Beautiful War Poems

Words are meaningless, now that the boy is gone.
How can he not be here - he was so young and strong.

Time won this game and...

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Take me to a safe haven,
without soldiers at borders.
Where human rights empower nationality.
No one judges on colour or creed,
nor which super power you follow.

In a...

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The lifeless bullets bound as captive predator 
in the restive barrels of the cold guns of war,
chilling cold as the brutal shadow of death, 
waiting...

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Our home, a magic, a beautiful protected place. Here.
A world of respected relationships. 
Blessed souls under the diamonds' wisp heavens.  

A world without war,...

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This world that I call mine
The same one we all call ours
Is a most beautiful place;
Self sustaining, it allows us
To grow our own food, to...

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Spring Hope

Waiting for the first green shoots to join our world,

For the first signs of hope,
To arrive from winter's night,

For darkness to melt into the...

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Itchy Fingers?

I don’t mind dying in a nuclear war.
As long as it’s quick, not a lingering bore.
It’ll give the elite a chance to see the...

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Only the dead have seen the end of the war. - George Santayana

Even when I sit at my window,
Watching birds peck the sunflower seeds,
Feeling blessed...

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The teacher, long retired, ran across a copy of the only poem she ever saved
which immediately caused her to reminisce….
For in all her years of...

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A beautiful sunny day,
In the land of paradise.
Thunder rings in the distance as my,
Pulse quickens, and dread takes over.
There are no clouds in the skies,
I...

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As she sings, the sea agrees to feed the night its breathless light, softer than the fading shadows, silent like the nocturnal words - drifting...

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"Our differences are like the pieces of a puzzle called life"


Is there a larger purpose for everything? We can all agree 
at least for me,...

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In the ring, under blazing sun,
Stands the bull, fierce, on the run.
I, the matador, with focused eye,
Face the beast, no room to sigh.

Cape unfurls, in...

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"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what they want

the dreams of women
are...

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True Christmas Miracle  True Story  Full version written by Wendy Horder. 2022


Huddled in muddy trenches, the soldiers heard an eerie sound.
Troops were English,...

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