Best Civilians Poems


Civilians

Cry out loud for war to end 
Ill treatment by the army is war crime
Vile acts against humanity 
Instead of war
Love must prevail 
Instead of hatred 
Affectionate actions towards others 
Need not to end
Save human kind. End the war

Ukrainian Horror

To hunt with a full stomach
To bite into the neck of the smaller
Without hunger
Fangs clamped to the back of her neck

Her face
Devoured crumpled paper
Spit up
Re-smoothed to creases
Eyes nose mouth map

Her splintered village
Smoldering
Over her shoulder

Shreds of scarves blouses skirts
Blown to the astonished charred limbs
Of her bare front yard tree
As if the widow should believe
The willow was filled with colorful songbirds

She is lifted by Ukrainian neighbors
To an evacuation bus
The stare in her eyes
To you camera Master
That of a lame animal
About to be put down

She has but two items
After a century

The wheelchair she was locked in
And the orange and white cat
That sat in her lap
Meowing
To the crowd

With a name that escapes us all.

Bloody Civilians

Bloody civilians
Yes we are the bloody civilians
The ones that pays with it blood 
I wonder what you see 
When you see us 
Is obvious we are the reason 
You are out here 
Is clear you are meant 
To protect my right 
But now to you oh 
man of guns and bullet 
Dress in Kaki uniform
am just a common
Bloody civilian

What else can a brutal man see
What feeling does an evil heart bear 
No wonder they love our pains
We never called out ourselves
Yet to them we just 
An ordinary bloody civilians
Despite they are meant
to protect our right

Bloody civilians
I smell blood
Each sunset each sundown 
There is a bloodshed always 
Out there some were
The most percentage 
gone too soon
Are common people 
There bloods smells 
Everyday 
Each sunrise each sundown
Our bloods kisses our land 
This romance is evil
Cos of the brutality 
Of the same few we 
Are suppose to trust 
For our safety 
But is unfortunate 
That all we are to them
Is just but an ordinary 
Bloody civilians

What else can a brutal man see
What feeling does an evil heart bear 
No wonder they love our pains
We never called out ourselves
Yet to them we just 
An ordinary bloody civilians
Despite they are meant
to protect our right

Bloody civilians
We are the reason 
We are the questions
We are the answers 
We are the solution 
We are the wars 
We are the peace 
We are the unity 
We are the intimidation
We are the resistance
We are the rise 
We are the fall 
We are the power 
We are the energy 
We the adventure 
We are the magic 
We are the miracle
We are the love 
We are the hate 
We are the life we need
We are the people
And yes for sure 
We are the bloody civilians

What else can a brutal man see
What feeling does an evil heart bear 
No wonder they love our pain
We never called out ourselves
Yet to them we just 
An ordinary bloody civilians
Despite they are meant to 
Protect our right


Premium Member A Big No-No For Civilians

Unacceptable--
implementing climbing skills
at the Capitol



January 14, 2021
entered in the Senryu--Humorous, Satirical, or Dark Poetry Contest 
    placed 3rd
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin

A Poem About War and the Silence of the World

Flakes of ashes brushed off,
From a face that aches of dust caught,
The departed days go unnoticed from the keyhole it peeks,
The "authority" goes by to sleep, if only it could speak,

Petrified by them, they say,
The ones who doze off through these, hurled with dismay,
Pillars in construction dropped off for hostile strikes to take place,
Harsh bombs, an arm extended in support from the gaze,

But to whom? the offenders who blitzes raids with no sign of ceasing,
To quickly exterminate the problem known as "citizens",
Citizens, the people flourishing in the land, with jobs, future and family,
They have hopes and dreams too, a bright tomorrow that they could relish,

All they wished for was to stay, not to partake in this misery play,
The lost and afraid, the scene unwraps to a brutal display,
I hope the gaze moves onto the ones in fray,
Despicable us, all we can do is pray.
© Farhan Jee  Create an image from this poem.

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