Soldiers Poems
#soldiers
Soldiers' poems about their experiences serving in an army, and poems about soldiers and war. Poetry about the role of soldiers in the world, fighting and peace keeping, and the toll war takes on individuals who serve. Including poems about soldiers' bravery, courage, war atrocities, injuries and PTSD.
Whackytraveler
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 3:48am
23rd Feb 2025 3:48am
Letters to you
A letter a day
Keeps the pain away
Four year deployment
And I feel lost in what it meant
The pride I feel
Tears,
Lots of tears
They flow like a river
It’s like a never ending winter
Writing you,
I hope my letters find their way
I hope it makes your day
The army base
You lay in wait
For however long it takes
Safety,
I pray
Everyday
Until next time
Keeps the pain away
Four year deployment
And I feel lost in what it meant
The pride I feel
Tears,
Lots of tears
They flow like a river
It’s like a never ending winter
Writing you,
I hope my letters find their way
I hope it makes your day
The army base
You lay in wait
For however long it takes
Safety,
I pray
Everyday
Until next time
#soldiers
94 reads
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wallyroo92
Bumped 19th Jan 2025 00:59am
7th Sep 2019 2:52am
7th Sep 2019 2:52am
The Things I Did
He joined the Marines at eighteen. A soldier through and through. He was tall, sturdy and always friendly. Daniel was my neighbor for nearly five years. He had moved from the high desert to the suburbs of L.A. so he could be closer to his grown children.
“I have six” he once told me. “Seven” he corrected himself a second later. Two from three ex-wives and one boy whom he had picked up during a mission while his platoon was making their way through the country side in Vietnam in early ‘73. The village had been raided just a few days before they got there. There were bodies...
“I have six” he once told me. “Seven” he corrected himself a second later. Two from three ex-wives and one boy whom he had picked up during a mission while his platoon was making their way through the country side in Vietnam in early ‘73. The village had been raided just a few days before they got there. There were bodies...
#soldiers
#war
#death #suicide
#death #suicide
673 reads
7 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Young Sniper Preparing
The young soldier, Pavel, reclined on his bunk, the sterile light casting a pallid glow over the cramped quarters. His mind wandered to Alexandria, his lover since high school. She had sent him an email earlier that week, her words filled with longing and assurances of love and a revealing photo. But the miles between them were vast, and the silence of the nights was louder than the sporadic thunder of distant artillery.
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
#murder
#soldiers
#war
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:45am
10th Jan 2025 1:45am
A Fallowless Field
What cursed plain, where blood doth ever flow
And war’s unending wrath shall never cease?
A field where neither time nor mercy show
But reeks with death and mocks the hope of peace
Beneath the sky, now ever bruised and torn
The soil drinks deep the ichor of the slain
Each blade of grass a dagger, sharply worn
Each breath of wind a soldier’s dying pain
The sun doth hide its face in shamed retreat
As clouds of ash and smoke obscure the day
The earth, a grave where foes and comrades meet
In crimson tides their flesh shall...
And war’s unending wrath shall never cease?
A field where neither time nor mercy show
But reeks with death and mocks the hope of peace
Beneath the sky, now ever bruised and torn
The soil drinks deep the ichor of the slain
Each blade of grass a dagger, sharply worn
Each breath of wind a soldier’s dying pain
The sun doth hide its face in shamed retreat
As clouds of ash and smoke obscure the day
The earth, a grave where foes and comrades meet
In crimson tides their flesh shall...
#conflict
#dark
#death
#soldiers
#war
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 9:10pm
19th Dec 2024 9:10pm
Better Days
There was a point in my life, where I had lost sight of the light.
Walking down dark roads and lonely nights.
Not even Satan could explain to me, my wrongs from rights.
To some people temptation was a disease.
But to me, it was an escape from what I had seen.
Not having to differentiate what dreams were from memories.
Previous wars, bullets whistling and people's screams.
Only a certain few can understand the words that tend to bleed.
Lost friends, loved ones, and casualties.
Always looking over my shoulder, checking for the enemy.
Having to...
Walking down dark roads and lonely nights.
Not even Satan could explain to me, my wrongs from rights.
To some people temptation was a disease.
But to me, it was an escape from what I had seen.
Not having to differentiate what dreams were from memories.
Previous wars, bullets whistling and people's screams.
Only a certain few can understand the words that tend to bleed.
Lost friends, loved ones, and casualties.
Always looking over my shoulder, checking for the enemy.
Having to...
#military
#soldiers
#war
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Nov 2024 7:49pm
30th Nov 2024 7:49pm
Acidic Flash
Inside all war there lies conspiracy
There's nothing to believe but lies
Raging fires on the innocent
While the dead watch from the skies
They take the blind man to the killing field
To play in someone else's game
Let the lesser lands be torn apart
And bring them here to bear the shame
Acidic Flash
Burns my eyes
Acidic Flash
Buried Alive
Severed spirits hanging in the wind
Tear the truth apart from lies
A sordid effigy of past mistakes
Their heroism lost in time
They send...
There's nothing to believe but lies
Raging fires on the innocent
While the dead watch from the skies
They take the blind man to the killing field
To play in someone else's game
Let the lesser lands be torn apart
And bring them here to bear the shame
Acidic Flash
Burns my eyes
Acidic Flash
Buried Alive
Severed spirits hanging in the wind
Tear the truth apart from lies
A sordid effigy of past mistakes
Their heroism lost in time
They send...
