Defeat
Poem On The Horror Of War
Blood starts drippin' from the soldier's wound
Seeps like sewage 'neath the politician's room
Deep in the house, white fades to red
War Poems - Page 2
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Very nice poetry. I am overwhelmed. The poet is great who understand teary and hearty feelings of the people towards our great soldiers.
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Veterans Day Limerick
There are times we want to forget,
Like when troubles and sadness we've met,
But this day in November
We'll always rememberFeatured Shared StorySo many in my family went to war. And most came back. I am lucky and want to recognize all the people who have lost their lives to protect you.
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A Soldier's Daughter
When I first came into this world,
You could not be there.
But Mommy promised every night
That you would always care.Featured Shared StoryMy dad was killed weeks before I came into the world and only days before the horrible war ended, so he never knew the child he was expecting was a girl. I would give everything to give him...
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An Irish Airman Foresees His Death
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love; -
A Soldier Died Alone
Amidst the desert sands dawnings just begun,
battle rages on, bombing veils the rising sun.
A boy not yet a man holds a picture to his heart
of loved ones not forgotten though oceans keep them apart.Featured Shared StoryWar has never been a better way to resolve conflicts but peace. For while war leave people displaced, maimed and killed, peace sure does the reverse. This poem is so touching. I love it.
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A Soldiers Pray
War In Eye Of SoldierWaves lap against our boat
As we wait in the cold.
Wrap ourselves in our coat,
Waiting for the order to be told. -
To The War Returning
Thoughts Of A Soldier Going Off To WarHow blue are the eyes of my darling
And warm are her lips ruby red.
How white are her arms of enchantment
That beckon me into her bed. -
Armchair Critic
An Old Soldier's Look At LifeHe is an armchair critic
Who likes to watch the news.
Staring at his old TV,
He mumbles as he views,Featured Shared StoryWow, I love your poem.. Hats off to your old forgotten soldier.
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Beat! Beat! Drums!
Beat! beat! drums!—blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force,
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation,
Into the school where the scholar is studying, -
The Charge Of The Light Brigade
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
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