Long Poems About War
#war
Long poems about war. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Black Jack: The Legacy of Pershing
In the relentless flow of time's grand arc,
Rebirth cast me anew,
A soul once woven in history's stark,
Emerges in a world it once knew.
They called me Black Jack, a name from the past,
In this new life, under a different sun,
Yet echoes of old wars thrum in my heart so vast,
Where battles raged and rivers of blood did run.
In dreams, I march through No Man's Land,
Amidst the relentless thunder of the guns,
Where tanks plowed through the muddied land,
Beneath the smoke that blotted out the suns.
I hear the deafening...
Rebirth cast me anew,
A soul once woven in history's stark,
Emerges in a world it once knew.
They called me Black Jack, a name from the past,
In this new life, under a different sun,
Yet echoes of old wars thrum in my heart so vast,
Where battles raged and rivers of blood did run.
In dreams, I march through No Man's Land,
Amidst the relentless thunder of the guns,
Where tanks plowed through the muddied land,
Beneath the smoke that blotted out the suns.
I hear the deafening...
#soldiers
#war
#military
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Universal
There are parallel universes that orbit around us, not just above & below, and I couldn’t understand the assignment but it’s crystal clear.
I’ve never been consumed by such vastness, day in and day out, until the blur became my eyesight. I believe my soul slipped into another universal parallel to negotiate terms & conditions for us to merge.
Felt the tremors beneath brick & stone, it rendered me speechless. Heard the beckoning call for us to converse collectively, universally. Rise up into the light.
I heard the voices of angels calling me back...
I’ve never been consumed by such vastness, day in and day out, until the blur became my eyesight. I believe my soul slipped into another universal parallel to negotiate terms & conditions for us to merge.
Felt the tremors beneath brick & stone, it rendered me speechless. Heard the beckoning call for us to converse collectively, universally. Rise up into the light.
I heard the voices of angels calling me back...
#war
#peace
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The crown and her puppets
Two sides pulling each other,
I am right, you’re wrong, it’s either us or them,
The third enjoying the thrill of observation,
The diplomats pretending to be neutral.
Truth seems to be blurred,
But every one is right by their own accord,
Tit for tat but the opressor and the oppressed are embodied in one character,
Rationality and logic are intertwined in a web of emotions,
The others think they’re intelligent, the others think we are stupid.
The oppressed and the oppressor has chosen to stay quiet,
We’re feeding them...
I am right, you’re wrong, it’s either us or them,
The third enjoying the thrill of observation,
The diplomats pretending to be neutral.
Truth seems to be blurred,
But every one is right by their own accord,
Tit for tat but the opressor and the oppressed are embodied in one character,
Rationality and logic are intertwined in a web of emotions,
The others think they’re intelligent, the others think we are stupid.
The oppressed and the oppressor has chosen to stay quiet,
We’re feeding them...
#oppression
#power
#politics
#war
#rebellion
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Mm.. The Aftermath Of His Midnight Stroking
Last Night
Upper Eastside New York
New York, New York
Let me tell you about this handsome Hebrew King
Y’all last night, he had my legs in the air, sniffing, then tasting all up in the creamy dew
Had my body doing some strange things, ladies I because his midnight food
Oh, ya’ll want to hear about this
I tell you what, I’m still sensitive in places after he unwrapped his Creole naked gift
Gave me all the bliss
Let me fill you in
That handsome hunk has to the eleventh sin
Ask and you shall find
Still reminiscing...
Upper Eastside New York
New York, New York
Let me tell you about this handsome Hebrew King
Y’all last night, he had my legs in the air, sniffing, then tasting all up in the creamy dew
Had my body doing some strange things, ladies I because his midnight food
Oh, ya’ll want to hear about this
I tell you what, I’m still sensitive in places after he unwrapped his Creole naked gift
Gave me all the bliss
Let me fill you in
That handsome hunk has to the eleventh sin
Ask and you shall find
Still reminiscing...
#war
#lover
#sensual
#passion
#seductive
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Mmm...Coveting Those Esoteric Vibes
#erotic
#war
#lover
#dirty
#seductive
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Into The Deep (The Rings Of Infinity)
Love spells of pulsating desires where dual souls stand
Whispered beguiling voices wandering across the sacred land
Sullenness of a sojourn heart to the wind has spoken
Unto the stars allow my wish for our union to be awoken
The duty of a Queen's words
The theology of our faith, must be unfurled
Take the offering of my love upon the lay of my bosom losing ourselves in infinity's rings
And take state of your insignia in your name my King
Let thy...