#heroic
#lies
#satirical
#soldiers
#war
97 reads
6 Comments
Duice
Poem Published
16th Nov 2024 11:15pm
16th Nov 2024 11:15pm
Clay Pigeons (Part 3)
Easter egg planted Pineapples
cluster claymore laden poem verse
Trap lines trigger booby detonator
deadlock provoked drown immerse
SS Britanica land mine sunk to shore
on typhoon hurricane pull pins inverse
Magellan cognition gore circumnavigated
mind blown particulates spray disburse
Air-to-air taut pyro nuggets pluck telekinetic
on sonic brain combust ocean splatter curse
Motion vile explosive fragments bang attune
dissect shrapnel pitch out cranial void hurts
Tannerite incendiary gas can...
cluster claymore laden poem verse
Trap lines trigger booby detonator
deadlock provoked drown immerse
SS Britanica land mine sunk to shore
on typhoon hurricane pull pins inverse
Magellan cognition gore circumnavigated
mind blown particulates spray disburse
Air-to-air taut pyro nuggets pluck telekinetic
on sonic brain combust ocean splatter curse
Motion vile explosive fragments bang attune
dissect shrapnel pitch out cranial void hurts
Tannerite incendiary gas can...
#bittersweet
#conflict
#soldiers
#war
#violence
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
9th Nov 2024 6:10pm
9th Nov 2024 6:10pm
Echoes Of Sacrifice
when those brave heroes
bore arms for king and country
innocence was lost
the mustard gas crept
the grim reaper was there ~ to
collect the dead souls
seeping blood in mud
fertilising poppy weed
for rememberence
stark horrors of war
was the putrid remains ~ of
trusted brotherhood
true peace in our time
a fleeting concept ~ never
forget the fallen
honour in silence
with reverence the fallen
for they sacrificed
whispers of the past
echoes of the brave who...
bore arms for king and country
innocence was lost
the mustard gas crept
the grim reaper was there ~ to
collect the dead souls
seeping blood in mud
fertilising poppy weed
for rememberence
stark horrors of war
was the putrid remains ~ of
trusted brotherhood
true peace in our time
a fleeting concept ~ never
forget the fallen
honour in silence
with reverence the fallen
for they sacrificed
whispers of the past
echoes of the brave who...
#military
#senryu
#soldiers
#war
#memorial
122 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 9:58pm
7th Nov 2024 9:58pm
From before to the now
From the deepness of the truth, that it shall reveal the real makings of a new, frontier of hope and dreams and endless possibilities. 🙏 For sure we can slowly see a new horizon, that once was hidden behind the darkness of thick clouds. Changing as it has done more harm than good, yet it is soon coming over the world. 🌍 YET it's for the betterment of mankind and humanity, for gone is the unnecessary feelings of hatred and discrimination of negativity, bought on by the devil's 👿 in human skin. For sure we stand here as one nation under GOD. 🙏 ALMIGHTY and the...
#friendship
#humankind
#men
#soldiers
#women
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:41pm
1st Nov 2024 1:41pm
Letting The Mind Go
To the fallen who lost the battle with or within.
I know it best because the battle never ends.
From the overdoses and the suicides.
To the ones who could not care to even try.
There are those of us who sit alone and cry.
Confused how we made it while others died.
Those who struggle with haven taken lives.
And others who lost their cheating wives.
There's a lot to learn after a war.
Like how to move on and live some more.
I know it best because the battle never ends.
From the overdoses and the suicides.
To the ones who could not care to even try.
There are those of us who sit alone and cry.
Confused how we made it while others died.
Those who struggle with haven taken lives.
And others who lost their cheating wives.
There's a lot to learn after a war.
Like how to move on and live some more.
#military
#PersonalGrowth
#soldiers #war
#soldiers #war
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 6:42pm
31st Oct 2024 6:42pm
Teufel Hunden
The metals on my chest proudly displayed, for the Marines who could not be here today.
The red stripe down my leg strutted with honor, for the leadership that I led that did not falter.
Dress blues and white hats, gold belt buckles and pressed pants.
Like Cinderella, we Marines also have a ball, on November 10 to remember when we were all called.
Happy Marine Corps Birthday to every Devil Dog.
Semper Fidelis, to those who died but still stand tall.
The red stripe down my leg strutted with honor, for the leadership that I led that did not falter.
Dress blues and white hats, gold belt buckles and pressed pants.
Like Cinderella, we Marines also have a ball, on November 10 to remember when we were all called.
Happy Marine Corps Birthday to every Devil Dog.
Semper Fidelis, to those who died but still stand tall.
#military
#soldiers
#support
#war
#love
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 6:27am
31st Oct 2024 6:27am
War O.I.F.
Sorry there is no love poem today, just a mind on replay.
Like the first day in Iraq thinking will I ever make it back.
Continuous mortar attacks and walking in the pitch black.
Marines singing cadences as we ran in packs.
The weight of my rifle and my lips feeling chapped.
Waking up to explosions then rolling over not to miss a wink.
130 degree days then at night the freeze biting at my feet.
MREs to eat and hot water bottles to drink.
Remembering the sound of helicopter blades chopping the air.
Wondering how in the hell did I make it out of there
Like the first day in Iraq thinking will I ever make it back.
Continuous mortar attacks and walking in the pitch black.
Marines singing cadences as we ran in packs.
The weight of my rifle and my lips feeling chapped.
Waking up to explosions then rolling over not to miss a wink.
130 degree days then at night the freeze biting at my feet.
MREs to eat and hot water bottles to drink.
Remembering the sound of helicopter blades chopping the air.
Wondering how in the hell did I make it out of there
#military
#soldiers
#war
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