#tragic

540 posts
  • kjumai 2w

    I DON'T THINK...

    I don't think I'm starting to like you anymore but to love you greatly more than I ever did before.
    ©kjumai

  • angelssymphony 4w

    All I Ever

    All I ever know is heartache.
    I never even get the chance.
    It slips away beneath my fingers just the like ocean's sand.
    My love runs much deeper than the ocean ever can.
    Death to my heart is brought quickly by the reaper, just as quickly as as I found a keeper that my heart demands.
    I lay around heartbroken,
    Time after time it ends,
    before it ever even had the chance to begin.
    A curse unbearable to live with.
    Why must it be this way.
    I only wish for once I could have a love that would stay.
    Sometimes it blossoms, only then to die.
    And each time it happens I die a little more inside.
    Sometimes it is only a seed that begins to sprout,
    but becomes a useless seed because it was ripped out of the ground.
    I don't know how I manage to live another round.
    I keep it on the inside, and try not to make a sound.
    People could never understand, the love my heart demands, and the one that does that sees past my facade, well it always comes right to a stop.
    Why do I always become so teased with true love.
    It's all I ever live for, it's all I ever dream of.
    The pain is like no other, it never goes away.. Like a scar it fades, but leaves memories that will always remain.
    It takes you by surprise,
    when someone captures your heart inside their eyes.
    Because they see past the surface, and the beauty that's in mind.
    No one knows the struggle that I live through in life, They think they have felt pain, but they never have had death after death of love happen time after time.
    It is hard to keep hope, And not just drift away.. These are the things that can cause a person to go insane.
    I would rather not know love at all rather than to keep feeling this way, It's like a cycle that repeats itself, Just like the sun that rises, and sets day after day.
    It shines for the meantime, but then it goes away, and leaves you in the dark until a new day. But the only difference is day or night it stays, And causes my heart more, and more dismay.
    ©angelssymphony

  • little_sad 6w

    #tragic #love

    8/April/21

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    Their story ends while it was at the most perfect chapter and that hurt so damn much.

    ©little_sad

  • anas_husain 9w

    Map on the way

    I lost my way to forest,
    As I never meant to live in crowd.

    ©anas_husain

  • yashvibansal 10w

    The moon is a tragic figure. She is doomed to love people and remain when they die. She is doomed to encourage humans, to give them parts of herself but never remain whole. The moon has infinite love in her, because despite her tragedy, she still sends you hugs from the sky. She is far, yet so near, always. She is beautiful and kind, and since there will be no other moon, doomed to be lonely. The moon is doomed, because her love rests with mortals, she is fated to love them in her solitude, and weep without tears when they die. She sees stardust sprinkled all over the Earth, and dead bodies in the sky.
    ©yashvibansal
    11 April 2021


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    Image credit to Pixabay.

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    The Moon, A Tragedy...

    She sees stardust sprinkled all over the Earth, and dead bodies in the sky...
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    ©yashvibansal

  • witchcraft_writer 14w

    #suicide #sensitive #tragic

    Read at your own risk.

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    You're so tired that you just wanna swing down from the ceiling.
    Cause who cares?
    Even if you're in a relationship or single,
    You need to care for yourself at some point.
    But quite astonishingly,
    The moment you make yourself a priority,
    People start to think that you're nothing but too self-consumed,
    And are blind to your follies.
    Is that so?
    Or are you trying to prove me wrong so as to justify yourself?

    Hey, it's alright if people don't understand you,
    Ik it hurts you cause your entire life has been wasted in being a people pleaser.

    That's alright you know?
    Atleast you get to know the real faces of the actors.
    Each one of them deserves an Oscar.
    All you did was standing up for yourself,
    After butchering yourself up,
    Trying to blame yourself for the fault of others.

    You're your own assassinator.
    And look at how you're treated.
    It's better to be heartless,
    Than be trampled by a heart,
    That only attaches a stranger's feelings,
    More than its own worth.

    Life is full of drudgery and shabbiness.
    People listen to your stories.
    All that you've been through in life,
    Only to respond.
    Not to understand.
    Cause again,
    Who cares?

    All those fantasies should be stuffed in a tattered filthy pocket.
    Those stories that sing of life's rosy moments,
    And garb the wretched ones.
    Because readers don't enjoy a tragic end.
    They want mirth to fill their cores.
    Cause sales supersede content.

    Honestly, I ponder,
    Staring at my moist window,
    Why was I born,
    Only to stifle my tears,
    Behind a plastic smile?

