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.
Taurek
Poem Published
Today 3:42am
Today 3:42am
There Is Nothing to See Anymore
How many coats to
escape me?
laryngitis giving
you hell
how many more
haircuts will it
take?
thieves in the
barbershop
giving you
grief
in the morning I
won’t remember
this happiness
there will be a
strange going-
on
this isn’t Manson, this
isn’t Once Upon a
Time in Hollywood,
this is Armagideon
Time
and it was
time for all this
to stop
but there was going
to be more riots and
more deaths and the ...
escape me?
laryngitis giving
you hell
how many more
haircuts will it
take?
thieves in the
barbershop
giving you
grief
in the morning I
won’t remember
this happiness
there will be a
strange going-
on
this isn’t Manson, this
isn’t Once Upon a
Time in Hollywood,
this is Armagideon
Time
and it was
time for all this
to stop
but there was going
to be more riots and
more deaths and the ...
#happiness
#war
#hell
#suffering
#pandemic
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1 Comment
Poetryman
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:41pm
Yesterday 5:41pm
Stain Upon Ugly Stain
Get off of my skin, I can't feel!
Shread the flesh from my neck
For those who embrace hate
Have painted my soul blood red
With the memory of lives that matter
And only Justice can wash away the stain
But her robes have been stripped from her body
Set afire in cities of red, white and black
The pain pours from my eyes, blinding me
Yet showing me the plain truth
Of why white must shout BLACK LIVES MATTER
Because so many still cling to a long dead past
Where they believed blacks were not people at all
So the murders they commit are...
Shread the flesh from my neck
For those who embrace hate
Have painted my soul blood red
With the memory of lives that matter
And only Justice can wash away the stain
But her robes have been stripped from her body
Set afire in cities of red, white and black
The pain pours from my eyes, blinding me
Yet showing me the plain truth
Of why white must shout BLACK LIVES MATTER
Because so many still cling to a long dead past
Where they believed blacks were not people at all
So the murders they commit are...
#hate
#murder
#war
#racism
#inequality
24 reads
3 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:45am
Yesterday 5:45am
Valkyrie
While lying in my lair, gems and precious stones strewn everywhere
I'm nestled in amongst the statuettes of you begging for my care
I curl my tail around my body and rest my chin and muzzle right there
The glare from the diamonds reminds me of the sparkle from your skin and hair
So many strewn silver and gold pieces reminds me of Jason's Golden Fleece
I'm panning the streams of existence for worthy pieces of me ores with your loving leash
Hahaha, eyeing myself all along my hunches and all along my tail
There are so many lost memories of you that have...
I'm nestled in amongst the statuettes of you begging for my care
I curl my tail around my body and rest my chin and muzzle right there
The glare from the diamonds reminds me of the sparkle from your skin and hair
So many strewn silver and gold pieces reminds me of Jason's Golden Fleece
I'm panning the streams of existence for worthy pieces of me ores with your loving leash
Hahaha, eyeing myself all along my hunches and all along my tail
There are so many lost memories of you that have...
#love
#war
#memories
26 reads
2 Comments
Eerie
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 00:01am
23rd Sep 2020 00:01am
A Dark War
I know a man with camouflaged
mind, gun-stock resting somewhere
between lies of patriarchal privilege
and the body of a dead
child, marred by indiscretions of
lesser men. Miniature legs
and arms spilled over assumed
lines drawn in thick heat of desert
swarm, heaved with heavy heart to the
doorstep of a farmer, a father, a man
with no recourse; nothing but unfathomable
grief and a rake to shake in the
face of God. Democracy, a
misapplied ideation...
mind, gun-stock resting somewhere
between lies of patriarchal privilege
and the body of a dead
child, marred by indiscretions of
lesser men. Miniature legs
and arms spilled over assumed
lines drawn in thick heat of desert
swarm, heaved with heavy heart to the
doorstep of a farmer, a father, a man
with no recourse; nothing but unfathomable
grief and a rake to shake in the
face of God. Democracy, a
misapplied ideation...
#grief
#conflict
#war
#morality
#AliceFulton
56 reads
19 Comments
KittyFromHell
Poem Published
20th Sep 2020 1:07pm
20th Sep 2020 1:07pm
awoken just to die
I drove myself mad not long ago—
Chasing rabbits so abundant they became a plague.
A wave of my own terrible wonderland swallowed me whole,
Now the taunting approach of complacency seeps in with age.
I talk to myself in spurts;
I've forgotten my reason and rhyme.
There's a hum in my soul somewhere down deep
That aches for healing, but survival mode leaves no time.
There's a dead zone in my heart
And a darkness cloaking my soul.
I'm pushing onward with the delirious
Amble of a famished madman down a busy road.
...
Chasing rabbits so abundant they became a plague.
A wave of my own terrible wonderland swallowed me whole,
Now the taunting approach of complacency seeps in with age.
I talk to myself in spurts;
I've forgotten my reason and rhyme.
There's a hum in my soul somewhere down deep
That aches for healing, but survival mode leaves no time.
There's a dead zone in my heart
And a darkness cloaking my soul.
I'm pushing onward with the delirious
Amble of a famished madman down a busy road.