Whispered beguiling voices wandering across the sacred land
Sullenness of a sojourn heart to the wind has spoken
Unto the stars allow my wish for our union to be awoken
The duty of a Queen's words
The theology of our faith, must be unfurled
Take the offering of my love upon the lay of my bosom losing ourselves in infinity's rings
And take state of your insignia in your name my King
Let thy...
#war
#sun
#water #mermaids
#water #mermaids
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What Makes A Woman a Virgin
That is an honest question that was proposed by a member of my Black Caucus Nursing Chapter Five, and ladies, yes, we know anatomically speaking, when a woman’s hymen, the shield of her virginity, once it is broken in the course of sexual penetration, she is not considered pure from that day forward.
From there, we laughed and was on the verge of moving along to our next agenda, but low and behold, a member asked us. If a woman has Anal Sex to give her comfort, or use a dildo to arouse her clitoris, where she can still have a healthy orgasm, with that being said, is she still...
From there, we laughed and was on the verge of moving along to our next agenda, but low and behold, a member asked us. If a woman has Anal Sex to give her comfort, or use a dildo to arouse her clitoris, where she can still have a healthy orgasm, with that being said, is she still...
#women
#war
#sun
#feminism
#philosophical
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orphan
There’s a day that is coming when all the last will be first and
every orphan will be home.”―Steven Curtis Chapman
afghan wars
have orphaned me,
in stages.
silent stars
weep over me,
for wages
overdue
cannot be paid
...
every orphan will be home.”―Steven Curtis Chapman
afghan wars
have orphaned me,
in stages.
silent stars
weep over me,
for wages
overdue
cannot be paid
...
#mother
#father
#children
#parent
#war
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Searching For The Softness Of My Throne
I am trying to find the enlighten path back to my Golden Throne by the New Moon
I have jumped over the stars, and obliterated the witch’s broken broom
Exposed the beckon of her dim-witted darkness, no great deeds to harvest in flight
All that’s there, is a burned out black candle devoid of spiritual light
Past the stars
I have traveled to kiss Orion's Belt, my universal groom, talked with Venus,...
I have jumped over the stars, and obliterated the witch’s broken broom
Exposed the beckon of her dim-witted darkness, no great deeds to harvest in flight
All that’s there, is a burned out black candle devoid of spiritual light
Past the stars
I have traveled to kiss Orion's Belt, my universal groom, talked with Venus,...
#war
#sun
#water #spiritual
#water #spiritual
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The Act Of Engaging Elphaba (West) Nessarose (East)
You may need encouragement when the garment of your vile is lifted
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
That hate from you on display, not found in me, my persona will never be shifted
My blood festering in you, will take you out of your cordial groove
That is the divine law of nature when life does not pity the fool
When coveting animosity, the acidy rains that fall has no rules
The heart and mind in contention of being the student in someone else’s hard Knox school
Such a dim-witted fool ...
#war
#spiritual
#witches #evil
#witches #evil
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A Woman’s Worth
Longing for you
My heart serenaded to the love notes of a once lost mania
Feel the beating of my fragile heart
Echoing as a soft whisper to your ear
My kiss aches to be caressed under yours
Entwined fervor alluring ballads, encircle me in the force of your nature
Lose me in the view of your scent
My footsteps know no escaping when you are near
In your coveting arms I taste the blessing of Heaven’s anew
A touch wished upon in the quest of slumber ...
My heart serenaded to the love notes of a once lost mania
Feel the beating of my fragile heart
Echoing as a soft whisper to your ear
My kiss aches to be caressed under yours
Entwined fervor alluring ballads, encircle me in the force of your nature
Lose me in the view of your scent
My footsteps know no escaping when you are near
In your coveting arms I taste the blessing of Heaven’s anew
A touch wished upon in the quest of slumber ...
#war
#spiritual
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
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By The Tip Of The Sword (COTS)
Oh, thy wicked headless demoness slithers in the winter of discontent
No boiling caldron in the wickedness of its relent
You come into this realm birthed from the loins of a generation demonic curse
The history of your markings riddling your body of its youthful denied worth
We are the Children of the Sun and our offerings come from the fertile soil of Mother Earth
Echoing nonsense out the side of its mouth
The card of life I hold in my hand is the life you will never earn, no entitlement to give, in a mindset with no...
No boiling caldron in the wickedness of its relent
You come into this realm birthed from the loins of a generation demonic curse
The history of your markings riddling your body of its youthful denied worth
We are the Children of the Sun and our offerings come from the fertile soil of Mother Earth
Echoing nonsense out the side of its mouth
The card of life I hold in my hand is the life you will never earn, no entitlement to give, in a mindset with no...
#war
#spiritual
#sun #water
#sun #water
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