Best Soviet Union Poems


Premium Member The Invasion of Ukraine

On the twenty fourth of February in twenty twenty two
Russia invaded Ukraine and fierce fighting did ensue 
Vladimir Putin it seems, wants to restore the iron curtain
And sadly he will succeed, of that it looks certain.

Tanks and missiles, the Russians used in their attack
But against Putins thugs, brave Ukrainians are fighting back
Vladimir Putin is unhinged and he Is losing his sanity
Claiming the Ukraine is a threat, to Russian security.

He's made threats to the west, if they come to Ukraines aid
Does he honestly think that western powers are afraid
Unfortunately the Ukraine is not part of the Nato alliance
So the west introduced, heavy sanctions in defiance.

Hitting Russia with severe sanctions seems like a good idea
But it failed to stop Russian aggression, when they invaded Crimea
A lot more needs to be done though before it's too late
Or the Ukrainian people will suffer, an unspeakable fate.

The Ukrainian president has sent out a rallying cry
Ukrainians are bearing arms, and are prepared to die
The death toll will rise with casualties on either side
People are running to find safety but there's no where to hide.

Putin claimed only military targets, would be in the line of fire
But civilian apartments have been hit, Putin is a liar
There has been many deaths, some badly injured too
But they will fight to the last man, it's what they will do.

Acts of bravery the Ukrainians will always remember
Like the guards on Snake Island who refused to surrender
The Russian warship fired missiles, all thirteen men died
To me that is a war crime; those responsible should be tried.

The old days are over, the Soviet Union is long dead
Why can't Vladimir Putin get that fact in his head
Invading peaceful countries is an abominable  crime
He should be charged with murder and put away for a long time.




Written 25th February 2022
Categories: soviet union, conflict, death, military, murder,
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The 90s

I somehow missed the nineties
As far as pop culture was concerned
I spent a lot of it overseas
Watching as the Balkans burned

I had learned Russian for the Army
But the Russian Bear was no longer wild
About the time they reunited Germany
I gained a brand new wife and child

With the fall of the Soviet Union
I thought the world might finely be sane
Then I cross trained into Serbo-Croatian
As Yugoslavia went up in flame

The Army was not a free ride
I did several deployment rotations
Monitoring war crimes like genocide
Or in Macedonia with the United Nations

The nineties ended quietly
At least from what I remember
I was focused then on family
Until that fatal 11 September
Categories: soviet union, america, children, conflict, family,
Form: Quatrain

Cuba

Cuba…Mamma Mia…like most of the Caribbean; part of the 1492 slam…
Slavery, sugar plantations… invasions, upheaval, independence…
Then the American kisses; with a slight twist…who initiated the ’disses’…?
Was it Blaine…is he insane…?
Was it Marti…the heart of the party…?
Or Teller…many say he was the real speller…
Or Estrada Palma…could he have been the calmer…?
Was it San Martin…any questions of his parting…?
Or was it Batista…is he the real twister…?
With his interwove of expansion…then stagnation and dissatisfaction…
Coupled with his increased economic regulation plan…
Was this the spike for the revolution…?
Enter Castro; was he the real maestro…his thoughts, his plans; communize the land…?
Centralize, non-democratize…ostracize, reorganize…
The politics…were they laden in tricks…?
The CIA; not here to stay… but what role did they play…?
When they realize the RAF size…what will they emphasize…?
With great plans to defeat…did they end in retreat…?
Now with Eisenhower…speculations of a great shower…
But after only months…fixation shift to ouster hunts…
Severed diplomatic relations…the new sensation…
Impositions of trade embargo…the ‘Fargo’ in my cargo…?
The ‘Bay of Pigs’…will you understand the gigs…?
The ‘Cuban Missile Crisis’…what was this Tri-fit…?
The military games…were these substances in flames…?
For a superpower war…or the everlasting scars…?
Of suppression, political persecution…migration, and interventions…
In Angola, and Ethiopia…from Nicaragua to North Africa…
To the Congo…to some say; ‘Jah Mek Yah’…?
Cooperation with Russia…was this the real crusher…?
The mid-eighties…the beginning of their ending gaiety’s…?
The dissolving of the Soviet Union…continuation of the country’s isolations…
Reduced rations…the new fashion…
Unpainted buildings…now the in-thing…
Old vehicles with limited repairs…any scares…?
Lack of electricity…did it colour the ethnicity…?
A country on the verge…is there a new urge…?
Tourist attraction…one logical concoction…
Amidst the flow…of system many Cubans know…
The US now attests…it is in the country’s interest…
Cuba has withstood the test…put the embargo to rest…?
Categories: soviet union, inspirational, international, political,
Form: ABC

