War World Poems

These War World poems are examples of World poems about War. These are the best examples of World War poems written by international poets.

For a while, I have been gone,
Not so much for I left my poetry in my stead,
So they read, so they remember...
Yet here I am,

© Raynolds Moseamedi  

Bravest Sons of India – Neuve-Chapelle, 1915.
(Linking Pin Sonnet – Dr. Joseph Spence Sr. Style)

India’s sons marched where guns roared in flame,
Flame lit their path

© Joseph Spence Sr  

Crowned In Fire - A path Observed 

A boy was born to broken street,
Where hunger dressed defeat as sweet.
A thousand flags above him flew,
But none

© Saankhya Tare  

From moments when love was cherished in Stalingrad,
Like stories written on the walls 
With the song repeated by Babushka 
And not long after that, the

© Mpinge Mpinge  

Disposable.
Just like the bodies scattered 
As unimportant as the soldiers blood splattered
A black man stands watching violence unfold
Not to the enemy 
But those who fought

© Layla Riley-Hill   

The old streets, the old cars
The flowing river that won't stop far
The memories seeking through tears
The old paper ,all tattered and cleared

The music that fills

© Sayona Chatterjee  

While I was meditating 
Then I started visualizing 
And I saw a world 
That world seems differ
Different and far away from planet earth.

Just like astronaut

© Desire Obaroyeregbe Agbeyiwa Agidotan Ikoyo  

If you could have been
part of the population
in Hiroshima and Nagasaki
at ground zero
you would have seen
total annihilation
when the bombs were dropped
(Little Boy and Fat Man)
and

© Martin Howard Samuel  

It’s 2022, we’re in the final battle for the soul of the world.
There is no Indo-European root for soul,
the Greek and Germanic roots mean quick-moving,

© Robert Ronnow  

In the early Winter morn, in the Seargent's footsteps,
They followed on the burned, barren earth,

A place so strange, but so familiar, he looked around,
A sign

© Ranaditya Adhikary  

The Walls Remember What the World Forgets

The walls remember what the world forgets —
Every whispered prayer, every silent regret.
Every kiss by candle, every scream in

© Sam Russell  

In halls where silence cloaked the dread,
You raised a voice, though fear had spread.
With leaflets fluttering like doves in flight,
You lit a candle in the

© Susantha Herath  

They wear no crown, yet kings they reign,
Invisible hands in shadowed domain.
Their thrones are silence, veiled from sight—
Yet nations move by whispered might.

You vote, you

© Chanda Katonga   

O AI really thinks it's high time
For it to be able to dominate our minds,
Monopolize our brains all of the time
All 'cause AI really wants

© Roxanne Dubarry  

I wore no uniform—
just silence and suits.
A ghost in global rooms,
a whisper behind the curtain.
I was a civilian,
but my job was war.

They called it "analysis,"
but

© Chanda Katonga