Disaster Poems - Poems about Disaster

Devestation by the mountain, a warning now to all.' Life is fragile.' Who can know.? Or avert when such a disaster Decides to fall.?...

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Were you looking for me? Her diabolical dog Disaster asked. She rolled her eyes. Disaster knew she was looking for him. She had called his name over twenty times. Who tore open the cereal box? Why is it on the floor? Disaster circled it but admitted nothing. Who chewed up the new roll of toilet paper? Disaster looked pointedly at his mistress’s...

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The skies now dark with swollen grief, Rain lashes roofs beyond belief. The monsoon comes not soft, but roaring seas, It spares no home and trees, nor man, nor child. Before my eyes - truth too raw to bear, A mother staggered through the despair, Clutching her sack above the flood, Her last few grains, her sweat, her blood. The fields we tilled...

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This horrendous Cambodian war-time story, Ends with Cambodian glory, Journalists forged a strong friendship within hard cruel times, It is one of the best movies ever and all so true, These two men Sydney Schanberg and Dith Pran In the face of horrific adversity Face death, threats, imprisonment, catastrophe, Yet together, help and document about a hovering Communist strategy. The Vietnam war at...

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Moonlight hitchhikes on green pines Slipping away like maroon mind Melancholy music rides breeze I find Comfort and peace in warm red wine Escape in a bottle isn’t the worst crime Running full throttle from dilemma time No longer on top not in my peach prime Want it to stop this inner indigo whine I failed and wail wildly in pantomime Tell...

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The ship of dreams Opulent surroundings Fancy bed linens Luxurious dinner plates and tablecloths Gleaming virginal utensils Dazzling crystal chandeliers Polished walnut woodwork Gold gilded fireplaces Wardrobes ready for furs and dresses An experienced captain Eager staff Bustling activity Musicians, artists, businessmen aboard High ranking officials, wealthy industrialists, celebrities Cruising flawlessly in clear blue sea A haven and heaven during the day Easy sleeping and dreaming in the evening J.P. Morgan was...

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Fire, fire, countless fires Fire of hate that nobody admires Fire that hurts, maims and kills and innocent victims Fire that burns, cremates and destroys many buildings Fire that is misused Fire that is diffused Countries with more firepower rule A gangster with a heavy fire is used as a fool As a deadly instrument or tool to bully To murder and to eliminate...

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I dream of justice taking its rightful place, And often cling to warm words, a kind face. How can my soul fit in this vast domain, When it can’t find its space in a world so plain? People do not bow to truth’s command, So misfortune keeps sweeping the land. Fires, disasters, explosions in mines, Our skies have yet to clear and...

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Once the earth was green and alive. But now it is dreary and dying. What is left is deforestation, logging, fossil fuels, industrialisation, more fuming factories and pollution. The air we breathe was once fresh, the oceans and rivers clean and uncontaminated. We are now on the verge of extinction but no one is...

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Natural problem Is worldwide catastrophe Leave no one behind....

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This form is called, Laurette. Love rest on no foundation. It is an endless ocean, with no beginning or end. Rumi A raging surf Pounds the white shore And the pilings of homes Collapses one Gone forever The shell upon waves roams ...

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They built a ship, to sail the blue. A sight of wonder, a dream come true. They thought they built, a mighty view. There is no sea, it can’t sail through. But they were wrong. For what they built, was not so strong. It brought them death, that is for sure. In the dark of night, too far from shore. An iceberg hit, and flank it tore. Husbands and wives,...

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Today's rain is more of a doom, But why not just spare my own room? You just poured in without a shame So, who will then take this your blame? Tho', where I live is a jungle, My life needs not be this bungled, Because this flood was just a lot, This is not just based on my thought. Its' anger was unleashed...

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river in full spate yoke of oxen wade calmly confident farmer...

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The river Life is nothing but a glib tunnel, Except for the dazzling water, it is just a disastrous canal. Except for any untamed misery, It would only be an adversary. Except for an acute pied piper, This river would be an unalike well-giver. The fragile memories spring up in the corridor, In which nobody can hope for the undisclosed Advisor. It is...

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