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Premium Member W-Death Mystery of Subhash Chandra Bose-1897-1945

Described as “patriot of patriots” by Mahatma Gandhi
His Words, ‘Give me blood and I shall give you freedom’
Are still ringing in the minds of each and every Indian.
He stood for unqualified Freedom with the use of force
Meaning quite against with Gandhi’s non-violent ways.
Subhas Bose presumed to have died on 18 August 1945
On Taipei Airport in a plane crash but with no evidence.
The mystery of his death and survival haunts the Indians.
The inability of the three commissions to unravel the truth
Spawned umpteen conspiracy theories  left people in awe.

First commission visited Japan in 1956 and got testimonies
From army surgeons conducting blood transfusion to Bose
But he succumbed to death on August 18, 1945, at Taipei.

Second commission carried its probe from 1974-78 and
Declared its inability to arrive on any definite conclusion.

The verdict of the third  commission was quite amazing
It simply said Bose was dead, but didn’t die in plane crash
How and when? No answer in the absence of any proof.
Concluding report tabled in parliament in May 2006
Declaring that death was staged to facilitate his escape.

And there are lots of evidences showing that he was alive
The first being the soviet angle of Stalin and Molotov
Discussing as to whether Bose should remain in the country.
In 1991 a letter written by him found in the KGB archive 
dated 1946 that he had safely reached the then Soviet Union.
And there are conspiracy theories abound on Bose’s death
Allegedly both the Congress leadership and the Government
Afraid of Bose’s possible return to India and his impact
None to stop him to come to power as worshipped by people.

He was posthumously awarded Bharat Ratna in 1992,
A highest civilian award but later withdrawn on the ground
As the Award committee failed to give evidence of his death.
Even the Taiwan Government confirmed of no plane accident
And U.S. Department of State supported the claim of Taiwan.

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Second Place win:
Contest: Unsolved Mysteries by Carolyn Deveonshire
*Inspired and credits to the reports published on the web*
Categories: soviet union, august, death,
Form: Free verse

Premium Member Holodomor Genocide

Holodomor Genocide 



Native of Ukraine and Soviet Union,
Known once for my independence,
Was pitied tobrutal artificial famine,
Exporting our grain,and leaving us to die,

Declared Kurkul under Stalin's policy,
Shipped to remote uninhabited Siberia,
Left to die of famine,
I was one of the millions,
Once the landlords now riches to rags,

Ghost of hunger that engulfed us all,
Even our innocent kids,
Many nights of darknessand severe ache,
More in heart than in the stomach,
Sun brought no shine,
Zero hope as deathdanced around,
As if wolves driven from the woods,
We ate our own bodies,

Every moment souls died a new death,
Horrible Helplessness, hue and cry around,
Walking amongst corpses,
 the good were first to die,
Cannibalism survived,
Could morals stay high ?

Survival a mystic miracle,
Made to deny any famine in public,
Robert conquest termed it 'Harvest of Sorrow'
Decree by Parliament proves it worst of genocide!



Written October 20th, 2014
On Holodomor In Ukraine in 1928
For contest' Genocide' by Cyndi Macmillan

Awarded 1st place
Categories: soviet union, grave, loss, sorrow,
Form: Prose Poetry

Premium Member In Times Like These

In times like these, "are the times which try men's souls."
We desperately need to pray for peace during this twenty-first century.
Talks and actions of hostile nations are igniting into flames of death and destruction.  Do not the nations realize, nuclear weapons are capable of destroying humanity? Those who preach tyranny and terror do not really care!

When  President Harry S. Truman unleased the forces of hell, when
he bombed Japan with the atomic bomb.  He was hoping the nations
of the world would be completely horrified. Maybe mankind would
finally learn its lesson?  We are now capable of creating and
using weapons of massive destruction.  Mankind, of course, did
not learn its lesson. Creating even more destructive weapons!

