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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Thoughts as the Guillotine Drops
What if I was in jail?
Would I suicide day one,
my spirit too frail.
Would I hide me a gun
and shoot it at pale skinned inmates
tucking their tails, so I'm shot down
by some guard?
Or would I stick
to some guard
who'd have me under his wing?
Would I crack jokes and tragically sing?
Would I get myself into solitary?
Living with thoughts like
'these men are too scary',
Would I ever shave?
Would I let myself grow hairy?
Would I drop soap
and then shower nary?
Would...
Would I suicide day one,
my spirit too frail.
Would I hide me a gun
and shoot it at pale skinned inmates
tucking their tails, so I'm shot down
by some guard?
Or would I stick
to some guard
who'd have me under his wing?
Would I crack jokes and tragically sing?
Would I get myself into solitary?
Living with thoughts like
'these men are too scary',
Would I ever shave?
Would I let myself grow hairy?
Would I drop soap
and then shower nary?
Would...
#evil
#prison
#war #death
#war #death
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Death of a Child
The sun had just begun its descent, casting a warm glow over the coast of the Black Sea in Ukraine. The day had been calm, the kind of deceptive tranquility that often preceded a storm. The beach, with its golden sand and gentle waves, was a stark contrast to the turmoil that had taken over the country.
The young girl appeared suddenly, a blue dress fluttering against the backdrop of the shore. She was young, her legs carrying her with the determination of one who still believed in the possibility of escape, of survival.
As she ran, her face was etched with...
The young girl appeared suddenly, a blue dress fluttering against the backdrop of the shore. She was young, her legs carrying her with the determination of one who still believed in the possibility of escape, of survival.
As she ran, her face was etched with...
#childhood
#death
#teens #war
#teens #war
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WE THE PEOPLE ARE FED UP
ARMY OF STRONG OF MEN'S FOR WE ARE in economy MODE in the dark deepness of the hard times to come, with high prices and inflation, but yet I can't really understand, for the life of me. WHY some people's are still on the plantation. 😞 STILL believing that they are looking out for you as the Democrat party.😏 But yet I know some of those would disagree, 😕 with me yet you are entitled to your own opinions. For sure there is a question that can answer your questions, it's call the archives of research on everyone, that has ever been in politics even way back, when many...
#deception
#HumanRights
#LifeStruggles
#poverty
#war
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Fire and Thunder
The end is shown
Fifth trumpet blown
With a voice like thunder
Ground beneath torn asunder
Abaddon's mission spread afar
Divine combatants spar
Yet one stands alone
Champion of flesh and bone
Tis not as it seems
Storm blue eyes in sword's gleam
Swirling mass of envy and hate
Rebuke the fallen at Hell's gate
Aureate blade impales the beast
Fire from West to East
Flames dance on Armageddon's field
Hammer blows across...
Fifth trumpet blown
With a voice like thunder
Ground beneath torn asunder
Abaddon's mission spread afar
Divine combatants spar
Yet one stands alone
Champion of flesh and bone
Tis not as it seems
Storm blue eyes in sword's gleam
Swirling mass of envy and hate
Rebuke the fallen at Hell's gate
Aureate blade impales the beast
Fire from West to East
Flames dance on Armageddon's field
Hammer blows across...
#dark
#narrative
#rhyming #war
#rhyming #war
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As Is.....
The pandemic is still lurking
An anagram of moronic-Omicron
Is soon to be joined by monkey pox
Another sickness, to tick another box
Climate change is worsening
Not enough done to counter this
Short term profits, are the order of the day
As the planet falls into further disarray
Wars an excuse for genocide
Are rife around the world
Power hungry psychotic world leaders
Responsible for this mass of dying bleeders
I cant see the woods for the trees
Brcause they've all been chopped down
Now just open...
An anagram of moronic-Omicron
Is soon to be joined by monkey pox
Another sickness, to tick another box
Climate change is worsening
Not enough done to counter this
Short term profits, are the order of the day
As the planet falls into further disarray
Wars an excuse for genocide
Are rife around the world
Power hungry psychotic world leaders
Responsible for this mass of dying bleeders
I cant see the woods for the trees
Brcause they've all been chopped down
Now just open...
#corruption
#fate
#greed
#pollution
#war
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Capuan Delights and Imperial Laurels
In glories’ light, beneath Rome’s grand arch,
Where laurels crown and trumpets sound,
The Capuan stands, his heart grown harsh,
For victory’s cheer feels hollow, profound
Caesar's praise, the spoils of war,
Adorn his name with honored pride,
Yet thoughts of home, of streets afar,
Do fill his soul, where memories bide
O Capua, city of sunlit stones,
Where olive groves and vineyards bloom,
Thy gentle breeze, thy quiet tones,
Contrast the triumph’s fleeting plume.