    ©shadowed_poetess_rajrani

  • likwidsay10 16w

    Bridal Fool

    Tonight I'm the bridal fool
    Alone and waiting for you
    I confess white ain't my color
    But its a color like no other

    Why are you being so cruel?
    I've waited all night for you
    You said that we would meet
    Alone in our honeymoon suite

    Could you be somewhere, out there?
    I hope that you ain't dead
    Then my best friend calls me
    Saying that you ran out on me

    I act like I don't care
    When it really fuck's my head
    Why do you have to lie
    Especially on our wedding night

    All this time I was faithful
    An' saved myself only for you
    I'm hurt and feeling vengeful
    I want you to hurt like I do

    Tonight I'm the bridal fool
    Alone and looking for you
    I confess white ain't my color
    But it's a color like no other

    I'm about to lose my cool
    Yet what can I really do?
    I sit in a whirlpool of ruin
    Until my fingers begin to prune

    The bitter poison I consume
    An intoxicating, toxicity
    It's easier to understand you're scared
    It would mean at least you cared

    I sit alone in my hotel room
    Why does this happen to me?
    You always had bullshit reasons
    Blaming me, for you leaving

    Is my reality just dreams?
    Cause this can't be my life
    Nothing is as it seems
    How could this be right?

    I'm the bridal fool
    Who's now done and over you
    I'm going to have a honeymoon
    With the first man I meet
    I'll lead him where we can
    Be alone in my honeymoon suite

    I'm the bridal fool
    I just got a call from my husband
    He said he loved me and missed me
    I'm sorry I didn't get back
    To you any sooner
    I stayed out all night alone
    I just needed to think
    He said, after the wedding
    My brother died
    He committed suicide
    He left a note telling me
    You're not the only man who
    Loves your wife
    I couldn't take the pain
    So I ended my life

    ©Likwidsay10

  • arjun007 19w

    Wuthering Heights!

    If all else perished! and she remained, I should still continue to be. If all else remained and she was annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger, I should not seem a part to it.


    "May you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you--haunt me! then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe - I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"

    EMILY BRONTË

  • likwidsay10 21w

    Bridal Fool

    Tonight I'm the bridal fool
    Alone and waiting for you
    I confess white ain't my color
    But its a color like no other

    Why are you being so cruel?
    I've waited all night for you
    You said that we would meet
    Alone in our honeymoon suite

    Could you be somewhere, out there?
    I hope that you ain't dead
    Then my best friend calls me
    Saying that you ran out on me

    I act like I don't care
    When it really fuck's my head
    Why do you have to lie
    Especially on our wedding night

    All this time I was faithful
    An' saved myself only for you
    I'm hurt and feeling vengeful
    I want you to hurt like I do

    Tonight I'm the bridal fool
    Alone and looking for you
    I confess white ain't my color
    But it's a color like no other

    I'm about to lose my cool
    Yet what can I really do?
    I sit in a whirlpool of ruin
    Until my fingers begin to prune

    The bitter poison I consume
    An intoxicating, toxicity
    It's easier to understand you're scared
    It would mean at least you cared

    I sit alone in my hotel room
    Why does this happen to me?
    You always had bullshit reasons
    Blaming me, for you leaving

    Is my reality just dreams?
    Cause this can't be my life
    Nothing is as it seems
    How could this be right?

    I'm the bridal fool
    Who's now done and over you
    I'm going to have a honeymoon
    With the first man I meet
    I'll lead him where we can
    Be alone in my honeymoon suite

    I'm the bridal fool
    I just got a call from my husband
    He said he loved me and missed me
    I'm sorry I didn't get back
    To you any sooner
    I stayed out all night alone
    I just needed to think
    He said, after the wedding
    My brother died
    He committed suicide
    He left a note telling me
    You're not the only man who
    Loves your wife
    I couldn't take the pain
    So I ended my life

    ©Likwidsay10

  • lachke_geetanjali 22w

    I am at a tragic age.

    The rage is dormant,

    And still is the current,

    I am out of the cage,

    But I'm at a tragic age.

