Peace War Poems | Examples
These Peace War poems are examples of War poems about Peace. These are the best examples of War Peace poems written by international poets.
when a heated argument finally ends
has anybody won
when the fight’s to the finish
seems both sides are done
when the smoke of battle clears
few and hollow are the cheers
when the war goes on and on and on
~ so does the con
Peace is the natural state
The source of rest and the result of entropy.
It is the zero point
Where everything comes and goes.
How do we know this?
Just look at our lives.
Each day ends and begins with sleep
The state of renewal without conflict.
Conflict comes naturally enough
In pursuit of our goals,
Position, power, procreation,
And all the things that support it.
Conflict arises from peace
Like ripples on the surface
Obscuring the mirror clear image.
Conflict is the first step,
But by the end
It is all that’s left,
Rage and frustration, chaos and division
With peace eclipsed.
Where is the natural peace then?
Where is the rejuvenating sleep
At the end of that day?
Waiting, simply waiting
As it is
Its nature to do.
(10/6/26)
In the interests of sanity.' In a service to
Humanitarian wellbeing..Would you halt
All oil and gas exports.? Until the heat dies in the chests of those who need validation' who revel in power.' And exist
For blood-lust, though the impact would be harsh.' It will be better than more war.'
It should not be as it is.' Life is able to give
So much better, than fear, threats and death, if you are truly sincere.? Mr Putin.
This is as good an action as any.' All blessings to all readers, may war become
Recognised as obsolete.' May peace be
The much valued prize.'
A 9/11 FOOD FOR THOUGHT FLASHBACK
(Apropos Of A Tearing Tanka Flow)
Insuring our health,
We destroy all rottenness:
Why do we keep war?!
Wars can not be nourishing;
They’re all about destroying:-
Wars contradict peace.
Peace is the absence of war;
Not its intention:-
Bombing murder tares down life,
Rather than building it up:-
We didn’t celebrate
9/11; we mourned it—
With sad, flowing tears:
Wars are about hell’s graveyards;
Not those of God’s ascensions:-
The sun casts red upon the myriad dead,
The heavens die, departing shadowed shades;
The bloody duty’s done, but what ahead?
For prosp'rous peace rests not on sharpened blades.
And "Cincinnatus!", some now cry, "Be king!
To lead in peace, as you have led in war!"
But this a thing no friend of Rome should bring,
For army rule is not what Rome is for.
O, well enough, I know how well to lead,
But in my shadow, how could roses grow?
My absence is the thing that Romans need,
For in the sun, shall Rome itself best know.
Let others sharpen wits, for good or harm,
I'll sharpen plows, upon my humble farm.
I see..The struggle; the decision May
fourteen ninteen forty eight.' Truman
Recognises Isreal I would have too.' The
Next day Arab armies attack, and are beaten back.' A fledgling State fighting to
Survive, yes i am for that.' Yet I am not for
The slaughter i see today, upon their neighbours, I am against all war especially wars to obtain others land..
How does humanity, mess it up so much?
Is it there to call in Jesus.? Is it academic
To argue this or that position.? I am
highly perplexed, and even more eager
For peace thsn before.)
The draft-dodgers who fled and even more
Deserters who abandoned their posts
These are the real heroes of war
They’ve paid their personal costs
Their names will never be known
No obelisks will be erected
Their very existence will be forlorn
Otherwise scorned and rejected
They knew they would be slandered
But by saving their own lives,
They gave the answer to their offenders
Let’s flee, despite of being despised
It’s a senseless slaughter for false ideals
Of politicians with high morality
To whom people’s lives aren’t a big deal
Who dream about their own immortality
Let their faithful armchair analysts snap
They never fight wars only talk a lot
Patriotism fits well with a nap
One snore away from the hot spot.
When someone says, "(S)he's a saint",
I think of peace and restraint,
but when it's time for battle paint,
tell me, Saint Michael,
must we hide from sight?
Truth and justice, we must protect -
those things, both good and correct.
So, I ask, with all respect,
tell me, Saint Michael,
sometimes, must we fight?
And what to do if Man divides -
sometimes there are at least two sides.
As to where the truth resides,
tell me, Saint Michael,
who decides what's right?
Celebratiions are over, calibrations must
start'
trumps in office, the wars continue in fits and starts..God said they will celebrate peace and safety, then will come the end..
It could be amost upon us.? But i can't see farther than the next bend.)
At the end
there are no sides,
we walk in peace
to a place of calm
that land beyond the sun,
it matters not who won or lost
when all is said and done
I remember,
Lestweforget,
And the phrase:
Between the wars,
Said during:
Times of peace.
TRUTH BE TOLD: SIMPLE, YET PROFOUND
It’s not about peace;
It’s about evil power:
That is what war is:-
ABANDONING WAR FOR PEACE: A SCRIPTURAL PERSPECTIVE
Remember and be encouraged by the blessed scriptures:
“And let the peace that comes from Christ rule…your hearts.
For as members of one body, you are called to live in peace…”
Likewise, in thanksgiving prayer, also be forever inspired
In knowing “God blesses those who…[labor]...for peace,
For they will be called the…[blessed]...children of God.”
All that was left were remnants
of shattered memories ~ emblazoned
in my mind,
as if it was all still there,
when Sunday salvation was
at peace with the sun
and sermons of love were
bled in glass...
now shards on the chapel floor,
and, like sand castles on the shore
were washed away in an angry tide
where waning life stained the sand
crimson red...
and lead was rained in bullets,
not to frame etherial light.
Sacrifice has an ambience of more
than just ~ pretty colors...
Written June 12, 26
for Nette's "All That Glass" contest
A FREEFLOW APATHETIC INVESTMENT: AN ALLEGORY MOMENT
Know that today’s war is
A real power mongering,
Money-making investment:
Mudering innocence lives,
A part of the bloody returns:-
Ironically, to ignore this investment,
Is a moneyless investment itself.
However, the return is abject hypocrisy:-
And so-called “legal murdering”,
Of defenseless human beings,
Is of little concern for us
Beings who declare we
Are for human equity,
Freedom, justice,
And democracy:-
How long will we wallow
In the mockery of such beliefs?!
Come on now, let’s evoke peace
And get to depressing today’s war:
Icing out heated political muderings:-