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Short Holocaust poem by Dan Keir| Details | |

Haikus About God: III

Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn’t life enough?

Short Holocaust poem by Robert Heemstra| Details | |

A Name says it All

some nmes like Hitler
Charles Manson are terror
Jesus Christ is not

Short Holocaust poem by Robert Heemstra| Details | |

Not a Lie

not a Jewish lie
the Holocaust is for real
you can still hear screams

Short Holocaust poem by jan oskar hansen| Details | |

senryu

Senryu 
A dead horse in the road 
Berlin 1945 
People with knives cutting flesh 


Short Holocaust poem by Estela Canama| Details | |

Hymns of Praise

Hymns of Praise

Singing hymns of praise
in the midst of a tempest
a sense of relief

Short Holocaust poem by Ovidiu Bocsa| Details | |

Fishing in Black Sea

Fishing in Black Sea
We found the old emeralds
The tears of lovers
In hope to cover the Earth:
Adorno`s  imperative

Short Holocaust poem by Raul Moreno| Details | |

Heap of Soles

Apex of mute dreams,
Rise above abandoned floors:
Pyramid of shoes.


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Inspired by the Auschwitz Shoes

Short Holocaust poem by Raul Moreno| Details | |

Leather Summit

A mountain of shoes,
Tower the valley of clothes:
Holocaust landscape.



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Inspired by the Auschwitz Shoes

Short Holocaust poem by Raul Moreno| Details | |

Murdered Soles

The smell of leather,
Stirs the Auschwitz warehouses:
Leather reminders.


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Inspired by the Auschwitz Shoes

Short Holocaust poem by Raul Moreno| Details | |

Leather Mountains

Mountains of leather,
Summit holocaust landscapes:
Valley of dead soles.







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Inspired by the piles of shoes
in the Auschwitz concentration camps

Short Holocaust poem by Melissa De Vos| Details | |

Holocaust

Fear 
Anguish 
Resentment
These are the words 
that come to mind. 
Family members were
hard to find. 
People couldn't be 
who they were.
Making their
lives a total blur. 
If only for a 
moment would 
they recall.
Feelings of 
being trapped
in a cell wall.  

Short Holocaust poem by dani wil| Details | |

The Tin Men

The tin men
in a fortress of smoke.
Death all around,
hungry for oil.

Their eyes in the storm
divide and cleanse
to be dragged into the mud
once again.

It rumbles on.
One and another,
one ceases, 
one gets stronger.

A rainbow of shoes, 
the broken tin men.

Short Holocaust poem by T Wignesan| Details | |

Limerick: Once a tongue-twisting Pop Man-Eater

Limerick : Once a tongue-twisting Pop Man-Eater

Once a tongue-twisting Pop Man-Eater
Went on rampage with just her Strummer
Tunes she hissed were so sweet
Crunched Frenchmen by the fleet
Watch Out ! ‘Merica ! for this Nor’-Easter !

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

Short Holocaust poem by T Wignesan| Details | |

Rondelet: Nuclear Rot in bowels

Rondelet : (Nuclear) Rot in bowels

Rot in bowels
Sealed tight in cans, retarded bombs
Rot in bowels
Nuclear waste Earth sucks capsules
Poisoned gift to children in dumps
Let’s dance in White Night till Hell comes
(Nuclear) Rot in bowels.

© T. Wignesan – Paris,  2013

Short Holocaust poem by Scribbler Of Verses| Details | |

For Primo Levi

For Primo Levi

it darkened more
as light shone through
and the haunting past stabbed

you felt
wept
screamed
as
silently the blind were led
'thieves' you called them
emerging from nowhere
yet everywhere
'thieves' you called them
no one
yet everyone
you felt
wept
screamed
till
finally

you left

Short Holocaust poem by Matthew Anish| Details | |

Sweet Songs of the Sabbath

Eyes which have seen sorrow 
    shall now taste 
the wine of life!
    Feel the soft echoes 
of an ancient time 
  in the familiar melodies 
      from the Middle East 
Let it be known to you that you
  can escape 
incessant urban struggle for money and power 
    for one evening and the day following 
Peace - Shalom - Peace

