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Annie Apr 2015
Everyday I try to hold onto hope,
But I always end up thinking about hanging myself from a rope,

Unreal it seems most of the time,
But I try to calm myself down, hearing the melodious chimes,

Perplexity prevails as I try to stand up,
I never could tell if it could be this tough,

    Disaster ,disaster, everywhere
   Now I end up saying
  "I don't care"
Random.
Tryst Apr 2015
Bedeck the band and play a merry tune
The debutante desires her maiden dance
A farewell serenade beneath the moon

She's drifting like a Sunday afternoon
Each lazy sway a restful rhythmic trance
Bedeck the band and play a merry tune

Encircling suitors pack around and soon
She gleans the grating of each nervous glance:
"A farewell serenade beneath the moon?"

She casts them all aside her heart immune
To each until one voice, one piercing lance:
"Bedeck the band and play a merry tune!"

She falters and her bold facade is hewn
And nodding shyly greets his cold advance:
"A farewell serenade beneath the moon!"

Embracing him her heart begins to swoon
A maiden sunken at her first romance;
Bedeck the band and play a merry tune
A farewell serenade beneath the moon
In memory of RMS Titanic, which sank April 15th 1912.

See also my sonnet of 2014: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/694219/the-ice-maiden/

"Many brave things were done that night, but none were more brave than those done by men playing minute after minute as the ship settled quietly lower and lower in the sea. The music they played served alike as their own immortal requiem and their right to be recalled on the scrolls of undying fame." (Lawrence Beesley, Survivor, RMS Titanic, 1912).
Tryst Apr 2015
***,  ice and a slice,
and topped with salted water
poured into the drink
L Marie Apr 2015
You love in a way I cannot;
You just love the idea of it,
Not the partner you think you do
And my reasons are quite concrete;
You cannot end a toxic flame
That is burning you to the bone
Until there is another man
Lined up, or he leaves you alone
On his own terms; then you panic.
You jump to the next man you find
That is handsome and popular,
Not keeping character in mind.
It is all for show, but for whom?
I see through your silly facade
And I pity you as I can't
Fathom to ever once applaud
Such mindless need for disaster,
For he never does any good
And all you're left with is worry;
Of tragedy, 'tis your prelude
For you never listen to me
And hear only what you wish to;
I could never love in such ways;
Surrender myself as you do?
I'd rather never love to start
If I was quite as frail in heart.
From raging fire
Heroic fates fall dire
Lives given flight
We shall forever be in your debt.
You will never be forgotten.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Shuttle_Challenger_disaster
Dallas Phoenix Mar 2015
Give me a command,
And I'll obey without restraint,
The wilting between my lines,
Are like the lead to my paint,
The music to my angst,
The fuel inside my tank,
But no matter if I'm free,
I'll always lay in front of your tank,
Acknowledge me,
Properly honor me with serenity and love,
Instead of meeting the boot,
Like a 100-legged bug,
So color me passionate,
Because my ashes flourish with glitter,
Till I tie a hammock between the sun and the winter,
T h r o w n ,   n o t   o n l y   l i t e r a l l y   b u t   b a c k   i n t o  
a n o t h e r   t i m e .
I   a m   a   y o u n g   m a n   o n c e   m o r e .  
A n   e y e   w i t n e s s   t o   a   m a n   m a d e   s h r i n e .
D e a t h   w e a l d s   i t s   s i c k l e   w i t h   u n e n d i n g   s c o r e .
A r m a g e d d o n .   T h e y   d i d   s t r i v e .
W i t h o u t   p r e j u d i c e   o r   r e m o r s e .
T h a t   A u g u s t   d a y   i n   4 5 .
T h a t   s e t   t h e   W o r l d   o n   o t h e r   C o u r s e .

L i t t l e   B o y   c a m e   t o   p l a y .
D e l i v e r e d   b y   E n o l a   G a y .

