Poems About Soldiers Seeking Honest Critique
#soldiers
Poems about soldiers seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
The Perfect Weapon
a horror story
'You don't understand,' cried Laura, 'the British Army wouldn't do this!'
Even in their dire situation, Tina had to laugh at this hopelessly naive platitude. She stood with Laura and Michelle at the ingress to an underground cell. It contained a medieval-looking chair which was bolted to the floor and had wires sprouting all over it, as well as shackles attached to its arms and legs.
To the right was a cabinet with a sound box on it. Michelle had turned this on and a cacophony of male screams had filled the room before she hastily switched it...
'You don't understand,' cried Laura, 'the British Army wouldn't do this!'
Even in their dire situation, Tina had to laugh at this hopelessly naive platitude. She stood with Laura and Michelle at the ingress to an underground cell. It contained a medieval-looking chair which was bolted to the floor and had wires sprouting all over it, as well as shackles attached to its arms and legs.
To the right was a cabinet with a sound box on it. Michelle had turned this on and a cacophony of male screams had filled the room before she hastily switched it...
#soldiers
#ShortStory
#horror #military
#horror #military
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Failed State
The cosmic dust
It tasted like first blood
Dripping along a blanket of lust
Evil things we’ve done
I remember the turn
A slit wrist held by another
Her eyes spun just like hurricanes
Sinister snarl in that kiss
Addicted to the rush
Dead lands left in our wake
Toiling in foreign streams
Narcos and warheads intermingle
Local priest strung up bizarre
In rituals I’ve never seen
We become vampires
Taken the wings of better men
Crossbones, suppressors
Oppressing not one
Addicted...
It tasted like first blood
Dripping along a blanket of lust
Evil things we’ve done
I remember the turn
A slit wrist held by another
Her eyes spun just like hurricanes
Sinister snarl in that kiss
Addicted to the rush
Dead lands left in our wake
Toiling in foreign streams
Narcos and warheads intermingle
Local priest strung up bizarre
In rituals I’ve never seen
We become vampires
Taken the wings of better men
Crossbones, suppressors
Oppressing not one
Addicted...
#soldiers
#horror
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Souljah Story
I'm not Superman but I bare an S on my chest
Symbolic of a brolic Soldier in a front leaning rest
Doing my best to press on post the traumatics
Stress disorders tend to create tragic statistics
Placing tics on my wall like I'm marking time
My weapon of choice are words in my rhymes
Being in a bind like Mike in a straight jacket
Talking bout Myers if you didn't scope the target
Screaming MEDIC!! Please come heal my wounds
Doc said suck it up and let your strength be exhumed
The boom of artillery is...
Symbolic of a brolic Soldier in a front leaning rest
Doing my best to press on post the traumatics
Stress disorders tend to create tragic statistics
Placing tics on my wall like I'm marking time
My weapon of choice are words in my rhymes
Being in a bind like Mike in a straight jacket
Talking bout Myers if you didn't scope the target
Screaming MEDIC!! Please come heal my wounds
Doc said suck it up and let your strength be exhumed
The boom of artillery is...
#strength
#soldiers
#LifeAsAWriter
#MentalHealth
#military
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It’s Written In You
Dedicated to the soldier and heroes all over the world, thanks for your Service
You're a soldier, they say
It’s where your heart lays.
Whether you are with us today, or you have passed away.
It's in our hearts that you stay.
In this world you walk with bravery in one perfect stride.
You live your life, as if it may be your last ride.
Hearts in sync with your fellow soldiers.
Each and every day, your loved one get older.
You're a Soldier, it's true, it’s written in you.
...
You're a soldier, they say
It’s where your heart lays.
Whether you are with us today, or you have passed away.
It's in our hearts that you stay.
In this world you walk with bravery in one perfect stride.
You live your life, as if it may be your last ride.
Hearts in sync with your fellow soldiers.
Each and every day, your loved one get older.
You're a Soldier, it's true, it’s written in you.
...
#strength
#courage
#soldiers #heroic
#soldiers #heroic
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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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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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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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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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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...
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...
#depression
#soldiers
#war #death
#war #death
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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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Following Orders
My grandfather’s voice echoed in my ears, “A penny for your thoughts.” Yes, I desperately wanted to read her mind before her parting. As a soldier, I was trained to take down high-stakes targets. I wasn’t sure how the daughter of a governor would further our undefined purpose but I would do my duty. Implied in every order received was the bargain, the life of your enemy or your life. If I failed, the cost would be great. I would follow orders.
From being to nonbeing seems like such a great leap to take in one passing second yet that was what her future held. She would leave so...
From being to nonbeing seems like such a great leap to take in one passing second yet that was what her future held. She would leave so...
#soldiers
#war
#death
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WAR
WAR
#soldiers
#war
#HumanRights
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DU Poetry : Poems About Soldiers Seeking Honest Critique