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.
oskar
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2022 10:14am
3rd Oct 2022 10:14am
oil Jackpot in Norway
Oil jackpot
When coming home from the ship, his coastal town
was in an uproar from every window, people shouted
and banged pot pans together
People danced in the street, which was unheard of
young people shamelessly made love under oaks
so eagerly that trees that had been around forever
lost their leaves.
At home, his mother hollered, from the window
we are richer than the Americans, wealthier then
the Saudis.
His father said, no point going back to see if we can
Pakistanis and the Philippines for this.
People had...
When coming home from the ship, his coastal town
was in an uproar from every window, people shouted
and banged pot pans together
People danced in the street, which was unheard of
young people shamelessly made love under oaks
so eagerly that trees that had been around forever
lost their leaves.
At home, his mother hollered, from the window
we are richer than the Americans, wealthier then
the Saudis.
His father said, no point going back to see if we can
Pakistanis and the Philippines for this.
People had...
#men
#soldiers
#friendship
#heroic
#masculinity
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LtDansLegs
Jay.
Jay.
Poem Published
18th Aug 2022 6:52pm
18th Aug 2022 6:52pm
Garden of Graves
I tend a garden of graves.
Where death blooms brightly amidst
the blood soaked soil.
Their stems swaying to the screams
of the fallen.
Petals reaching to an eclipsed sun,
salvation never comes.
Until finally they lie stinking and
rotting in the earth.
They have tainted the fields of my mind.
Filth seeping into a heart’s
darkened chambers.
Beating to the rhythm of despair,
oh metronome of death and sorrow.
No poetry, just truth.
There is no rhyme to this sin.
A spiral staircase to insanity. ...
Where death blooms brightly amidst
the blood soaked soil.
Their stems swaying to the screams
of the fallen.
Petals reaching to an eclipsed sun,
salvation never comes.
Until finally they lie stinking and
rotting in the earth.
They have tainted the fields of my mind.
Filth seeping into a heart’s
darkened chambers.
Beating to the rhythm of despair,
oh metronome of death and sorrow.
No poetry, just truth.
There is no rhyme to this sin.
A spiral staircase to insanity. ...
#grief
#soldiers
#death #memorial
#death #memorial
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Deathkitty_134
Khach0
Khach0
Poem Published
9th Aug 2022 12:49pm
9th Aug 2022 12:49pm
Ceasefire
I live for a time when the last bullet flies
when they lay down their arms
and lift up the pen
when freedom is won in the heart
and captivity's gates are opened
gunfire is exchanged for handshake
names with no rank defend their state of mind
the victory of no mother burying her son
drum march to revelry, playing songs of celebration
nightmares of veterans laid to rest
last rites whispered no more
over limb-torn bodies
thunder and lightening the only terror
shackles and chains broken
released from stockade and whip ...
when they lay down their arms
and lift up the pen
when freedom is won in the heart
and captivity's gates are opened
gunfire is exchanged for handshake
names with no rank defend their state of mind
the victory of no mother burying her son
drum march to revelry, playing songs of celebration
nightmares of veterans laid to rest
last rites whispered no more
over limb-torn bodies
thunder and lightening the only terror
shackles and chains broken
released from stockade and whip ...
#soldiers
#corruption
#war
#peace
#military
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6 Comments
LtDansLegs
Jay.
Jay.
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 6:38pm
2nd Aug 2022 6:38pm
Never do you leave a war.
So heavy do these burdens be
that drags the very soul of me,
to depths the light will dare not go,
the inward places down below.
The stickiness of blood that’s drying,
I hold another friend whose dying,
a hardened heart breaks all the more,
never do you leave a war.
In rhythmic tones of agonal breath,
a voice is whispering face your death.
Sadly this is not my fate,
for now Valhalla has to wait.
Within the pit of my despair,
the slightest piece of hope is there,
to guide me through the day...
that drags the very soul of me,
to depths the light will dare not go,
the inward places down below.
The stickiness of blood that’s drying,
I hold another friend whose dying,
a hardened heart breaks all the more,
never do you leave a war.
In rhythmic tones of agonal breath,
a voice is whispering face your death.
Sadly this is not my fate,
for now Valhalla has to wait.
Within the pit of my despair,
the slightest piece of hope is there,
to guide me through the day...
#hope
#soldiers
#war
#PTSD
#hurt
114 reads
4 Comments
CanisInc-Untis
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2022 12:26pm
2nd Jul 2022 12:26pm
Symmetry of Gothymmetry3
witches catwalked
up and down
the concave
of Seminary ridge
cantripping
chanting and bantering
soldiers raising their hands
whistling hounds
marking out
while undressing
their unhallowed ground
silhouetted by sundown
flight broomsticks
discreetly seducing
Federal generals
with Confederated plans
became their harlots
for atleast few nights
while their good books
and faith
hid under their beds
convictions all out of sight
as she laid them with spell ...
up and down
the concave
of Seminary ridge
cantripping
chanting and bantering
soldiers raising their hands
whistling hounds
marking out
while undressing
their unhallowed ground
silhouetted by sundown
flight broomsticks
discreetly seducing
Federal generals
with Confederated plans
became their harlots
for atleast few nights
while their good books
and faith
hid under their beds
convictions all out of sight
as she laid them with spell ...
#soldiers
#fate
#witches
#curse
#military
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James_A_Knight
Poem Published
26th Jun 2022 1:08pm
26th Jun 2022 1:08pm
SATAN'S BREATH - (ad lib radio play about war)
Three men wait for orders
Tank roll towards them
No artillery support
No retreat called
They wait as the tanks roll forward...