N o w   a n   o l d   a n d   f r a i l   b e i n g .
R e m i n d e d   o f   t h o s e   d a y s   a t   w a r .
N e v e r   i n   w i l d e s t   n i g h t m a r e s   s e e i n g
O r   t e r r o r i s e d   f l a s h b a c k   a t   o u r   d o o r .  
L e s s o n s   o f   w a r   w e   m u s t   d e r i v e .
T h r o u g h   w i l d e s t   d r e a m s   o r   r e f l e c t i o n .
C o u l d,   n o t   c o n s i d e r ,  o r   a t   t h i s   a r r i v e .
C o u l d   n e v e r   t h i n k   o f   t h i s   c o n n e c t i o n .
  
T h e   e n t i r e   f a t e   o f   a   n a t i o n .
C o n s u m e d   b y   M a n '? s   A n n i h i l a t i o n .

T h e   p a s t   g o n e ,   r e a l i t y   o n c e   a g a i n .  
U n t i m e l y   c o n n e c t i o n   o f   T e c t o n i c   p l a t e .
E a r t h q u a k e   a n d   T s u n a m i   r e i g n
D e v o u r   u s   w h i l s t   w e   l i v e   a n d   w a i t .  
H a b i t a t i o n ,   d e s t r u c t i o n ,   a b o m i n a t i o n   a l l  
a r o u n d .
T o r r e n t s   t r a n s p i r e   a t t a c k s   e x p r e s s   .  
C o n c e s s i o n s   o f   a   D e v i l s   p l a y g r o u n d .    
W i t h o u t   c o n s c i e n c e .   W i t h o u t   d i g r e s s

T o r n   a p a r t   i n   d e v a s t a t i o n .  
C o n s u m e d   b y   N a t u r e s   A n n i h i l a t i o n .

T h e   t o l l   e x t r e m e ,   t h e   c o s t   i m m e n s e .
C o n f u s i o n   e n - m a s s .
D i s i l l u s i o n m e n t   f r e q u e n t l y ,   s o   i n t e n s e .
W o n d e r i n g   i f   t h i s   w i l l   e v e r   p a s s .
W i l l   w e   e v e r   s e e   r e m i s s i o n .
M o m e n t s   c h a n g e d   d r a m a t i c a l l y .
A l l   f i l m e d   i n   g l o r i o u s   H i g h   D e f i n i t i o n .
A n d   s c r e e n e d   f o r   a l l   t h e   W o r l d   t o   s e e .
  
T h i s   P l a n e t .   T h i s   W o r l d .   T h i s   E a r t h   w e  
k n o w .  
S u r e l y   o u r   m o s t   f o r m i d a b l e   f o e .
19th March 2015
From the mind-set of someone who lived through the Atom Bomb and a second disaster, that of the Tsunami of 2011
Madeline Frosh Mar 2015
i think part of my soul walked away with your words
when they fell out of your mouth
     i think it was something like im done trying
but i cannot quite remember
     because of how quickly my head clouded with the smoke
from hell
     and i cannot quite see your ****** expression
because my eyes fell to the floor almost as fast as my body did
     the white noise is filling my ears and the droning
of your mumbled voice was mildly relaxing as i felt
the control of my body drift away
     i do not know what happened
     all i know is that when you left
you took all my beings with you
     and what more is there for me to do
besides sit around and **** my wrists all day
with the pain from your words
dragged out across my body and into the hole
that you made when you broke my heart
(Feb 23, 12:09 am).
Dhaye Margaux Feb 2015
Human, human, I know you are that smart
Decide what’s best, or when to fall apart
Like when to stop, or when to make a start
Why you’ve to stay, or why you’ve to depart

But since you are too curious of this world
Instead to stand you’ve stayed like firmly furled
You care not if your path now turns like curled
You trace them like a shadow that is whorled

Human, human, are you now feeling dry?
Are you bored of smiling, want to cry?
Do you feel now the need to sound like sly?
A disaster, you crave now, want to try?

Oh, here it is, the recipe you want-
A cup of fear will really help to daunt
A spoonful of insult or a fresh taunt
At night surely Achilles ‘ heel  will haunt

Do not forget to mix a pinch of hate
More wrong thoughts for a glass you need to  sate
Add jealousy and envy to your weight
Eat with greed on disaster’s perfect plate!
Beware!

An entry to a contest.
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