War Tanka Poems | Examples
These War Tanka poems are examples of Tanka poems about War. These are the best examples of Tanka War poems written by international poets.
INNOCENCE
ONE INNOCENCE IGNORED FOR IN WEST
ONE IN NORTH-WEST WITH GLORY OF HURRICANE
ONE IN EAST WITH PRIDE
ONE WITH MORE IGNORANCE FROM WHOLE WORLD
ONE WITH CHILDREN AND INNOCENT PEOPLE
mighty conquerors
we vanquish and liberate
in the name of right
patriotic, strong and proud
valiantly, we risk our lives
the stalwart oppressed
we defend against tyrants
for our way of life
patriotic, strong and proud
bravely, we pay with our lives
the green battleground
knows nothing of boundaries
or of right or wrong
the meadow never laments
equally draws nutrients
OF FOOD AND WARRING
(A TANKA QUIENTET)
Juxtaposed bombs fall…
Food’s down, starvation rising…
Death…collateral…
Thus, war’s new reaping of death:
Food uprooted and destroyed:-
Food’s an enemy,
Seeking to eat, deadly:
Starvation killing:-
Thus, be war’s new strategy:
Piled skin covered skeletons:-
Ironically,
All this is merely Breaking News!
War’s politicking:
Pontificating power;
Not nourishing peace and love:-
May these fruitful thoughts
Excite your hunger for peace
And its divine love:-
Not living in peace is bad.
Not seeking to is much worse:-
Let’s not be sorry,
Rather, in our awareness,
Let’s get rid of war:-
Where there’s no peace, wherever,
There can’t be peace anywhere:-
TEXAS FLOODING WARS
(Apropos Of A Lesson Of Nature)
The flood waters came,
leaving lost lives washed away;
eyes flooded with tears:
Nature herself, warring with
collateral disaster:-
So many children
won’t be thirsty anymore;
flood waters drowned them:-
Let us thirst for quenching peace:
our human nature flooded:-
A leaf lets go mild,
moving down through brilliant shine~
no war, no regret.
Even parting has its joy,
when the weather knows its time.
the world is bleeding
fighting never-ending wars
that began and raged
with beliefs and politics ~
peace never, in consensus
Let's just agree - 'to beg to differ'
Bombs begetting bombs,
War mongers are safe and sound;
Others being bombed:
The bombing of others reaps
Bloody power over them
No matter who dies,
Nuclear war bombing pays off;
Bombs begetting bombs:
Millions spent creating bombs;
Trillions reaped from their bombings:-
War is a business,
Nuclear bombs produced and sold;
Low cost drones offered:-
War is for power;
So is capitalism:-
Just do the homework:
Democracy is one thing;
Power control, another:-
Watch the news on war today:
It’s about finance; not life:-
Why not target peace?!:
What peace reaps is beyond cost,
And invaluable:-
We all share in peace’s reaping;
Not just the power mongers:-
THE ULTIMATE NATURE OF WAR
Sown love reaps world peace,
While sown hate will reap world war:
Power its sower:-
Sharers of love will sow peace:
Profiteers of war, sow hate:-
World peace uprooted,
War’s deforestation plows
World devastation:-
Armageddon coming:
God plowing us a new day:-
Be ever mindful,
War is a power monger’s
Child of destruction;
And will be chastised by God:
Its navel giver uprooted:-
IN AND OF CREATION’S RESPONSIBILITY
(A Tanka 3 For The 6 and 7 days Given You & Me)
God simply whispered,
“...Be light…”! And here we all are:
All engaged in war!
A world created in love:
Peacefully, worded from up above:-
Why can’t we not see,
A world given you and me,
For all to live free?
Satin’s only role for us;
The awareness of disgust:-
War, Satin’s disgust:
The self-destruction of us;
Waring dawn to dust:-
This evil must now cease;
Praising God in loving peace!
To Being Waters Of God
Wars evaporate
the lives God gives us to live;
but peace hydrates them:-
It’s time for us to hydrate
and dissolve life’s worldwide wars:-
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The drone of birds in war offensive
hear the drone of war
pity the birds, amassing
way out there someplace,
they'll be back in droves to drone
the piteous drum of war
Evilly absurd,
Bombing lives doesn’t win peace;
Just wishful power:-
War and peace are antonyms.
You can’t make them synonyms:-
War can not bring peace,
Just collateral damage,
And high death rates:-
Peace comes with labors of love,
Nourished by God’s healing grace:-
War only knows hate,
Bombing homes, schools, and churches,
Filled with peaceful lives:-
When will this world ever be
A world rooted in love’s peace?!
GOD'S FLOWERS
We're not buds of war,
we're the flowers of God,
scented with his love.
The world is God's garden.
We must fruit it with world peace:-
Pandemic warring,
Human nature’s volcanic
Lava flow of hate;
Scorching love with agony:
Her world’s peace flowing away:-
An outcast this night,
I mournfully sigh with gloom:
but, I make war, fight!
to defeat my rising doom,
and defend my haunted tomb.