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.
MDT
Poem Published
18th Jun 2019 6:51am
18th Jun 2019 6:51am
Big balls
Men
Bleed
Her
Dry
To
Fuel
Hate
And
They
Fight
With
Tanks
And
Ships
That
Take
The
Breath
Of
Youth
Just
So
Men
Can
Show
Which
Has
The
Bigger
Set
And
Smaller
Brains
Me
Man
Me
War
Me
Idiot.
Bleed
Her
Dry
To
Fuel
Hate
And
They
Fight
With
Tanks
And
Ships
That
Take
The
Breath
Of
Youth
Just
So
Men
Can
Show
Which
Has
The
Bigger
Set
And
Smaller
Brains
Me
Man
Me
War
Me
Idiot.
#war
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
16th Jun 2019 6:46am
16th Jun 2019 6:46am
this NOW’s- a karmic battlefield, versed sacred with Bhagavat Gita~
?from a hazy prelude to an essential uprising^^
fuming fulminations of tonight’s sketchy dream...
thickens as detailing documented plotted broth
...soothsaying scriptures of a versified narrative
with an addendum of ethical arthashastra
[opens up as textured overtures of…>>
dark conundrums
in a wormy exploding filth of pretty bundled
nightmares ...let loose & leaking all over the
cracking pores
as odoriferously emetic vomiting blueblacks
that only triggers some more...& all the more ...
fuming fulminations of tonight’s sketchy dream...
thickens as detailing documented plotted broth
...soothsaying scriptures of a versified narrative
with an addendum of ethical arthashastra
[opens up as textured overtures of…>>
dark conundrums
in a wormy exploding filth of pretty bundled
nightmares ...let loose & leaking all over the
cracking pores
as odoriferously emetic vomiting blueblacks
that only triggers some more...& all the more ...
#war
#evil
#TruthOfLife
#hypocrisy
#rebellion
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9 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
13th Jun 2019 7:35pm
13th Jun 2019 7:35pm
Holy War
Allegorical tales are casting spells about a heaven or a hell
Causing disputes amongst the troops whose lives are for sell
Like retail from the mall they're all being consumed
An appetite for destruction is leading to their tombs
Kaboom is the sound of the bombs bursting in the air
Innocence being lost as they fall but the leaders don't care
It's clear that accumulation of wealth trumps human lives
Revelations broadcasting on every station like Fox Five
Many close their eyes to the misery and suffering of others
If...
Causing disputes amongst the troops whose lives are for sell
Like retail from the mall they're all being consumed
An appetite for destruction is leading to their tombs
Kaboom is the sound of the bombs bursting in the air
Innocence being lost as they fall but the leaders don't care
It's clear that accumulation of wealth trumps human lives
Revelations broadcasting on every station like Fox Five
Many close their eyes to the misery and suffering of others
If...
#war
#death
#religion #greed
#religion #greed
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
9th Jun 2019 7:36am
9th Jun 2019 7:36am
Lakefront To Beach Head
Their Labor bore fruit
In times of peace
Free of war’s loom
Then came the shattering thunder of guns
From lakefront to beach head
Liberty was the battle cry
They were the Levee
To the river of evil
That had coursed though the land
It was no laodicean decision
To take up arms
While wives and girlfriends
Dressed in Lithograph patterned attire
Smelling of lilac
Praying in the lampblack night
For their safe return
No luster in tearful eyes
The waiting more torture ...
In times of peace
Free of war’s loom
Then came the shattering thunder of guns
From lakefront to beach head
Liberty was the battle cry
They were the Levee
To the river of evil
That had coursed though the land
It was no laodicean decision
To take up arms
While wives and girlfriends
Dressed in Lithograph patterned attire
Smelling of lilac
Praying in the lampblack night
For their safe return
No luster in tearful eyes
The waiting more torture ...
#war
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4 Comments
T_V_Walker
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 10:43pm
5th Jun 2019 10:43pm
Outside men are marching
Outside men are marching
We hide beneath the floor
For us, they are searching
Their boots were made for war
We smell the barn burning
They hack open our door
Outside men are marching
My family are no more
Would a god be so sadistic?
To create a world like this
To destroy those altruistic
Now everyone is his
Greed is all we worship
All kindness is destroyed
Its a miracle the poor can smile
In a land of the unemployed
We hide beneath the floor
For us, they are searching
Their boots were made for war
We smell the barn burning
They hack open our door
Outside men are marching
My family are no more
Would a god be so sadistic?
