Best Ambushes Poems

This small island civilization,
its empire was the largest creation,
with the widest trade connection,
there are mixed views of our colonization.

Many modern countries exist because of the British,
many justifiably say our actions were most brutish.
Some have hate for us and at the same time cherish,
a widespread view...

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Red blood splashes on muddy terrain:
ambushes   booby traps  fatigue jackets
waiting for the enemy... 98 degrees in the sun,
encountering and returning fire; life barely there
and  war’s  longest refrain plays on.

There is no jury within hostile grounds,
despite patriotism caught between triggers
as shadows...

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We cringe with the icy cold
Wind blowing away the foggy cloud,
Drifting off into the tearful sleep
At noon and at night illusions keep,
Hearts wrapped with chimeric dreams.
Decisions glow in the warmest flames
Winding through the fading moonlight.
With the strongest part of human act
The heart is beautiful and...

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Silence does a reconnaissance around the room 
betraying not my artillery of thoughts
that acknowledge the elephant in the room 
so starts the ceremony that seeks to save soldiers

body language begins to breakdown barriers 
as actions march in motion anticipating
the ritual of tea that takes centre...

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Oh! The rivers flow quietly
The wind blown naturedly
Angels toured mvezo Village
Looking for a man
To bring forth, oh! To bring forth
Emancipation to South Africa

Noquphi Nosekeni the privileged woman
Answer to the call of nature July 18, 1918
Baby Nelson Mandela touched the land of apartheid
He grew like an...

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Le Morne warm wind enfolds me
Voices from the cliffs and the sea.
As it blows the fatal slave stories
Its wavelets bring their real agonies.
Time like the waves come and go
Their ordeals facing the brilliant glow
Are miseries the vegetation covered
With all persecution they suffered.
In rugged slopes and...

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(Seems that these days a whole lot of people suffer from anxiety and depression. Now whether that's a reflection on our world and society, whether there's actually greater incidence of it or if we just talk about it more, is a whole other rant. But...

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I paid solemn visitation to the site
of The Unknown Girlfriend's Tomb
to give honor and pay respects
to romance slain
on the battlefield of love.

No wreath of tears did I lay there
I wore no black armband of regret
there was no mournful bugle call
silently did I salute
lovers lost,? ?who...

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stubborn at the most
unfortunate moments
and quick with a
flabbergasted wit

he ambushes me from
the alleys in his mind
from behind
where four strikes
are uncommon
and frequently
commented upon

let's try to ignore the
inane flattery and take
into consideration
three screwdrivers deep
the fantastic premise this
is situated upon

apart-heid
has rendered my fat
and substance unfit
avocados are for brains
still,...

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Motionless the
leopard waits
only an odd flick of
his tail
giving away where he
hides


He is watching the
small dikdik
patiently he waits
as slowly
they come closer as
they graze


Coiled up ready to
spring
with a flurry of
speed
he ambushes his prey


A squeal and the
deed done
he carries off his
dinner
taking it high up
into the tree 

Stashing it...

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On a clouded moon

The sky painted in dark misty blue
Heavy hearts, echoes in the dark
Chatters and wails embraces the 
atmosphere
Now we wait, for questions in regards to 
what happened?
What did we do wrong?
What infact did we not do?

A harvest of tears, folded hands
A forced laughter...

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I had always adored purple lilacs, and never could get enough,
As wildflowers bloom abundantly, although times may get rough.

They had graced a backyard garden, that I'd known in childhood,
On a tree lined street of birdsong, in a fine old neighborhood.

Now I had lilacs of my...

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Why would a Lord's servant miserably die,
And his wife and children are left embroiled in lack?

Why would a toiler a beautiful mansion buy,
But a gun bearing loafer ambushes his head?

As I continue my gripes with life
Another question comes up:
Why should the industrious laborer seek heaven's...

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...“For two years we tried, but ambushes came,
they hit and run, would not stand up and fight,
the meadows were deadly, the forests were hell,
wherever we went, we were in their sights.

“Imagine one hundred million peasants
as well armed as a soldier of the line…
add to that...

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The smell of death
is and unforgettable smell.

It's acridness permeates
all things and 
lingers in one's mind forever.

It is a fetid stink that
brands itself onto your memory.

The bouquet of malodorous aromas
ambushes your brain,
forever leaving a horrific olfactory scar.

The Reaper's perfume travels quickly.
It waits for nothing.
It is only...

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