War Dream Poems

Don't leave me,
The dawn is too close,
Can't you see me, 
I have a theory to propose,
My dreams go forever,
My heart never stops,
To the end of...

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Beyond mere imaginations— Dreams,
                   •Peace, like the...

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Each thought to touch each other
the earliest possible crossed us;
we were close but no total strangers:
we were friends avoiding an affair.

Who has ever said we...

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Ohio and Kent State
were far away from Australia.
But like America, the Vietnam war
hung like a noose around
the collective neck of the Nation. 
We were fired...

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A crumbling cabin, a jungle deep,
An old soldier trudging by,
Imagining he heard, in the breeze,
A ghostly, wounded sigh.

This elder sat 'neath a mangrove
To ease his...

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Life is a mixture of contrasts and opposite polarities 
North-south east and west 
Sadness and pleasure
Winter and summer
Empty pockets others full of treasure
Female and males
Dark...

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Chaotic romance.
Fearful dreams of war.
Lost in the river.
Wakeful spirit.
Chaotic storms.
Heavy snow falls.
Fate or chance?
...

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This is the news, a dream of peace,
an echo from the Middle East,
where children cannot understand,
the broken bones of broken lands, 
their only hope, for...

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Putin went to bed after drinking his favorite cocktail,
Nazi Vodka was crushed with an orange crush.
In his dream, he soon saw himself riding a white...

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War, War
We need more War.
Come patriots,
Come comrades,
Let’s all go to Waaaar!

Raise your banners,
Gather your muskets,
Sharpen your swords,
Let's all go to Waaaar!

Won’t it be fun,
To kill...

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Our family gatherings have always been filled with nostalgic glimpses into a much simpler life. A life shown to us young’uns through the many stories...

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At high noontime, the tires are burning in the streets
The sound of barking dogs is everywhere; the cats of hell smell
Like never showered rats who...

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  Stitched in braille from life's mishaps
    the horrors and the pain relapse
  Even on the quietest shores
  ...

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In shadows cast on amber streets,
The American Dream is fading fast.
Once a beacon and why it now wanes,
A tale of loss, of silent pains.

Industry roared,...

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In my place nobody longs to die
but they don’t care to live their “like this”
In my place there’s echoes of silent outcry
enduring deaths slow burning...

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