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kim118
kim118

Where Poppies Grow

Whistles on the wind, Cries and laughter, They reach my ears, Through all the pain and fear. The sounds of yesterday, Now but a distant memory.

38 11 126 words
Jamtots
Jamtots

A Cause Worth Fighting For

Storm the breach and be a hero, Hit the ground and be a zero, Raise your weapon and fire true, Or freeze and realise death is due.

44 7 230 words
maskofsorrow65
maskofsorrow65

American Solider

I promised to defend you, your honor etched into my badge. I promised you to stay humane even when blood of another stains my hands.

2 0 217 words
minxyMolly
minxyMolly

It Was Not Fair...

bullits bouncing everywhere, calls and shouts of young men dead, i sit there waiting for my dutie, for when death claims me bounty i will not turn, death wheres the mask of a common man, till it...

10 0 103 words
IndiaSparrow
IndiaSparrow

D-Day

The harsh rhythym of the guns launched an ongoing staccato, as I ran down the beach. Debris was flying everywhere, not to mention the blood and bits of flesh and shards of bone.

26 10 744 words
renagade146
renagade146

Missing The War

You came to me once more in a dream as the stars above did gleam... It begins the same with the beat of a drum... Hands of soldiers sway to a military march like the pleats of a skirt.

18 5 223 words
justjord
justjord

The Deserter

By Winifred Mary Letts There was a man, - don't mind his name, Whom Fear had dogged by night and day. He could not face the German guns And so he turned and ran away.

4 0 238 words
LB199
LB199

Fat Cattle To The Slaughterhouse Part: 1

Men lined up to their deaths; facing the nadir of hell, waiting for the final command to plunge into it. I stand with them, cowering from the flames clawing me into its merciless abyss.

8 2 154 words
Jewelstone
Jewelstone

WW1 Chapter. 1

It was a terrible war... Many people and horses died over a fight of who's madder.

2 0 246 words
Marcus
Marcus

Dulce et Decorum Est

A poem by Wilfred Owen written from memory: Bent double, like beggars under sacks, knocked-kneed coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge.

0 0 226 words
Hannah1996
Hannah1996

Post Traumatic Stress

This is a poem I wrote to pay tribute to the loves of soldiers who suffer terrible consequences of war. He lay in silence, Still and cold, Like a corpse, But still alive in his soul.

10 0 128 words
qwertysss
qwertysss

Another Poem

A poem about the world war one trenches:. Bang, bang. The guns are still firing. I'd try to go to sleep but I'm to scared. Plip, plop. The waters still dropping. I'd try to get dry if I still cared.

8 3 102 words