Best Trenches Poems

Now this is my definition of love
It's much like wrestling in the mud
You get down and dirty
And say things quite flirty
Then it all comes together with a thud

You scream out bloody murder together
Promise your undying love forever
Roll over and whisper
The name of her sister
Then you...

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Now this is my definition of love
It's much like wrestling in the mud
You get down and dirty
And say things quite flirty
Then it all comes together with a thud

You scream bloody murder together
Promise your undying love forever
Roll over and whisper
The name of her sister
Then you realize...

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Within The Trenches

911 Dispatcher Tribute

Nine one one, What's your emergency? Keeps replaying in her head.
When she lays down at night and she can't sleep instead.
Her mind keeps going backwards to when her heart began it's fall.
Memories of the other end the night she got the...

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If there was hell to pay,
I'm sure I would of payed the cost.
But it seems like some days 
no matter how much I try,
I'm still lost.
Fighting in circles,
staring at the same obscenities.
Fierce, grueling tags pinch
me with their eccentricities.
Dark shadows trying to sneak their way in.
I...

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Out of Trenches (WW1)

Out of trenches, we met face to face,
A young Soldier, probably about my age.
With rifle in hand we quavered,
My head, urging me to engage.
Our tunics were muddied and damp,
The ground soft and uneasy underfoot.
Gun fire and screams in the distance,
Torn faces, pitted...

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Now this is my definition of love
It's much like wrestling in the mud
You get down and dirty
And say things quite flirty
Then it all comes together with a thud

You scream out bloody murder together
Promise your undying love forever
Roll over and whisper
The name of her sister
Then you...

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There she lays in the 'trenches of shame'
She's covered from head to toe as it flows
from her every pore.
The stag net muddy green puss filled river
runs beside her the constant smell of 'flith'
decaying flesh rotting inside her body.
All is 'dead' with in her already scared...

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I awake but was truly dazed.
I'm fumbling now through debris.
As they land now with gentle thuds.
Be it I might have gone deaf I was still unfazed.
This fight might be my last fight I will not flee.
I run through these mazes, I see men die, another...

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Men and boys answered the call
Some returned home, others did fall
Young volunteers' thought an adventure it would be
Older ones joined up to defend their country.

Constant bombardments' all night and all day
No place to hide, they just had to stay
Stuck in the trenches with mud knee...

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Twenty and eight days in the dungeons
Munched in the guts of darkness
Nearly forgot what I was
Paralyzed by fear
Burning in fever
I longed for love
Buried deep
Inside
Me...

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In the Trenches, In Love


Digging deep, entrenched,
barricaded against love's bayonet,
securing the heart,
impregnable, shielded,

but,
love breaches the lines.

The defences crumble,
walls of steel melt away,
shields are lowered, 
minefields disappear,

as,
love overwhelms the night.


Alone now, desolate, exposed,
my embattled heart lies injured,
the fatal blow being dealt by you,

in the trenches, in...

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Heavy, soaked.
Stifled gasping, climbing.
Wounded and broken,
Clung to the thorn vines.
Arms cannot grip, stringy gelatinous pus
Oozing from where dust and tears meet. 
Crimson films dull vision, scraps of metal
Embedded in skin, breath drowned in blood.

Trenches hold no warmth nor light of the sun.
Though stinging, crawl upon...

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Out of the mud,
springs of solid souls come forth

smeared by the dirt,
but not stained with the stigma

in the vile sparks of inhumanity,
a wellspring of humanity is birthed

putting smiles on furrowed souls,
fiercely putting out the darkness

I am unabashed about the trenches,
from there staggering ingenuity sprouts!...

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Trenches

By Nathan Hannen

I look at the moon, Unaffected by superiority of height
With another bang a mortar explodes nearby, Loss of sight
Now the rain begins drenching our fragile souls, Never right

The silence only separated by human cries and terrific pain
The machine guns volley their assaults, Again...

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37 this Saturday
My expectations come into play 
Thinking I'd be in another place 
By this time 
I've had great Love and great Loss 
Been broken down at a heavy cost
No one to pull me back to shore 
Drowned the sorrows I couldn't ignore
Worked in the...

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