Peace War Poems

Borders are lines drawn in dust,
but the wails of war ride the wind—
no map can contain a scream.
War does not choose a side;
it is a...

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A republic finds itself in a wobbly state,
Governance shrouded by an opaque regime,
Some strands emerge together into a credible tapestry,
Many weaves yet to emerge from...

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Are wars as natural as forest fires?

The world is a restless war between India
and Pakistan's armies are ready and eager to fight
as usual, the people...

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I was only about four years old when I saw my mother crying
Two soldiers at our front door said something about him dying
When they left...

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No prophesy, epiphany or convoluted scheme
Forecast it’s not. For sure, no joke. And isn’t a pipe dream
But something tells me, instinct chimes, we are so...

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War shapes the warriors it touches, leaving behind vestiges that linger in their lives long after the battlefield fades from view. In Recon Marines: Searching...

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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:-


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SLEEPING AND WAKING

We sleep in God's peace,
Why wake up in Satin's wars?
Let's wake how we sleep!...

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Pandemic warring,
Human nature’s volcanic
Lava flow of hate;
Scorching love with agony:
Her world’s peace flowing away:-
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Any raining of bombs is the first step toward loosing.'
This act must be followed by ground forces.' Terrain
Variations will influence events.! As will populace actions...

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In the cup
Of my hands,
I caught
Cool raindrops;
Blowing breath
Into warm palms,
I watered fields of lilies
And quenched thirsting doves:-

An awakening smile
Quickly frowned
At the sound
Of loud, bursting bombs
And...

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Not the truth of hierarchy 
I loved the lie of life

Naked truth kills the humanity of falsehood

There is no religion
Death is the peace of heaven

Holy...

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And still his death haunts webbed wide world post American Civil War

Preface: On the evening of April 14, 1865, while attending a special performance of...

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In the summer heat of '47's cry,
A line was drawn beneath the sky.
Not ink, but blood, not words, but flame—
Two nations born, but none the...

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If they come ? They will come ...for one of us !
Forceful to take over 
Offering strikes  of violent torchered wars .
For if they...

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