For here in Rome, amidst the throng,...
Where laurels crown and trumpets sound,
The Capuan stands, his heart grown harsh,
For victory’s cheer feels hollow, profound
Caesar's praise, the spoils of war,
Adorn his name with honored pride,
Yet thoughts of home, of streets afar,
Do fill his soul, where memories bide
O Capua, city of sunlit stones,
Where olive groves and vineyards bloom,
Thy gentle breeze, thy quiet tones,
Contrast the triumph’s fleeting plume.
For here in Rome, amidst the throng,...
#historical
#narrative
#rhyming
#sadness
#war
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Bows of The Steppes
A scourge upon the land, like lightning rode this mighty band,
Steeds' hooves like thunder, and arrows like rain,
Sweeping across the Magyar's plain.
A duel of the bow and the lance,
The Iberian eagle, their last chance.
Walls thrown down, torn asunder,
Raging inferno roaring with beastly thunder.
Water runs red, mingling with blood,
Fallen defenders lie mangled in mud.
They’d see their homes and treasure aflame
Rather than let Batu ride off with their name.
Sabres and hammers storm citadel walls,
The blood of...
Steeds' hooves like thunder, and arrows like rain,
Sweeping across the Magyar's plain.
A duel of the bow and the lance,
The Iberian eagle, their last chance.
Walls thrown down, torn asunder,
Raging inferno roaring with beastly thunder.
Water runs red, mingling with blood,
Fallen defenders lie mangled in mud.
They’d see their homes and treasure aflame
Rather than let Batu ride off with their name.
Sabres and hammers storm citadel walls,
The blood of...
#dark
#historical
#narrative
#rhyming
#war
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A War Of Hearts (Helen Of Troy)
Yes, bring to me this Helen of Troy
She is the woman where her name is written upon ancient strolls, her debauchery to use men as manipulative toys
She claimed my soul in the middle of the night
Her kiss of betrayal lead to the Trojan War in the dawn before early’s light
A femme fatale of beauty, grace, decorum, her temple of shroud holiness, has deceived the masses
Broken alliance among the wealth of many classes
Her alluring soul, entwined unto mine has diluted Kingdoms into bloodshed and sword upon its clashes ...
She is the woman where her name is written upon ancient strolls, her debauchery to use men as manipulative toys
She claimed my soul in the middle of the night
Her kiss of betrayal lead to the Trojan War in the dawn before early’s light
A femme fatale of beauty, grace, decorum, her temple of shroud holiness, has deceived the masses
Broken alliance among the wealth of many classes
Her alluring soul, entwined unto mine has diluted Kingdoms into bloodshed and sword upon its clashes ...
#deception
#mythology
#spiritual #war
#spiritual #war
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civil war
silent is the way of scorn whispered on the winds a light chattering of gossip
it is the birds of the air the Gregori taking inventory of your life and commenting on it yes my dear you are quite mistaken this isn't the path for you insanity is repeating the same act hoping for different results we've seen this side of you before turning in the eternal storm hoping for his attention
hijacking the winds we're sorry we can't let you pass so flight is cancelled I will swim sideways past the undertow and reach the souls of my choosing there is an anger ever present it must be contained...
it is the birds of the air the Gregori taking inventory of your life and commenting on it yes my dear you are quite mistaken this isn't the path for you insanity is repeating the same act hoping for different results we've seen this side of you before turning in the eternal storm hoping for his attention
hijacking the winds we're sorry we can't let you pass so flight is cancelled I will swim sideways past the undertow and reach the souls of my choosing there is an anger ever present it must be contained...
#war
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Seeds Planted at Night
The nightmares bare the stench
of the boats, rotting flesh and the
street lamp humming of flies
feasting upon death
Even amidst the garden of Edom
on blood soaked ground, with sun
bleached bones I worry so much
more for the moral decay
A subtle recalibration of the notions
of good and evil breeding
machines that kill adorned with
flesh and uniforms
How easily it came to put knife
to flesh, dealing death like playing
cards, aces and eights, bullets
before bargaining
In the swirling duality...
of the boats, rotting flesh and the
street lamp humming of flies
feasting upon death
Even amidst the garden of Edom
on blood soaked ground, with sun
bleached bones I worry so much
more for the moral decay
A subtle recalibration of the notions
of good and evil breeding
machines that kill adorned with
flesh and uniforms
How easily it came to put knife
to flesh, dealing death like playing
cards, aces and eights, bullets
before bargaining
In the swirling duality...
#nightmares
#PTSD
#soldiers #war
#soldiers #war
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Apocalyptic Paradise (Juxtaposition)
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#apocalypse
#death
#love
#sex
#war
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Awake
Uncertain in the distance sounds the trumpeter
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
#corruption
#freedom
#politics #war
#politics #war
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DU Poetry : War Poems