    ©lachke_geetanjali

  • full_auto 22w

    Addict

    I'm an addict addicted to addiction/ stuck in a war of conflict/ on a not given a fuck mission/ too high to know what I'm missing/
    People get hurt event throw I'm the one biting the dirt/
    I talk about work but never having a job/
    I dont search because I live like a slob/
    Spending all my money on drugs and stealing my groceries/
    When my rent comes around I'm so high I have no worries/
    When my landlord kicks me out I'm like why is the world against me/
    My selfish decisions have me lookin at priorities threw blurred visions/
    Every opportunity that goes passed I miss because I'm stareing at the glass/
    And it doesnt matter if its thc, PCP, heroine or amphetamines/or
    I'll do anything as long as it takes me away from living/
    Been committing chemical suicide/
    Since I was 25 since the divorce with my wife I've lost my will to want to be alive/
    Sometimes I drink and drive/
    Until that one fateful night/
    I fell asleep at the wheel/
    Crossing over head on with an impact I couldn't feel/
    When I came too I was in handcuffs being questioned/
    But I couldnt remember anything due to my concusion/
    After a night in the hospital/
    I was told I was being charged as a crimal/
    Because my car collided with a jeep/
    And killed an entire family/
    That family was my sister brother father and mother/
    So my life is over and I killed my only support/
    Now I have to face the consequences in court/
    Life can always get worse never forget this/
    I have four life sentences/
    All because I couldnt quit those substances.

    This is a story influenced by a friend of mine who is currently serving four life sentences. This is his story.
    ©beaubearic

  • little_sad 25w

    Don't you think it's quite odd or should I call it destiny that even our favorite book end in a tragedy just like us.

    ©little_sad

  • little_sad 25w

    Our story didn't end well,
    It's like a beautiful sonnet that didn't rhyme.
    Like an art it was form,
    But the ending was sad.
    Tragically I was in love
    with a monster that have no love.

    ©little_sad

  • kajalpawar2911 25w

    "The real curse is fear and the most tragic fear is the fear of death."
    ©kajalpawar2911

  • _who_am_i 26w

    Broken and whole
    Is what I am
    Pieces of my soul
    Spread like jam.

    Wisps of smoke
    Filling the sky
    Filling me with hope
    As I say goodbye.

    A yellow and orange hue
    Up above me
    White clouds against the sky's blue
    I'm grateful for the beauty I see.

    The wisps of smoke
    The pieces of white cotton candy
    The shards of my soul
    Together, they look so pretty.

    But to be beautiful is to be tragic
    Black threads in silken white fabric
    'Cause there's no beauty without the black
    There's no mansion without a shack.

    The world is full of opposites
    One cannot, but two can exist
    To be one, is to be the other
    Taking a step back also takes you further.
    ©_who_am_i

  • little_sad 27w

    Her eyes were black
    You can get lost in them in a glance.
    She knows how she looks
    But how can one hide an eye
    One day she found a flower by the pond
    It was pluck from the garden of the spirits.
    With just one glance the flower turned to dust.
    Now she knows if she ever fall in love the one she love will lost a life.
    So she took a knife and blinded herself.
    She is forever gone now but she once had a love that she can never love.

    ©little_sad

  • abhishekkamble 27w

    @writersnetwork @mirakee @theultimateinsane @cosines @ckfilvan
    #sad #tragic #incidental #life #lessons #shortstory #poet #writeups #philosophy #motivating #beauty #call #lost #smallchildren #child #dream #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #mirakee #pod #daydream


    21st September 2011, 12pm

    School gate after a week!

    Angry annoyed face glared with his eyebrows flaunting upon the wrinkles headed on his age, the moustache could barely be black enough to be even predictable as a faking Santa, maybe that's why the choir or chaotic choir in his van called him a Santa driver oh! With a heavy and coughing voice he uttered upon the ignorant notice that never reached those small children who always ran towards the school gate with the victorious song sung in a very fine tune upon the sub conscious mind as if they were to claim a cup but the only difference could be a ma'am that revolved around a stick in her vicinity to sound a bit more horrifying in her tone, children would close the van's door in a thud ! as if upon sliding the door, it would slide a bit more to break the side mirror and to have that little space of the road behind be broken down into shattered pieces of glasses.

    He came out last that afternoon and with a little strength in the weakened fingers, he slowly gripped over the door's handle and he gave a little push where the door being harsh on this lock couldn't enclose itself and moved back a square. He looked over the school compound and frantically searched for his group and to stop whining about all he could see that didn't want to picturize itself, a picture that could flame up and be tripping over the side corners that were not smooth enough in the last few months.
    ©abhishekkamble

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    School gate after a week

    ©abhishekkamble

  • random_nandy 32w

    Our life is like a drama. Some are comic, some are tragic. But we all have a role to play in this stage called world.
    ©random_nandy

  • thee_introvert 33w

    Never

    Never trust a soul unless you trust yours.
    ©thee_introvert

  • enjelrose 36w

    Nothing hurts more than being needy of a dear love one who died a few years ago.
    #poetry #poemporn #tragic #sad #tragedy #life #death

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    And tell me how can I reach your hands whenever I'm blue when you're 8 feet deep apart from me?
    ©enjelrose