Short Holocaust poem by Matthew Anish| Details | |

Winds near Heschel's Grave

Stark winds blowing across the fields and streets 
The grave of that honorable rabbi is covered with leaves
Very difficult to live up to such piety 
But some grasp that the essence is what must be grasped 
    Instead of the "outer shell"
As I pick up a pen 
   to express myself 
I must tell you 
Fanaticism is not good - not good at all

Short Holocaust poem by Robin Brown| Details | |

Time

SHE PUSHES ME IN A DEEP COMA
NO MEMORIES OF HER
I'M MY ONLY PERSON IN A DEEP SLEEP
WHERE MY REMEMBRANCE ARE FADED
 
I HEAR HER VOICE
WHISPERING SOFTLY IN MY EAR
I KNOW SHE'S BESIDE MY BED
WAITING FOR ME TO AWAKE

I FEEL NO SADNESS
LISTENING TO HER SMILES AND LAUGHS
SOMETHING I NEVER HEARD HER DO
THROUGH MY SLEEPLESS IN TIME
I PASSED THROUGH A DIMENSION OF 
ANOTHER TIME OF HER

Short Holocaust poem by Keith Bickerstaffe| Details | |

Who Knows Where The Time Goes


The stars may wink their last goodbyes, 
the sun may disappear, 
the moon may shrink and come to naught 
and I will shed a tear. 

The universe may turn to dust 
all flora, fauna waste away, 
we may spend our time in darkness 
hoping for a brand new day. 

Will you still be here to comfort me 
to fill my eyes with pride, 
and swell my heart with tenderness, 
my love, my blushing bride? 

Short Holocaust poem by Barbara Gorelick| Details | |

A Poet's Apocolypse


After that moment a gray dust covers all Invading the senses, casting a veil of despair The prince of darkness will have his due Oh cry ye fools, of this hell be you aware.... And what of the poets with blood on their pens Huddled in dark corners, trying to understand Making rhymes for only the night wind to read In the end a homage of heart to a beloved land.....

Short Holocaust poem by DEBASISH MISHRA| Details | |

DISSECTION OF MY CITY

Tall buildings whisper to the sky...
Unknown secrets of the city;
While honking vehicles,passing by,
Dissect Nature's tranquility!
Tiny birds clad with innocence...
Ride through the backyard of the clouds;
While polluting smokes sicken their sense
& disease the ignorant crowds!
As I see this place,I realize
Life is not a bed of roses
Rather life in this city,to be precise,
Is death in small doses...!

Short Holocaust poem by Matthew Anish| Details | |

The Tragedy

He mowed down so many 
and the blood is still 
warm on the ground
Leaders spoke of healing 
Another mass murder 
There are far too many of them
Blood, blood, blood 
Screams, screams, screams
One asks oneself 
whether people are really good
are are they evil 
I read somewhere that there are places souls go which not even demons 
dream of 
That is the case 
Find solace however you can 
Peace, Shalom, Peace

Short Holocaust poem by steven coleman| Details | |

hell

walking into a lke of fire,i wish i could die all i see is misery!big eels with fire on the inside,jumping out of the tall enless walls they make you fall!yhis huge lava lake how can this be i'm in hell god set me free!everyone is screaming in pain this is not sain what did i do sorry god ididnt followchrist i knew of him all my life!this is the end for me as bugs get under my skin all i see is pain and misery!

Short Holocaust poem by William MacEachern| Details | |

Inhumane

Inhumane was said 
Six million dead 
Gassed,slaughtered 
Degraded 

Inhumane we dare 
At Jeffrey Dahmer 
Kidnapper, killer, evil embalmer 

Inhumane it read 
Black man dead 
Dragged by the feet 
Decapitated 

Inhumane we say 
A young man who's gay 
Bound,beaten 
Left dead in the hay 

Inhumane we cry  
So many die 
In burning buildings 
From terror in the sky 

Inhumane 
I hear say 
And only humans 
Act this way

Short Holocaust poem by Matthew Anish| Details | |

Sunlight through My Window

    Sunlight streaming 
through my window 
   The day begins!
A brief listen to an inspiring song 
  Then I face up to the realities I must 
deal with 
Life is full of sorrow and pain 
   One should realize, however, 
that just being alive is a blessing 
Anne Frank wrote that 
as long as one can be 
   alone with nature and with God 
there will be a a cure for every sorrow
   She was right on the mark with that!

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