Soldiers Poems - Poems about Soldiers

Sponsor : Constance Le France submitted : 6/7/25 Placed : Third ——————————- lovingly she opened a tungsten gate to his Heart quantum lasers sharp, her ordained healing art penetrated a GOSSAMER of silver spider-webs drew slightly aback to allow patu marplesi to ebb GHOSTLY armoured soldiers wandered within from Constantinople fields to Berlin yields spin filling spirant space with unearthly eerie...

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parade had it all toy soldiers, planes, tanks, salutes ~ a wannabe game...

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Flying over the front lines with the French Escadrille Lafayette a brown and barren belt below a strip of murdered nature and yet during the warm months of spring and summer seeds in the shattered ground would grow delicate vibrant crimson flowers in row after row after row and in those poppy fields that's how we remember them all the fallen soldiers those unforgotten gallant men tho'...

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As the dark veil covered the sky, I was left with no choice but to resign to fate. The enemy was relentless in their pursuit— My platoon scattered after the strike on Khartoum. Only two bullets remain~ One to kill another, The other for myself. I was lucky to find an abandoned trench— wide enough to let my eyes rest. Too fatigued to resist...

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Burrowed and bought, this clan of soldiers They cast lots to strip Him of His dignity His crown was made of thistle and thorns It caused the blood to trickle and bleed Jesus was silent, do to Him as you will My Father knows what's best for Me There was no more relief in sight As they hung Him from that tree...

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Mad Little Soldiers It's Shocking To Awake To The Alarm When You're Already Marching. 123... Line Up. Pwew Pwew Pwew. -Gray Squirrel 05-21-2025...

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They do not march now, but they still stand-- shoulder to shoulder in quiet granite lines. Each flag breathes like a memory fluttering in the hush between heartbeats. They are not just names, not just dates-- they are echoes of last letters, mud-heavy boots, songs sung beneath a foreign sky. We walk between them, heads bowed, and feel the weight of freedom we never had to earn. This silence is not...

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A martyr poltergeist left an elegy Not much eulogizing the choice of a strategy. Its undead friends never met their ends, they cannot be The least affected by all this atrocity. A cry of help was muffled In the ruins of the rubble And the media hollers, calling it a mere scuffle What a caricature of the civil who suffer! People leave fingerprints...

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In the silence of the battlefield, they stand, A soldier's heart, a warrior's hand, He, in armor, strong and true, She, with courage, breaks through. Their love is forged in fire and steel, In every wound, their spirits heal. Side by side, they fight as one, Underneath the same rising sun. His gaze, a promise, fierce and...

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The applause I had a drink before going to a poetry reading since I was nervous drank a few whiskeys and spoke dramatically about the plight of the Palestinians I needed help to get down from the stage since my glasses were at the hotel. The next day, we went to a meeting where the top of The educated class...

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A Soldiers Dream I bow my head down in shame as my tears fall down like drops of rain . I couldn't save my fellow man in this far and distant land We came here to defend freedoms rights in a long and endless fight . As soldiers we stood side by side , we...

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Hail us as a devoted soldiers in camouflage, see us march forward with a head held up high, it's a choice we have made, we walk proudly; we are going where many can't decide destiny: shouldn't we consider ourselves lucky? Only the brave ones protect liberty, never losing their valiant spirit and courage: young girls behind the police barricades sigh! There...

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soldiers who want to write, instead they fight. soldiers who want to dance, instead, they stand in a fighting stance. soldiers who want to sing their song, instead they march all day long. soldiers who want to act, but they can',t they face the fact. that soldiers with soul must pay the toll. ...

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AI as soldiers We see them walking naked through the town’s square, and organs not needed for the time being, the onlookers are not offended but worried about the strident gates of the new being walking like a soldier in a merciless army killing creatures big and small that have blood and have the...

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From the plains of green, to the mountains high, We march as one, beneath the sky. With rifles in hand, and hearts of steel, We're soldiers of the land, our courage to reveal. We're the ground pounders, the backbone of the nation, Defending our freedom, with unwavering passion, Through mud and rain, we'll fight the fight,...

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