War Poems
#war
Poetry about historical wars, modern warfare and the effects of war on societies. War poems offer harrowing accounts of war from the perspective of soldiers and civilians.
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descrated
(Note to readers: overnight, I seem to have developed a profound injury to my right hand, so I've had to write a poem that just uses the left hand letters. Apologies.)*
beasts at seeded grasses grazed,
at vert swards, barbed warfare crazed,
bravest, wettest crawdads fazed:
zebra, badgers, steeds bedazed.
reeded area: waders tweeted.
vexed debaters cede, reseated.
steadfast traders swayed, retreated;
carers, stewards, beasts - defeated.
afterwards...
ravaged streets were desecrated;
trees, deceased, sat...
beasts at seeded grasses grazed,
at vert swards, barbed warfare crazed,
bravest, wettest crawdads fazed:
zebra, badgers, steeds bedazed.
reeded area: waders tweeted.
vexed debaters cede, reseated.
steadfast traders swayed, retreated;
carers, stewards, beasts - defeated.
afterwards...
ravaged streets were desecrated;
trees, deceased, sat...
#dark
#environment
#NaPoWriMo2024 #war
#NaPoWriMo2024 #war
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Predictions
The author foretells the imminent and total annihilation of all wicked human beings.
Crime and violence will not end as long as unfair and contemptuous laws exist.
The author fearlessly previses NATO of the serious consequences of its evil, inhumane actions.
As long as the Israeli occupation of the Golan Heights continues, wars will not cease.
The author makes a prediction that no oppressor will be safe anywhere in the world.
There will be uprisings as long as the heartless authorities continue to oppress the poor.
The author foresees the...
Crime and violence will not end as long as unfair and contemptuous laws exist.
The author fearlessly previses NATO of the serious consequences of its evil, inhumane actions.
As long as the Israeli occupation of the Golan Heights continues, wars will not cease.
The author makes a prediction that no oppressor will be safe anywhere in the world.
There will be uprisings as long as the heartless authorities continue to oppress the poor.
The author foresees the...
#war
#evil
#humankind #oppression
#humankind #oppression
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Stained glory: only Mori - NaPoWriMo 16
Who really wins in war?
Who will be left
To raise the proud banners high
as crimson blood of innocent bystanders flows
turning all flags red
now that more, many more
are gone and dead.
The dead care not
for who boldly won
Their tragedy is in being robbed
of a life to see a future
where all is done,
Or at least
until the next time round
around and around
Who it'll hit nobody knows
only that when pettiness grows
soon too the sorrowed blood flows.
Who will be left
To raise the proud banners high
as crimson blood of innocent bystanders flows
turning all flags red
now that more, many more
are gone and dead.
The dead care not
for who boldly won
Their tragedy is in being robbed
of a life to see a future
where all is done,
Or at least
until the next time round
around and around
Who it'll hit nobody knows
only that when pettiness grows
soon too the sorrowed blood flows.
#grief
#war
#death #NaPoWriMo2024
#death #NaPoWriMo2024
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Sniper Files #3 The Kill
As the moon hung low in the night sky, casting shadows across the deserted alley, I watched them from the rooftop opposite the dimly lit apartment building. The general's daughter, Olena, stood on the balcony, her silhouette joined by that of her lover, Andrei. They seemed lost in each other, unaware of the danger lurking in the darkness below.
I adjusted the scope on my rifle, my breath steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. This was the moment I had trained for, the mission I had been assigned by my superiors. But as I stared through the crosshairs, doubt...
I adjusted the scope on my rifle, my breath steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. This was the moment I had trained for, the mission I had been assigned by my superiors. But as I stared through the crosshairs, doubt...
#sex
#murder
#war #responsibility
#war #responsibility
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Cannonballs
A dark wind has come upon us
tears us apart from limb to limb
up on the mountain they look down
as my neighbor slits the throat of my friend
someone seemed to have pulled the thread
everything unraveled
up from the bottom to catch a breath
for the amusement of those who lit the fuse
behind the bricks lays the gold
pull up your boot straps and come get it
wealth and the greed we need to be worthy
loyalty to a ring
saw a picture of a girl somebody slaughtered
on the banks of the water...
tears us apart from limb to limb
up on the mountain they look down
as my neighbor slits the throat of my friend
someone seemed to have pulled the thread
everything unraveled
up from the bottom to catch a breath
for the amusement of those who lit the fuse
behind the bricks lays the gold
pull up your boot straps and come get it
wealth and the greed we need to be worthy
loyalty to a ring
saw a picture of a girl somebody slaughtered
on the banks of the water...