Tank roll towards them
No artillery support
No retreat called
They wait as the tanks roll forward...
#soldiers
#war
#peace
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
16th Jun 2022 5:48pm
16th Jun 2022 5:48pm
Track marks nobody knows how or why for that matter
The reveille blows
D
A
W
N
Shooting squad
Burning fields summoned white dragons
Poppies as far as the eye can see
Blood soaked irrigation
A family affair
Silver spooned tourniquet
The pharmacy is that way
Sister morphine quick fetch the Fentanyl
Need to killer the suffering quicker
The reveille blows
D
U
S
K
Come
Everybody knows
D
A
W
N
Shooting squad
Burning fields summoned white dragons
Poppies as far as the eye can see
Blood soaked irrigation
A family affair
Silver spooned tourniquet
The pharmacy is that way
Sister morphine quick fetch the Fentanyl
Need to killer the suffering quicker
The reveille blows
D
U
S
K
Come
Everybody knows
#soldiers
#war
#drugs
#heroin
#PTSD
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Baldwin
Poem Published
30th May 2022 3:14pm
30th May 2022 3:14pm
Memorial Day
The killing fields of Ypres,
Verdun, and of the Somme
are verdant now,
their greening since the Armistice
have each become
a cover for the lie
of ages old
the ardent young were once
and still today are told
of how it is a noble and a glorious thing
to kill and die.
for God, for country, and for king.
Verdun, and of the Somme
are verdant now,
their greening since the Armistice
have each become
a cover for the lie
of ages old
the ardent young were once
and still today are told
of how it is a noble and a glorious thing
to kill and die.
for God, for country, and for king.
#soldiers
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2022 5:18am
28th May 2022 5:18am
Army Of Empties
Grasping at air, hungry for more
locked behind eyes, a forever closed door.
We are the many, gone are the few
who ever among us sanity knew.
Every nuance of human spark
now flickers to fade here in the dark.
Are we the same robotic selves
whose voices resound in similar pall.
Whom was I, can't I ever know
first I was here yet ever slow
guarding the thing I held to strong
now it trails behind our throng.
Each step we make a stumble forth
our inner compass unregisters north.
Hope gets...
locked behind eyes, a forever closed door.
We are the many, gone are the few
who ever among us sanity knew.
Every nuance of human spark
now flickers to fade here in the dark.
Are we the same robotic selves
whose voices resound in similar pall.
Whom was I, can't I ever know
first I was here yet ever slow
guarding the thing I held to strong
now it trails behind our throng.
Each step we make a stumble forth
our inner compass unregisters north.
Hope gets...
#soldiers
#war
#zombies
#fear
#NaPoWriMo2022
214 reads
8 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
15th Apr 2022 7:38pm
15th Apr 2022 7:38pm
Government Approved Predators
they prey
on little boys
teenagers pretending
to be men
guided by
testosterone
they entice
with promises
of steady work
of opportunity
of stability
they convince (coerce)
them into
taking the oath
to defend
the
constitution
they send them
to foreign lands
to fight and die
(or survive and suffer)
for businesses with no objective
but the bottom line
sent to force
the democratic way
on tribal cultures ...
on little boys
teenagers pretending
to be men
guided by
testosterone
they entice
with promises
of steady work
of opportunity
of stability
they convince (coerce)
them into
taking the oath
to defend
the
constitution
they send them
to foreign lands
to fight and die
(or survive and suffer)
for businesses with no objective
but the bottom line
sent to force
the democratic way
on tribal cultures ...
#soldiers
#war
#military
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Drieks
Poem Published
10th Apr 2022 1:36am
10th Apr 2022 1:36am
What remains
Control is a power that’ll slip once you force it.
A feral being that’s clothed for naked eyes.
Numbed feelings, hummed hearings,
it’s better to welcome than wave them goodbyes.
Sighing thoughts are common to come across.
Buried belongings dug up to admire.
A man’s hard labour torn to infinite pieces,
no god’s work is saint or labelled for hire.
Buried without remains.
The bone collector comes out to play.
Married without constrains.
Our hearts need song and visual aid.
Mud. Watered dirt has become your housing. ...
A feral being that’s clothed for naked eyes.
Numbed feelings, hummed hearings,
it’s better to welcome than wave them goodbyes.
Sighing thoughts are common to come across.
Buried belongings dug up to admire.
A man’s hard labour torn to infinite pieces,
no god’s work is saint or labelled for hire.
Buried without remains.
The bone collector comes out to play.
Married without constrains.
Our hearts need song and visual aid.
Mud. Watered dirt has become your housing. ...
#depression
#soldiers
#war #death
#war #death
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
29th Mar 2022 7:51pm
29th Mar 2022 7:51pm
in the stellar dawning, bleed
suffering the inhumanity of humanity
it hurts to feel this much
flooded with information not said
would it piss you off to know I can read what you really mean
behind the lying smile meant to disarm me, I see
in my vow I remain stoic
I will not succumb to the bitterness of rejection
it is an infection passed around so some can feel superior
I don't need your disease
head check yourself if you think I'm wrong
it's the ego inflated talking
I strike at the pus so you may be free
in the cold dark believe this, you are...
it hurts to feel this much
flooded with information not said
would it piss you off to know I can read what you really mean
behind the lying smile meant to disarm me, I see
in my vow I remain stoic
I will not succumb to the bitterness of rejection
it is an infection passed around so some can feel superior
I don't need your disease
head check yourself if you think I'm wrong
it's the ego inflated talking
I strike at the pus so you may be free
in the cold dark believe this, you are...
#love
#soldiers
#war #humankind
#war #humankind
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