Best Siege Poems

Tobruk  Siege

Rommel of the Blitzkrieg 
had Europe overcome
With the Stukas and dive bombing
And the Tanks that overrun

North Africka would see his tanks
il Duce’s troops were beat
Aussies took 20,000 Italians
At Tobruk in stinking heat

In Europe when his tanks arrived
The captured did surrender
The Poms escaped at...

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Acoustic shadows haunted hills
and crawled within a sleepless cave
where peace was whispered in a wish 
and silence was an endless prayer.
The sound of tears dripped in the wind
that carried din until it bled
the last of life from hungry lips,
the last of love from hopeless hearts......

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Flap your wings and go ahead
Don’t give up & don’t turn back
I’ve gone with you, shown and led
This is for what I’ve been bred
Now it’s come & I shan’t  lack
In mind, in wing, or in back
Ne’er been closer to my life been shed

Lyhgo-Hoyshu waits...

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Africa is raped. The continent of life is pumped dry, and the colonizer won’t stop, ’till he is stopped. And blocked.

We pay colonial tax for the baskets we have weaved. Our own weaved baskets. We remain cocooned to a mask, a philosopher who has seen...

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On Attack: A Rainbow Six Siege Poem
By: Jacob Wallihan

Time to prepare
The drones are on the field
Rolling right towards 
The building called “Coastline”
Callouts for the position of the bomb
Not Kitchen
Not Bar
Not Billiards
It’s Penthouse
Spotted the enemies
2 Roamers
Caveira and Ela
3 Anchors
Pulse, Mira, Rook
All spotted picking up 
Rook’s Armour...

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Apa  ka, ka,
                                apa ka, ka,
       ...

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Down in the south east of Ukraine they call the Donbas region
Is where the Russians were kept at bay by the Azoz battalion
For three long months in Mariupol, they put up one hell of a fight
Against air raids, constant bombardment and military might.

Many were severely...

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Simple neighbour but a potential predator
Images of a bad X-ray seen through hospitable beings
Every smile is perceived mischievous
Growing bad impression on constant good gestures
Evolving friendship nurtured by perceptions and preconceived ideas

Men in simple clothing but gangs in weary eyes
Entry and exit, emotionally been monitored
Neighbourhood so...

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The Hydralisks are assembling just out of range,
Supported by Roaches, Infestors, Banelings,…
The Mutalisks are hovering beyond our turrets,
Brutalisks are moving—it’s looking quite desperate.

There’s a silver lining for each “end of the world”:
My shift’s almost done and my Siege Tank’s been rebuilt.
I could spend my last...

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Prussia and the other states are moving like a juggernaut.
Each day, our forces are falling to the onslaught.
The German states and cities are united as one.
We have been no match for them since the fighting had begun.
We have all pledged our allegiance to our Emperor...

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While extremists and all 
Are laying siege on Kenya
ICC is laying another siege 
Of its own on the country

What siege are they laying 
For the Al Shabaab?
For Assad’s regime?
I wonder! Aloud!

While the free world
Is talking peace
With Syria and Iran
Where despicable
Unspeakable acts
Are all but rampant 

They...

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As the last twinkle
In the brown eyes of Jesus
Faded to heaven
The morning star left Jesus
Darkness covered all
The sun of the archons set
The binding veil torn
Those ones in the sleep of death
Were awakened hence
For the sun of Christ rose up
Envy and dumbness
Were left in the empty...

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Here I stand
in this arena of lost souls
My feet forced me here


My breath fails me
I smell dry tears
Soon,i'll be drunk from it


Tragedy has been here
Pain,a visitor this august
a stranger turned owner


Disaster's home lies here


Family of sorrow,you birthed
its agony fills a book
this houshold despairs


Doom thrives here...

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Behold the coming of the infidel 
  with his tanks and brigades in battledress,
where once barbarians on horseback fell
  new destroyers hide new sin unconfessed.
Now Serb boots march where invaders have trod
  on Muslim Srebrenica in blood thirst,
but where, O tell, is...

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Their story haunts my memory, I'll tell it to you plain..
in the city of Sarajevo, a place war could never touch,
and hope it never will again.

Already thousands remain so silent under rock and clay, 
in fields of Saffron flowers of May,
and white blanket of snow...

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