When the United States signed a nuclear arms reduction treaty with
the Soviet Union, the Soviets never intended to honor those treaties.
But the two nuclear giants had several things in common, the value
of human life.  They wanted to take over the world, not destroy it. They took over so much territory, they could not financially afford to provide for it. One of the reasons it collapsed was financial.

They really did not want to destroy their umbrella Communist nations.
Of course, they did not care about the basic human rights of their citizens.  What about the Russians of the twenty-first century? They do not want to really die either?  I am speaking about the people, not their leaders.

What about nations such as Iran, and North Korea?  They do not care about the survival of their people.   They deprive them of their basic human rights!  They do not care if they perish from the face of the earth. They do not care if they plunge the entire world into a nuclear destructive world war!

They feel they have everything to gain and nothing to lose.  According to God, the meek will inherit the earth.  Those are words to live by regardless of faith, religion or politicals. Trusting God is the only really feasible solution to the forces of warfare today!

Love as always!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
aka Roxy Lea 1954
July 17, 2017
Categories: soviet union, america, anger,
Form: Narrative


Next Chapter

Innocent product of the 50's, baby-boomer
Soviet Union, nuclear bombs, duck and cover
Peace, love, rock and roll, they killed Kennedy
Vietnam many gone but not forgotten
Met a girl, love, marriage, children
Work, career, struggled, built a home
Said goodbye to Mom and Dad
Raised kids, in love with grandbabies
Enjoying the fruits of my labor
Eagerly searching for the next chapter in my life

Story of My Life In Ten Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One
11/30/19
Categories: soviet union, family,
Form: Free verse

Premium Member The Portrait of Simon Gelman

Adorning the walls at Brigham and Women's
Head on his hand quite comfortably resting
The subject distinctive in his smiling position
Inspires the asking who is this physician

Over his shoulder an old time sea captain
And over the other what looks like the Kremlin
A scene that recalls something seemingly Russian
What is its significance in this bastion of medicine

And so the commencement of careful researching
Reveals the story of which we'll be learning 
A Harvard professor with numerous contributions
To the field of anesthesia including ischemia-reperfusion

This skillful practitioner of inducing unconsciousness
Was born in the Soviet Union in Nineteen and Thirty-Six
The whitebearded mariner is his belov'd Granddad
Who perished unaccounted for in the blockade of Leningrad

When Simon was young he was frequently hungry
Simochka said Mamma for food do not ask me
Life as a Jew in the society of Stalin 
Was hard but instructive for the mensch now ascending

At that time in Russia was no concept of charity
Because the state cared for everyone and no one was needy
But the pogroms and politics couldn't kill his generosity
And as soon as they could his wife and he left their country

Emigration to Israel where he learned to be Jewish
In the sense of the word that's proclaimed and not whispered
And he saw for the first time a community helping
And he knew gum zu l'tovah was how he'd be living

And many years later ensconced at the Brigham
The giver, the teacher, the lover of freedom
Fortunate I who discovered his portrait
And learned the legacy of the man
Categories: soviet union, people,
Form: Rhyme

Orchestrated Revolt: Part I

supporting the anti-communists in 
the Soviet Union from
1944 to 1989---
supporting al-Za’im in Syria in
1949---
installing Shah Mohammed Reza 
Pahlevi in 1953 Iran---
supporting Colonel Carlos Castillo 
Armas in 1954 Guatemala---
providing weapons to anti-communist
Tibetans, from the mid-1950’s to the
1970’s--- 
rounding up & supporting the Laotian 
Hmong to fight communists in Laos,
from the mid-1950’s to the 1970’s---
providing weapons, money and aid to
Colonel Ahmad Hussein and Colonel 
Ventje Sumual’s forces in 1958
Indonesia---
attemped to assassinate Fidel
Castro various times, training 
anti-communists to invade Cuba 
in 1959 through the failed Bay of 
Pigs operation and Operation 
Mongoose---
supported coup of Rafael Trujilo’s 
regime in the Dominican Republic
in 1961 and his subsequent 
assassination---      
supported the Ba’ath Party killing of
Abd al-Karim Qasim in 1963---
instigated, supported and provided
money to those carrying out the 
coup & assassination of Ngo Dinh 
Diem in 1963’s South Vietnam---
supported Joao Goulart’s removal
via coup d’etat in 1964’s Brazil---
supported  anti-communist 
right-wingers in 1967’s
Greece, killing what had been a
democratically elected government
there---
did everything under the sun to
eliminate the government of elected
President Salvador Allende in Chile,
from 1970-1973, including the 
murder of Rene Schneider---
supported the military overthrow
of Argentina’s democratically
elected Isabel Martinez de Peron in
1976---
Categories: soviet union, life,
Form: Free verse

