Battle Poems - Poems about Battle

Battle scarred but unbroken I was captive in a silent war. My body, the battlefield. A quiet siege waged beneath my skin, where cells divided and uncertainty grew. This body, once solely mine, reduced to flesh, marked like a map, etched by others’ plans, endlessly examined, poked and prodded. An invisible war raging on, masked as protocol, disguised in scans and tests,biopsy reports, surgical cuts and stitches. Each treatment discussed...

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In the mere blink of a nightmare, I found myself rechained and trapped where my peace of mind had once before collapsed. The die has been cast, an old challenge from the past, one I thought long ago smashed, has incited another battle and painfully thrashed my peace of mind like collateral damage to aloofly leave behind. It’s...

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So many beauties to choose from, None could be referred to as scum. They becloud my sense of duties ~ To choose from, so many beauties Many of them wear their smiles proud, My sense of duties they becloud. Their hearts beg for true love and care. Their smiles proud, many of them wear. The love I will give, none can peg, For true...

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War is no one’s friend It smiles with fire, and devours to the end. It begins with banners, chants, and threats, But it ends in silence, graves, and tears. We know how it starts, loud, proud, precise. But who knows the cost? Who pays the price? Not just soldiers who fell in line But children, parents, souls divine. War wears no badge...

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Some individuals wage wars within themselves, battles they rarely vocalize. Not from a desire to conceal, but from a profound understanding of silent resilience. They appear composed, manage their daily lives, tackle responsibilities, and extend care to others—all while wrestling with a deep, internal exhaustion. This weariness stems from an endless cycle of being the strong...

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No matter what has become Not willing to ponder or succumb A moment of temptation's best Breaking off wanting rest A battle may be won...

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Battle Cry Standing on the front line. Determination to survive. Yelling out in a chant, Battle Cry. Encouragement to stand and fight. We are soldiers Unity to rage on forward. We are warriors. Protect our own. Side by side with our brothers in arms. Raise the flag in red white and blue. Remember the soldiers...

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Fight! Fight! the Lord God cried Ready for battle, stand your ground The dead spirits are 'round about Spreading evil to take us down Oh no we will fight the people said We know our God is on our side Thank you Lord for all you've done You have gone and saved our lives...

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While I struggle to understand the battles, the wars unending shadows weep for the moments just before duty called you to the front lines, where you would meet the last encounter with courage that I could never imagine, valor, gallantry, boldness fearless as the weeping shadow my heart aches from the knowing you were young and innocent, fallen now a soldier beneath...

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Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt with the rage of gia the mother of storms, As my wings flap upon your backs, I enact the four winds upon...

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Enemies Of My Breath. Like a purple dragon of doom, I breathe fire behind your knecks! With the quake of the earth, I ensue your essence to the ends of the realms. Like a volcano I erupt with the rage of gia the mother of storms, As my wings flap upon your backs, I enact the four winds upon...

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The Centerfold On Frost Field. As I lay on my back dying I heard the cry for help. With the last of my endurance I stand on my feet. Valiantly I break ground! As I grasp my axes within twain of my hands. Though exasperated, I release my mournful cry! With my last aggression, I let loose my inner berserker! To bastion,...

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My mind is so prismatic, constantly thinking all erratic, the perfect cage, to hold the rage, but wait... I am all that it can hate, whilst inside it is trapped, I must find a way to adapt, but it makes me feel inept, maybe locking it away I will regret, I've lost it's skill, it bends my will, this is a deep battle that I can...

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The love is overpowering, the insecurities buried beneath the shadow of helplessness. The desperation to touch your soul, your unspoken words, your life’s puzzles— it veils my mind like an illusion. You are slipping away from my fingertips, you are hiding your broken pieces. You have sealed your lips with untold stories. You are evaporating into the twilight. You are pushing the boundaries of your...

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How do you fight when the battle is within you, and every attempt seems doomed to fail, When you thought you were strong, but now you see you're caught in the web of doubt, A stranger in your own skin, searching for a self that once seemed so certain, I try to rise, but I fall again, chasing...

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