Death Or Glory Poems - Poems about Death Or Glory

...took a bullet in my brain no refrain no restrain in a war I feel the pain war is horrible for both sides there is no place for us to hide death or glory? You are kidding right? so many lay d......

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...a weak, tiring roar~ the same one that once shook the jungles... now too feeble to scare. Its strength fades to past glory... as death lingers close to claim.......

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...Leonore was disliked, cast aside and ignored, her rage increased with bizarre behavior: why couldn't she be the eternal and idolized Queen? And envy grew towards the more successful thespians; h......

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...My last foray into this arena Had me living memories, not wished to share Here I go again, another visit Into the elderly homes, we wish not A sunny day, another gathering Carers working, maki......

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...My last foray into this arena Had me living memories not wished to share Here I am again, another visit Into the elderly homes we wish not A sunny day another gathering Nurses working, making ......

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...Nothing marks the day he left this world no pomp, no glory, no flags unfurled no marching parade to fill the streets no tears to run down crimson hued cheeks No one to hold him, no one to care ......

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...Three times the Master spoke and three times the capstan broke. Decks awash with briny spume, the storm raged in the gathering gloom. 'Pull in that spar or else we're doomed!' Above the roar the......

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...(for Virginia Woolf) She wanted to buy some flowers but drowned Herself instead, drifting along the ebbing flow of time, with warm water cracking Her slim figure and airless lungs. ‘will I fr......

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...Oh! Passchendaele your story has been told Of endless mud they trudged where their life was sold Thousands left the safety of their trench lines And disappeared into the mud for all time It mak......

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...BLACK,RED and GOLD Location---SOMEWHERE IN KÖNIGSBERG 1945 APRIL 9 Scene---A Dying German Agent/A Soldier`s thoughts/reflections just before death On this periphery of life Let blue jeans of......

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...1914-18 War. Just another small cog In a huge machine Working together Aimed at some foreign foe To give a bloody mortal blow And end a wave of ternary Spreading across Europe Over seas Like a pande......

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...THE STARGAZER'S RIDE (or THE LAST SPURRING LICK) Saddle shoulder-tossed like feather light ......

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...I might have died with my eyes open wide. Please ! close them so my misery could hide. Give me a bath in rose water. Make my grave stone telling mister. Dress me all up in black. Don't forget to ment......

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...Free style Fire travailing and traveling Lies basking behind Sorrows burrowing my bones Empitiness dueling sleeplessness Vain expectations looming Kith and kins nagging Heaven's gate silence......

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...……….... On act two, my handkerchief dropped down on my weakening feet, escaping the wipe of tears from my sullen lids: by this time children too young to make their own milk burst i......

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