Premium Member 1984

What a year – Tim was just a little boy of 25 – naïve and

Lost in ‘innocence’ a critical time bomb waiting to happen

Blue-eyed he listened to Nena’s 99 Red Balloons flying high

While Band Aid wondered whether They Know it’s Christmas
		
          Sticking plaster for an ignorant conscience
          
          Plasters cast for broken souls and hunger

Summer Olympics in Los Angeles the world disunited

As the Soviet Union boycotted the Festival of Youth

Hollywood and Universal Studios Footloose competed

With The Killing Fields for consumption and Oscars

          Dancing in full view of the Apocalypse
	  
          Khmer Rouge and Holding Out for a Hero

Miner’s Strike in Great Britain with Margaret Thatcher’s

Heavy handbag crushing legitimate opposition’s pickets

Reagan became ‘acting’ president and Space Shuttle discovered

That we have only have one lonely planet so we must muck it up

          Cold War awaited nuclear freeze and
	 
          Hiroshima was declared a minor aberration

Metallica roared Blitzkrieg inferno and Armageddon

Iraq fought Iran and guess who was supporting whom

The US supplied Saddam Hussein with poison gas while 

In Afghanistan they supported Taliban and Mujahedeen

          ‘The enemy of our foe is our good friend’
   	  
          Coalitions must change freely in axes of evil

George Orwell comes to mind with Eurasia Oceania and

Eastasia altering alliances but then history must be forbidden

It can mislead young minds and wars have to be waged

For the sake of gory glory and self-righteous delight

          Who reads books anyway and why and for what
	  
          They might seduce us to hail love and compassion

In 1984 Tim longed for flowers in hair scribbled Peace signs

On flare bottom jeans 20 years past The Sound of Silence

Had not mustered the courage yet to challenge the inevitable

Collusion of his inactivity with happy murder for money and oil

	  Slowly though he finds his belligerent voice and
		
          Concludes that the 80’s offer more than nostalgia
Categories: soviet union, conflict,
Form: Free verse

Putin and Trump's Dream

I
In 2023, Trump won the presidential elections. On inauguration day Don Trump gave Putin a present, Ukraine. He said, with some history as backing, "nationalism" is a nuisance. We had no war with Russia when the Soviet Union existed. Ukraine is not as special as Israel. In fact Putin and I have plans to make the world more coherent, first in India and then in China.

II
India of British Empire and British East India company fame included Pakistan, Afghanistan, and Burma. Trump says, Just as David's Kingdom split into two, North as Israel & South as Judah, after that great Jewish king's death, that has happened to India. Let them all unite again under the name Pakistan. India is really a no-word name, since the river Indus no longer exists. "Hindu" really meant "Indu" and the Persians added an H for ease of pronunciation.  You know the Samaritan's are alive and well, many in Nablus, what Roman Empire called Neapolis. HAVE you ever heard them complain, the Northern Kingdom's name has been stolen? IT is a bigger, better name ... for our great, democratic ally. So, too, Pakistan in a great name for a bigger, better South Asia.

III
Putin asked, O Great Donald, am I dreaming?  The Trumpeter replied, in politics, what goes around, comes around. When I told America, RUSSIA IS BETTER OUR FRIEND THAN AN ENEMY, THEY BELIEVED ME. THEY WILL FOLLOW ME TO HELL. Platitudes notwithstanding ...
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: soviet union, anti bullying, betrayal, identity,
Form: Political Verse

To Holocaust Survivors In the Former Soviet Union

You worked so hard but just exist.
Your high school grad dates you just missed,
evacuated from Ukraine.

