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Wartime Poems - Poems about Wartime

Wartime Poems - Examples of all types of poems about wartime to share and read. This list of new poems is composed of the works of modern poets of PoetrySoup. Read short, long, best, and famous examples for wartime.

It's Not My Time To Die
You don't see...what lies await for us The darkest of night has awakened... Opening its tattered claws To see who will fall next...venture as you can In the darkest of night Dear friend, it's not my time to die I'm sure...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, adventure, angst, confusion, death,
Form: Epic



War
It is the time for war, The world shakes as the lion roar, I can imagine what it must be like, When you look around and see your friends die, There will be no time to feel bad, No...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, time,
Form: Rhyme
Misbegot
Isn't it amazing when I have it all I see the world's dark, it's pall I have naught but light around Yet focus on inequities that abound With sustenance I am stocked With security I am fenced Impecuniarily blocked My ignorance...Read the rest...
Categories: family, history, philosophy, wartime,
Form: Rhyme
Learned My Lesson
Deep down in my heart, I had seen from the start, That you were bad for me but... I could not resist your symphony. Everything happend for a reason. But now it is time to start a new season. From...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, depression, forgiveness, hope, life,
Form: Rhyme
The World I See
ALL THE PLACES- ALL THE FACES EACH ITS OWN UNIQUE BEAUTY CREATED FROM ABOVE DIFFERENCES UNABLE TO UNITE WHY IS IT THAT ONLY NEGATIVITY HAS TAKEN FLIGHT? ALL THE DIFFERENT PLACES ALL THE DIFFERENT FACES GAMES BEING PLAYED WITH HUMAN LIVES...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, confusion, death, family, history,
Form: Narrative



Dirty Laundry
Every time you think your being good You think you've done well Every time you think forgivness is at hand You go and do something That intentially unintentially Demotes every effort to make things right Keep airing...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, forgiveness, friendship, introspection, lost
Form: Free verse
Like Knives
I opened my hand to yours. Greeted by knives. The hidden agenda of a parasite wanting to feast on the likes of me. Infectious poison coming from your cold, blue lips. Lies masked by my attraction to your curvacious...Read the rest...
Categories: angst, son, song-wartime, time,
Form: Lyric
This Is War
Moments to tell the truth Moments to still tell lies What do you prefer The time god Decides if you should live or die The time when you kill And not to feel the guilt This is war Some think its great Others think...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, death, lost love, love,
Form: I do not know?
Yesterday
It wasn’t too long before the writing of "Yesterday" when I was out daydreaming beneath the weathered timbers of some squeaky ol’ windmill on our ranch in West Texas. Then fantasy and reality shifted. What...Read the rest...
Categories: adventure, wartime, peace, day,
Form: Quatrain
He Stole a Gun Today
He stole a gun today, a telescopic rifle made for hunting. From a sixth floor window overlooking Main he thinks, 'how cool!' that the 'scope brings the people on the street so close and focused. He spends all day...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime,
Form: Narrative
Inside Her Walls
Inside her walls, no one hears her cries, another soldier, makes time to write. A decision she made, while still in high school, to do something worthy, keeping her heart so true. Now far away, in a lonely place, she sits,and writes, to her family in...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, hope, life, love, peace,
Form: Narrative
Autumn Breeze
A whisper of beauty sets to the night In ancient time of Autumn breeze A flightless feather to soar the sky Records the silent echos of sorrow Carries through on seasonal change Keeping time with history's eye. A...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, death, history, life, loss,
Form: Sestina
Mirror With a Gun
Cast attention on the dreams we have caught They’re nothing of our own Filtering our hearts right through the dark Until we give in to the unknown Casting lights upon the pointless death In the wars that we’ve become It’s so...Read the rest...
Categories: wartime, introspection, life, lost love,
Form: Lyric

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