#corruption
#war
#tragedy
#greed
#poverty
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over breakfast, nothing else mattered
turn off the radio, darling, I’d
rather not hear the news
this morning, I’d quite like to eat my breakfast in
peace,
like my eggshell is so easily
shattered
rather not hear the news
this morning, I’d quite like to eat my breakfast in
peace,
like my eggshell is so easily
shattered
#anxiety
#war
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In one ounce of blood
there is around
one hundred &
fifty billion red
blood cells,
in one pint of blood
there is around two
point four trillion
red blood cells,
you can't wash
away blood with
soap and water
and you cannot
wash away the
shame of war.
one hundred &
fifty billion red
blood cells,
in one pint of blood
there is around two
point four trillion
red blood cells,
you can't wash
away blood with
soap and water
and you cannot
wash away the
shame of war.
#corruption
#war
#HumanRights
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Gaza
displaced misplaced lives
new horrors among broken homes
looking down gun barrels
young tearful eyes wondering why
watching bloody severed limps
falling all around them
innocents crying after more bombing
mooved from several kill zones
straight into another hell
revenge has no humanity
tunnel vision on the jugular
enforcd starvation of babies
past holocaust certainly been forgotten
justification what does it mean
for those recieving their rage
we have come full circle
maybe not six million
...
new horrors among broken homes
looking down gun barrels
young tearful eyes wondering why
watching bloody severed limps
falling all around them
innocents crying after more bombing
mooved from several kill zones
straight into another hell
revenge has no humanity
tunnel vision on the jugular
enforcd starvation of babies
past holocaust certainly been forgotten
justification what does it mean
for those recieving their rage
we have come full circle
maybe not six million
...
#war
#NaPoWriMo2024
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The Killer On The Loose Is-Real
I punched a wall
And hurt my hand
I felt like a fool
Because i cant understand
I also shed tears
Of a salty brine
About the genocide
In Palestine
And that our government
Gives licences to sell arms
To another country
That have no qualms
About bombing the starving
All the innocent , at will
As Benjamin Netanyahu
Goes in for the kill
by Jemia
And hurt my hand
I felt like a fool
Because i cant understand
I also shed tears
Of a salty brine
About the genocide
In Palestine
And that our government
Gives licences to sell arms
To another country
That have no qualms
About bombing the starving
All the innocent , at will
As Benjamin Netanyahu
Goes in for the kill
by Jemia
#murder
#oppression
#war #bullying
#war #bullying
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A Persian Warrior
- A Persian Warrior -
In a time known to history, but forgotten by man,
The mighty Persian army brought low old Babylon.
Great was Babylon, that empire across the sand…
But the power of old Persia had that lost war won,
Leaving blood and desolation, both far and near.
I was there when the Ishtar Gate fell into splinters!
I was there when the proud kings knew utter fear.
My axe held high, the steel in the sun ever glitters,
But that light is soon covered in the blood of men,
And you keep being told to take a life yet again…
King...
In a time known to history, but forgotten by man,
The mighty Persian army brought low old Babylon.
Great was Babylon, that empire across the sand…
But the power of old Persia had that lost war won,
Leaving blood and desolation, both far and near.
I was there when the Ishtar Gate fell into splinters!
I was there when the proud kings knew utter fear.
My axe held high, the steel in the sun ever glitters,
But that light is soon covered in the blood of men,
And you keep being told to take a life yet again…
King...
#kindness
#war
#memories
#redemption
#historical
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Murderers
I do not expect murders to disagree with Israel massacring innocent Palestinians.
The wicked, bloodthirsty American military would do the same thing.
Speaking as a mixed Jew, I do not support the evil Israeli foreign policy,
And neither do I encourage genocide, racism, injustice, and oppression.
Aggression and terrorism are wrong, but we need to identify the real terrorists.
People who face perpetual oppression will rise up against the oppressors.
The wicked, bloodthirsty American military would do the same thing.
Speaking as a mixed Jew, I do not support the evil Israeli foreign policy,
And neither do I encourage genocide, racism, injustice, and oppression.
Aggression and terrorism are wrong, but we need to identify the real terrorists.
People who face perpetual oppression will rise up against the oppressors.
#murder
#oppression
#war
#racism
#military
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Vietnam Medic
Vietnam Medic
hills of Vietnam
where medic
bandages wounds
of Odin’s warriors
as jungle blues
Sing from radio
In cool air
Of mountain Gods
Upon steep slopes
Rising from bamboo forest
In thatched roof hut
where small TV
Projects ghostly cinema
Of moon walkers
In 1969
For idyllic medicine man
Under roof of heaven
With occasional gunfire
To keep him honest
© 2024 by John Hindle
hills of Vietnam
where medic
bandages wounds
of Odin’s warriors
as jungle blues
Sing from radio
In cool air
Of mountain Gods
Upon steep slopes
Rising from bamboo forest
In thatched roof hut
where small TV
Projects ghostly cinema
Of moon walkers
In 1969
For idyllic medicine man
Under roof of heaven
With occasional gunfire
To keep him honest
© 2024 by John Hindle
#war
#universe
#moon
#nature
#peace
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