In Russia’s army to resist,
you fought the tyrant Hitler’s reign.
You worked so hard but just exist

on meager pensions. You subsist
by choosing food or meds, that’s plain.
No other kinfolks to assist

in taking care of you in midst
of tears and shakes of flashback strain,
you worked so hard but just exist!

Although you made your job’s A-list,
you now wear rags, your joints in pain,
no other kinfolks to assist.

Your teeth all gone, in life’s mean twist,
these lines remain your grim refrain:
You worked so hard but just exist,
no other kinfolks to assist.


To help elderly Holocaust survivors in the former Soviet Union, visit the website of the International Fellowship of Christians and Jews at ifcj.org.
Categories: soviet union, discrimination, grandfather, grandmother, hate,
Form: Villanelle

Dwight's Prayer

January 17, 1961

 "We pray," he said
 "that people of all faiths
 all races, all nations..
 will come to live
 together in a peace
 guaranteed by
 the binding force
 of mutual respect
 and love."


“…in a nationally televised speech, Dwight D. Eisenhower addresses the American people for the last time as president. Expressing ideas that seem prophetic in retrospect, Eisenhower offered his fears and hopes for the future, warning against the unfettered growth of the "military-industrial complex," as he coined it, and calling for diplomacy, restraint, and compassion in dealing with future crises with the Soviet Union. Despite his sadness that peace was not in sight, the great Allied commander offered [the above] a closing prayer to the world from America.”
Categories: soviet union, america, betrayal, february, prayer,
Form: Free verse

The Real End of the Cold War 1989

THE REAL END OF THE COLD WAR  1989



This is why the Soviet Union collapsed?

The rail engineers were then all women  -

Who stopped working in uniform - relapsed

(This is why the Soviet Union collapsed.)

They did cocaine lines  on the steel,  perhaps

Relaxing on the job by  rail-sittin’.

This is why the Soviet Union collapsed:

The rail engineers were then all women.

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NOTE

Each line  has  ten syllables.   The word “soviet” seems to have  three   syllables  but  is usually pronounced with only two  - as  “sov”   “yet”.    Likewise “union”  is usually “yun”  “yon”

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Written  by  Sydney Peck   for 

Nette Onclaud’s contest   IN THE AFTERGLOW
Categories: soviet union, funny,
Form: Triolet

Vasily Zaytsev

VASILY ZAYTSEV

As nature took me back into times,
To witness sadden and heroic events filled with cries, It was very soul engulfing that I couldn’t stand to witness,
But was compelled by purpose to attend.


Old time landed me safely at STARLINGARD
I beheld a sniper riffle upon a raised platform,
The shooter as I approached diminished,
And I couldn’t say something to him,
I followed my way from starlingard,
Up to YELENINSKOYE ORENBURG, There the story began.


Songs were heard in a family,
A son came into the cosmo,
With a saddened task facing him,
Unknown was it to him,
Destiny and fate moulded  him in,
That was VASILY ZAYTSEV The hero of Starlingard.


Gradually he grew into a finetaker,
Tracked down  a wolf with only a bullet as a kid he was satisfied, Without a view of his role in Starlingard,
Due to Hitler's territorial conquest.


Troops marching out in thousands,
Outnumbering the alluvial sands,
The hope of the world was towards Starlingard,
Since the soviet union subdued by Hitler.
Starlingard became a stronghold,
Because of the undying spirit of men in the patriotic war.


Assigned to the 1047th Riffle Regiment,
Vasily was the pride of the company which later was named 62nd army at Starlingard,
That was on 17th September 1942,
Vasily started shooting around the axis
   	 
Zealous as he was on the battlefield,
A sniper concealing his locations,
Covering a large area from three positions, Known as the "sixies" up till today.
Killing 11 scores plus armed men including 11 snipers. Making It 32 axis killings.


Undiluted spirit of enthusiasm,
Towards conquering enemies at the gates,
Manifested by his perfect shootings,
Calculating the bearings of directions of his sniper,
Diminishing enemies until he conquered,
To him there was no land beyond the ''VOLGA''


                                      ANYABOLU IFEANYI GENTLE
Categories: soviet union, tribute, veterans day, war,
Form: Epic
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