Best Fatality Poems


Premium Member The Fatality

Before birth
I was the universe
All knowing, all embracing
Molecules of beauty in floating meditations
I was everywhere 

Then............
The darkness.........
The womb.......
I begot limbs and flesh
Imprisoned inside this human frailty

I was freed, exposed, pushed, fallen into humanity
Lights, voices, sins, I screamed
They cut off my only bond to the universe
Here, a baby an orphan of the heavens
Imprisoned upon the imperfections of human realms

Hell.................
The holy book of sins...........
The great sadness.........
I miss the cosmic beauty
Stuck here, the devils collection of earthly kin

Days... weeks.....decades…. despair......
I plotted and planned
The great escape
From this finite boxed in land
I begged the infinite, and danced with infinity

The universe waltzed
I twirled with insightful delight
Soon, to be rejoined with eternal light
To be free, to roam the stars
My death, now rejoined with the heavens and all of thee

You visit, candles and crocus upon Parisian stone
I am neither there or even here any more
I have become what I once was, healed and whole
All knowing, all embracing
I am God, the universe once more

Fatality To Equality

Fatality To Equality

We were supposed to believe in equality,
And we do want to find another fatality;
Study am trying,
But none buying;
Which class should we take in psychology.

Jim Horn
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Fatality--Unsayable

We feast on Camembert and red wine
observing the pageantry of  incandescent stars
reflected through halo’s fervid laughter and love.

I drink merrily as thud of  whipped delirium
hammers excruciating pain  off  on, from my brain;
Veiling the limited instances of life’s ungodly time
That I cradle within--- this mute, unsaid goodbye.


Unsayable Contest hosted by Nette Onclaud
23 Nov  2017
© Henry W  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Volcanity Leads To Fatality

Humanity sometimes presents inanity

when mentality lacks solid morality.

Profanity awakens stark brutality...

replaces vitality with insanity.

Urbanity is lost in our reality
 
when our mundanity becomes formality

and dark volcanity leads to fatality.


Sandra M. Haight

~NA~
Premiere Contest: Word Challenge
Sponsor: Silent One
Iambic Hexameter: 12 syllables, 6 feet per line


Required Words: Insanity, Humanity, Profanity, Inanity, Mundanity, 
Urbanity, Fatality, Reality, Brutality, Formality,  Mentality, Morality
Vitality, Volcanity

Self-Induced Fatality: a New Kind of Drug

Apart we stand and together we crumble.
She's hiding in the bathroom letting her world unravel.
Did three bumps wiped her nose; began to stumble.
Living her life between the sudden slams of the gavel.
She makes herself believe fatalities can't happen,
While she's gripping the toilet seat gasping.
For water to hydrate the rolls; she's ashen.
Unable to justify the messed up way she's been acting.
Her friends turn their backs on her addictions.
She's running all day to pick up a new bag.
Calling someone else to buy their latest prescription.
Wasting her money left and right on some bulls**t swag.
To the point where she disgusts herself living in the past.
Where did that little girl go from four years back.
Rocking back and forth on the tile her eyes are glass.
Fighting off the oncoming asthma attacks.
As her pupils begin to dilate she wishes for the best.
The darkness closes in as tears fill her cup.
The shakes take over now it's time to lay to rest.
Her last words will always be 'It was never enough.'

Premium Member Fatality of a Promise

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my notions float with sinuous breaths
tumbling upon creased pillows
while early dawn traces the nearing
crossroad between flawless noon
and inked twilight... yes, soon,
he will arrive granting me this balm
of solace, that which barren cycles
have untangled spousal harmony through
fractures and blood of a battlefield...

but destiny is not perfect, not when 
letters  take shape of a raven's beak
screeching  this morning about fatality:
how incisive is the thorn of disclosure,
aching from a thwarted pact as 
mornings of life will now stop rotating, 
wheeling, unfolding in a pace where
I honor his dignity...without  twilights,
without me.

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The Promise Contest for Silent One
6/3/2020


Fatality How Sad

How sad this misadventure...
                 imbibe hemlock poison
                  to kill a love
                  disillusioned... and die
                  because of this...

Love's Fatality

Love’s Fatality

Love is a fickle partner

One moment it is deep like the color of a red rose
The next it is melancholy like a faded yellow lily

For the slightest interpretation of the mind 
Can render it to be trivial almost useless

Inevitably time will find fissures in the walls of life
These become cracks that cannot be mended

Good intentions are mere bandages to a wound 
That will not close

Slowly but surely like the wilting of a flower
The inevitable occurs 

Best to remove any ill will afore it spreads
Like a cancer run amok

To call a spade a spade
Before the pain becomes too great

Love lost is better than none found
This is the plague that follows us all

Andreas Simic©

A Combat Fatality

A Combat Fatality

I just had enlisted in the Army one day.
Oath of allegiance to country did say.
For four years would be in the infantry
And combat duty would eventually see.