To create a world like this
To destroy those altruistic
Now everyone is his
Greed is all we worship
All kindness is destroyed
Its a miracle the poor can smile
In a land of the unemployed
#war
#poverty
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1 Comment
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 4:09am
5th Jun 2019 4:09am
The Wall
Mr. Gorbachev tear this wall down"
Were words heard and celebrated all around
The division of a country was affecting the world
To watch the hatred associated with boundaries was causing human relations to unfurl
We built a great wall of China and refused to learn shit
They invented lots of things and then they forgot all about it
Inter boundary warring also made written history a problem
The world was battling problems and didn't know that they had solved them
But being humans we continue to do what we do
We next built...
Were words heard and celebrated all around
The division of a country was affecting the world
To watch the hatred associated with boundaries was causing human relations to unfurl
We built a great wall of China and refused to learn shit
They invented lots of things and then they forgot all about it
Inter boundary warring also made written history a problem
The world was battling problems and didn't know that they had solved them
But being humans we continue to do what we do
We next built...
#war
#CallToAction
#HumanRights #rebellion
#HumanRights #rebellion
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17 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
28th May 2019 4:17pm
28th May 2019 4:17pm
Stanislav Petrov 1939-2017 / The 1983 Nuclear War (that didnt happen)
Savior.................."right place
right time'
Bypassed the protocol he'd been
trained to enforce -
(1983)
thus the world has
remained undestroyed,
(for now),
by our human idiocy'
One man. One split-second decision, contrary to the computers,
and now
we're forced
to find
...
right time'
Bypassed the protocol he'd been
trained to enforce -
(1983)
thus the world has
remained undestroyed,
(for now),
by our human idiocy'
One man. One split-second decision, contrary to the computers,
and now
we're forced
to find
...
#war
#death
#apocalypse
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4 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2019 2:55am
28th May 2019 2:55am
Little White Crosses
Little white crosses all in a row,
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#beach
#memorial
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6 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
27th May 2019 7:37pm
27th May 2019 7:37pm
Timrod if Alabama
Beautiful southern cotton land
State of regal scenery grand
Thy sons raise a mighty hand
Alabama!
From north to Mobile’s palm
With prayers of fervent psalm
In the face of danger calm
Alabama!
Though things may look grim
Greatest oceans we would swim
To sing victory’s triumphant hymn
Alabama!
II
Our enemies we will kill
Tyrant’s blood does spill
The battlefield at last is still
Alabama!
A path we did not chart
Nor...
State of regal scenery grand
Thy sons raise a mighty hand
Alabama!
From north to Mobile’s palm
With prayers of fervent psalm
In the face of danger calm
Alabama!
Though things may look grim
Greatest oceans we would swim
To sing victory’s triumphant hymn
Alabama!
II
Our enemies we will kill
Tyrant’s blood does spill
The battlefield at last is still
Alabama!
A path we did not chart
Nor...
#war
#God
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Ahavati
Poem Published
27th May 2019 2:13pm
27th May 2019 2:13pm
Memorial Day
Lest we forget
#soldiers
#war
#memories
#memorial
#historical
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24 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
27th May 2019 1:28am
27th May 2019 1:28am
War Begets Much More
Blood soaked battlefields, bodies gouged by steel
Opposition splayed and displayed to show the real
Let's conquer this hillside, let's gain that much more ground
Signets of peace were sought,but by the gods never found
Our armor said that we belonged, so we appeared and fought along
With so much comradery fighting for a peace that would never come
We truly don't want this, but it is what it is
We swore an oath to take lives so that our ways may live
We stripped the fields bare, an army lives on it's stomach
Raping as we pillaged, mouth,...
Opposition splayed and displayed to show the real
Let's conquer this hillside, let's gain that much more ground
Signets of peace were sought,but by the gods never found
Our armor said that we belonged, so we appeared and fought along
With so much comradery fighting for a peace that would never come
We truly don't want this, but it is what it is
We swore an oath to take lives so that our ways may live
We stripped the fields bare, an army lives on it's stomach
Raping as we pillaged, mouth,...
#soldiers
#abuse
#war #death
#war #death
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13 Comments
ThroughTheVeil
Poem Published
25th May 2019 9:29pm
25th May 2019 9:29pm
Red
Red, the color of lust and love.
Or is it the color of death and blood.
Both are things people write of,
but yet together, few to none,
so that's exactly what I've done.
When some think of red,
they think of what their lover said,
they think of what they do in bed.
Some long for the day they too will be wed.
For them this is the color red.
Still others equate red with dead.
They think of pain and sonmeone who bled.
They think of time in their death bed.
Red could be a severed head.
For these too are also red. ...
Or is it the color of death and blood.
Both are things people write of,
but yet together, few to none,
so that's exactly what I've done.
When some think of red,
they think of what their lover said,
they think of what they do in bed.
Some long for the day they too will be wed.
For them this is the color red.
Still others equate red with dead.
They think of pain and sonmeone who bled.
They think of time in their death bed.
Red could be a severed head.
For these too are also red. ...
#love
#hate
#lust
#war
#tragedy
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