...
#identity
#dreams
#war
#peace
#sleep
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2 Comments
Drieks
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 11:16pm
15th Sep 2020 11:16pm
Better off
Please hold me when the bombs drop.
Till there’s no skin left on my flesh.
Keep smiling till our time’s up.
I need you close when I turn to ash.
-
This war isn’t yours or mine but still ours for some reason.
World leaders with weakened grip on reality caused by treason.
High velocity nuclear curiosity killed so many felines...
Pure hypocrisy.
Let me out. There’s no way back in for me.
Presidential infamy. Shit’s so clear, it’s meant to be.
Such a treat to be here with you.
Evil can’t be taught, we’re...
Till there’s no skin left on my flesh.
Keep smiling till our time’s up.
I need you close when I turn to ash.
-
This war isn’t yours or mine but still ours for some reason.
World leaders with weakened grip on reality caused by treason.
High velocity nuclear curiosity killed so many felines...
Pure hypocrisy.
Let me out. There’s no way back in for me.
Presidential infamy. Shit’s so clear, it’s meant to be.
Such a treat to be here with you.
Evil can’t be taught, we’re...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#war
#death
42 reads
2 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 5:16pm
13th Sep 2020 5:16pm
Pyro Gate
..as in the
gates of hell
... I suppose
complete with
social media ban
on mentioning
groups responsible
Seems like
fire bugs run free
up and down the west
I think we’ve caught
half-a-dozen at least
At least one
was a protest
regular
But don’t worry
we’re only seeing
Climate Change
🙄🙄🙄🙄
gates of hell
... I suppose
complete with
social media ban
on mentioning
groups responsible
Seems like
fire bugs run free
up and down the west
I think we’ve caught
half-a-dozen at least
At least one
was a protest
regular
But don’t worry
we’re only seeing
Climate Change
🙄🙄🙄🙄
#war
#environment
#tragedy
34 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
8th Sep 2020 2:12pm
8th Sep 2020 2:12pm
Viking honor
warrior soul of the Viking clan
blood money burns in my pockets
today I call the stars from the heavens
witness a transformation
as I perform the magical rites
from whoremonger to champion
let the sun watch as I rise
from the great abyss with my brother kin
one by one we come into an understanding
the earth is hurting
there is no honor
war where war is necessary
love where love is needed
there is truth in this
I rode the seas
I went down with my ship
into the great depths, I...
blood money burns in my pockets
today I call the stars from the heavens
witness a transformation
as I perform the magical rites
from whoremonger to champion
let the sun watch as I rise
from the great abyss with my brother kin
one by one we come into an understanding
the earth is hurting
there is no honor
war where war is necessary
love where love is needed
there is truth in this
I rode the seas
I went down with my ship
into the great depths, I...
#love
#beauty
#war
57 reads
3 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
8th Sep 2020 2:19am
8th Sep 2020 2:19am
Martyrs Win
This is no era
for cowards
don’t think
being tough
Is how we win
Baby bears
are the scariest
because fury
watches innocence
for cowards
don’t think
being tough
Is how we win
Baby bears
are the scariest
because fury
watches innocence
#hope
#war
#rebellion
41 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
6th Sep 2020 4:16am
6th Sep 2020 4:16am
Remember, Adolph Was Much Smarter Than You, Donald.
Using pandemic and adolescent insults
to make an impression to solidify an
imbecilic
fan-base fulla amerikan morons who aspire
to be just as obnoxious as him, hoping for
some kind of 2nd Civil War with backyard paintgun
commandos doing the Real Thing that they think
they'll do best wit their Real Thing rapid fire,
lead spewing, "hunting" phalli. . Then "needing" to
declare the dictatorial measures of Martial Law to
"save the nation"........
A (lethal) shithead's dream, if I ever did see one. ...
to make an impression to solidify an
imbecilic
fan-base fulla amerikan morons who aspire
to be just as obnoxious as him, hoping for
some kind of 2nd Civil War with backyard paintgun
commandos doing the Real Thing that they think
they'll do best wit their Real Thing rapid fire,
lead spewing, "hunting" phalli. . Then "needing" to
declare the dictatorial measures of Martial Law to
"save the nation"........
A (lethal) shithead's dream, if I ever did see one. ...
#anger
#violence
#war
#death
#CallToAction
80 reads
15 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
6th Sep 2020 3:06am
6th Sep 2020 3:06am
Lines On a Flag
An arab dies
an Israelite lies
"there was a knife"
becomes a way of life.
Olive tree
part of me
not of them.
an Israelite lies
"there was a knife"
becomes a way of life.
Olive tree
part of me
not of them.
#war
#rebellion
52 reads
11 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
4th Sep 2020 10:34pm
4th Sep 2020 10:34pm
A Platoon of Unarmed Patriots
Imagine men
with no weapons
aside from their
angry wills
marching in lockstep
feeding their meat
Into the raging flames
of Satan’s
shameful defeat
with no weapons
aside from their
angry wills
marching in lockstep
feeding their meat
Into the raging flames
of Satan’s
shameful defeat
#anger
#war
#CallToAction #heroic
#CallToAction #heroic
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