Over hill and dale went to basic training.
Out of me all of my energy was draining.
Had pushed myself as far as I could go.
Was always in middle not fast or slow.

But regardless I finally finished at last
And all of my tests successfully passed.
At some questions, I did have to guess
And in end had been awarded an MOS.

I proudly would wear an Army uniform
And our unit ended up in Desert Storm
While fighting there in a combat unit.
We were all brave and had true grit.

While on duty drove by a desert palm;
Nearby was buried a roadside bomb
Which did kill both my buddy and me;
We had become a Combat Fatality.

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Just Fatality

In coalesce, do I live no more
My mind is no longer mine to claim
As its owner, you are now
Denying me of every thought
Other than, that of you
To regain control, is not mine to choose

Refute it, I had often
Though my acknowledgement was visible, always
For the truth, can hurt much
But a shadow, can ease the pain
Until a light, is shone bright
And its hide, is brought to an end

At your behest, is my sorrow not
My emotions, are beckoned by my own
For deserving, do I believe myself to be
A coward, do I see myself only
As much you did, when my depart you learnt
Though your eyes I can look no more, through my returns disdain

Redeem, I wish I could
The respect, I earned from you
Though what is lost, can be returned
Through no poem
As words are easy to ink
But spoken are they only, in my imprisoning thoughts of you 

To falter your being, I attempted to persuade
But dissuaded my mind maintains
Your qualities, it absorbs by day
Asking for any and all requests, you may bequest 
Considering not, the suffering it shall cause
As a just fatality, I become

Formula For Fatality

Formula for fatality
I open the book on numbers
Searching for a masterful method
A recipe for ruin runs through my thoughts
And I see a perfect procedure
An equation equal to the end
An addition of a gun
A multiplication of blood
A division of the soul
And a subtraction of a life

A Combat Fatality

A Combat Fatality

I just had enlisted in the Army one day.
Oath of allegiance to country did say.
For four years would be in the infantry
And combat duty would eventually see.

Over hill and dale went to basic training.
Out of me all of my energy was draining.
Had pushed myself as far as I could go.
Was always in middle not fast or slow.

But regardless I finally finished at last
And all of my tests successfully passed.
At some questions, I did have to guess
And in end had been awarded an MOS.

I proudly would wear an Army uniform
And our unit ended up in Desert Storm
While fighting there in a combat unit.
We were all brave and had true grit.

When on duty drove by a desert palm;
Nearby was buried a roadside bomb
Which did kill both my buddy and me;
And we had become a Combat Fatality.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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Another Combat Fatality

Another Combat Fatality

I just had enlisted in the Army one day.
Oath of allegiance to country did say.
For four years would be in the infantry
And combat duty would eventually see.

Over hill and dale went to basic training.
Out of me all of my energy was draining.
Had pushed myself as far as I could go.
Was always in middle not fast or slow.

But regardless I finally finished at last
And all of my tests successfully passed.
At some questions, I did have to guess
And in end had been awarded an MOS.

I proudly would wear an Army uniform
And our unit ended up in Desert Storm
While fighting there in a combat unit.
We were all brave and had true grit.

While on duty drove by a desert palm;
Nearby was buried a roadside bomb
Which did kill both my buddy and me;
We had become a Combat Fatality.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.

Conflict Fatality

Conflict Fatality

Death awaits us
There is no escaping it
No avoiding it
It is the all consuming inevitability that haunts us all
We may choose to run and hide but there is no safe place
No haven
No sanctuary
It will find you

Some of us choose to accept and even embrace death
Welcoming it with open arms
Even now
Someone is seeking an exit
From the ravenous vicious circle of their existence
Their life

Someone right now is taking arms against a sea of troubles
And in opposing
Ending them

I will not sit idly by and wait for the inescapable
I won't be a subject of the tortures of humanities flaws
When my body dies
I will live on
I will always fight
I will never back down

Fate is just a word created to keep us in line
One day all will be clear
The evils of man released
And when they attack
I won't let them consume me
I will fight back!
I will be at the front line
Fighting for my beliefs
And my brother with be at my side
To strengthen me
Motivate me
Push me to my limits

Judgment day draws near
And when it comes
Where will you be?
Will you take arms?
And fight for what's right
Or will you step aside and become meat puppets?
The choice is yours.

Premium Member Lone Survivor

tires howling loudly
she reaches for my shoulder
horns like sirens wail
brakes failing on icy bridge
I wake in a hospital

written January 29, 2022

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