses #elvis #presley #king #allegory #relationships #fame #tragedy

Rowan Aug 2021

The Year of Death

It is silly to think my head is plagued by death
The many different forms that seemed to shroud me this year
A never-ending tragedy with no end in sight

The death of my relationship with my partner
The many nights I spent crying, breathless and tired
Sitting up in bed staring blankly, my mind wired
No one could have prepared me for your departure
One moment you were there, loving me and saying it
Only for the lies to come forth as you left me alone and empty

The death of my Uncle weighing on me
So close to coming home to stay with family
But not soon enough as we buried you with a small tree
It's weird to think of how you were here one moment
Now just a memory as I sit replaying the memories, losing sanity

The death of what family I had left
No one wanting the queer kid or ****** up child
Despite you being the reason I'm so ******* depressed
Yet you have no problem ignoring me and allowing me to be exiled
Forcing me to yet again grow up faster than I can as I begin my life

The death of my own hopes and dreams as everything crumbles around me
I lost everything and can only feel nothing
Some would argue that I have finally been set free
When in reality I am stuck suffering

With all of this death it's no wonder it is the only thing on my mind
How I sit now slowly and carefully counting my breathes
As I await my own death

#death #depression #loss #tragedy

Safrina Kabir Jul 2021

CRY

I would do anything
Anything to see you cry
My baby
Your feeble hand dissappered in mine
I hate to let you die
I would do anything to make you cry
Before the dawn demise
Just once my sweet child

The pain of a mother losing her infant has been depicted. Birth of a child in a family starts a new chapter in life. Again his death can shatter the previous.

#tragedy #death #demise #sorrow #life #mother #child #love #pain

Carlo C Gomez Aug 2021

STS-107

~
"...Though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil..."
-- Psalm 23:4

This Achilles' heel
— die for yellow
the abruptness has come
sick shoddy steam engines
bellow

Big blue undone
don't bite the sun
seek out satin
adrift in the flatlines
of this soaring dystopian stockpile
just as the flaming Icarus
fell in exile

Unlock the nearest far
but lose a hand in the cookie jar
cockpit burn
— what new color
do we learn?

Promise me you'll live
beyond yellow
and on re-entry I'll play
the hedonistic fellow
falling from the summit

— Breaking atmo
with so great a speed
like it or not
I'll soon be eternally
freed

Starburst
and static talk
ionized trails
and blisters of aftershock

Remembering the capsule
under the tongue
remembering the break-up
under the sun

Sensing fascination
in an endless stretch of graveyard
Duke of the avant-garde
this abstraction is now
my calling card

We're at the threshold here
reshaping into debris
and I'm wondering
just so wondering
if you will ever find me

STS-107 was the 113th flight of the Space Shuttle program, and the 28th and final flight of Space Shuttle Columbia. An in-flight break up during re-entry into the atmosphere on February 1, 2003, killed all seven crew members.

#columbia #nasa #space #shuttle #disaster #reentry #astronauts #history #tragedy #death

Graff1980 Jul 2021

Untitled 705

Have you forgotten me,
the grey beard that lives nowhere,
hungry, and looking through
ash trays for some stray ****
with just enough tobacco
to get a hit of relief.

Awkward as hell,
occasionally, talking to myself
because nobody else
wants to even acknowledge me.

These are my city streets.
This is my cold hard concrete,
an indifferent existence
cause people go out of there way
to ignore my presence.

Slender man who scans
the eyes of strangers
for some opening,
so I can ask them
for a cigarette
or a couple of bucks to get
anything to eat.

Shoulders slumped,
back collapsing under the weight
of exhaustion, cause it’s getting late
and I don’t have a place to stay.

So, I stumble about till I find
the closest spot to safe where
I can sleep and no one there
will threaten or shoe me away.

Like groundhog’s day
I repeat, a shade of myself,
echoing just enough
to survive another night.

#homeless #lonely #tragedy #humanity

selina Jul 2021

spring comes (and i become selfless)

hyacinthus, i am selfish
everyone already knows that
i would sacrifice the world for you
and not once consider turning back

the flowers you weaved into wreaths when
we were two boys in love with each other
they sat like crowns upon our heads
we were just two kings in a field of flowers

aphrodite warned me what was written in stone
that my father had given only one throne
she warned me that it could never fit two kings
but when my gaze landed on you, i disagreed

for you, i would have offered my throne
for you, i would have traded my crown
for you, i would have sacrificed the world
for you by my side, i would have let it all burn down

but for you, hyacinthus,
i will also learn to be selfless
i will listen to your soft, dying words
and upon river styx, i will promise:

i will not tear the world apart
to have you by my side again
i will be bitter, i will be vengeful
but i will not act upon my vengeance

for the sake of this undeserving world
for my love towards you, i will be selfless
for the sake of your dying wish, hyacinthus,
i will swear, i will promise:

i will let you go softly,
i will not be selfish,
i will let you go gently, my love—
gently, but not unnoticed

So yeah this is a slight retelling of the story of Apollo and Hyacinthus
Hopefully, you get the reference in the last line...
but if you don't, basically here's what happens:
- Apollo gets very upset that Hyacinthus dies
- Apollo doesn't let Hades collect Hyacinthus's soul
- Instead Apollo turns Hyacinthus into a hyacinth flower because he loves him
Sorry I keep writing about tragedies
I just love having my heart hurt

#tragedy #love #lovers #pain #lover #death #selfish #king #gay #promise

Tina RSH Jul 2021

The 3 am wound

All gone now
and you're nothing
but a wound
cracking open
at 3 am- unsolicited

-Farewell, my beloved! Is there a farewell at all?
Every kiss you blew me
was a kiss goodbye
Every inch of skin
that caressed yours
was a vow
I bestowed
to love you
forever and ever more.
And the wine in my veins
says shut up! He's gone
And the cigarette smoke
takes you away from me
And all these men I toy with
they are nothing like you.

I've missed the train
of my thoughts
I sit back
and gaze at them
from afar
taking you away
I call out your name
but there are no words
I am stuck in nirvana
or else-
in sheer garrulous void
without you.

Who opened this wound anyway?
I'm sure it was open
from the scratch
I just couldn't feel it
bleeding me away.

Only a caress away
but I'm a *****
in your eyes
a ******* ***** *****
with no feelings
I can defend
my dignity only
before the strike
of midnight
that breaks my heart
spills my ***** feelings
all over my face
I love you
but it's dark at this hour
and you're too ******* blind.

I have been inactive on this website as of late, yet I have been scribbling poems here and there, you know, in notebooks past midnight, on my phone at work. Today, I came acros this one and boy it hit close home.

#romance #freeverse #love #sadlove #tragedy #inlove #insomnia #breakup

Andrew Layman Jul 2021

Man of Salt

Drowning,
I can see the shore
I am closer now
than I was before
a playful breeze at my back
the feverish sun sinking low
only a little more left now,
a few hundred miles to go.

#hope #tragedy #life