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Warren Mar 2019
When will the fighting be done,
My son,
For the pain of your possible death in the throws of war weigh heavy on me,
Repeating its torturous torments day after day,
Like a fresh flaying of my heart as soon as my thoughts touch your face,
Why must you be the one,
No broken heart or lost love has ever hurt me so,
You,
My own making in the line of such uncertainty,
Defiant and gracious in the name of honour,
You will never know,
Just how much your pride and valour imprison us that love you.
Be safe my soldier son.

wM
Amoy Mar 2019
In the ***** fields the red plant glows
Shining bright row by rows
Highlighting our opiates blight
Soldier by soldier I save tonight
Ease their pain do it right
For they may stray towards the light
Jayantee Khare Feb 2019
चर्चे हों कुरबानी के दुश्मन ललकारे घर में घुसकर
तो प्रेम दिवस की बातें करना कहानी सा लगता है

जब तिरंगे में लिपटकर वापिस आते वीर चवालिस
तब चॉकलेट और तोहफ़े लेना मनमानी सा लगता है

जब शहीदों की चिंताओं पे सौ सौ फूल बरसते हैं
तब ग़ुलाब की आस लगाना बेमानी सा लगता है

बारूदों की आग लगी जब झुलसे देश धमाकों से
मोमबत्तियों में दावत खाना क्या रूमानी सा लगता है

जब माँओं की गोद उजड़ती लावारिस हों नन्हे मुन्ने
मेहबूब की बाहों में छुप जाना नाफ़रमानी सा लगता है

जब हो जाये सीमाओं पे कितने निर्दोषों की कुर्बानी
तब बेमतलब के जलसों में भी वीरानी सा लगता है

चीत्कार हो वीरों का जब करना हो कुछ काम तूफ़ानी
तब चैन से सोना भी वतन से बेईमानी सा लगता है
Love my india
soldiers are brave, they said,
how am I brave,
it is more of courage to take the risk,
because I fear every day,
I fear of never seeing my loves,
I fear the lost, I may cause to the nation,
this horror is what keeps me going,
facing the cruel, brutal war

Sometimes you need to be afraid in order to survive.
s Willow Feb 2019
I know you and me are survivors.
An army of an old fife fleet.
We travel the land of freedom igniters
A race against the world.

Practice military confrontation.
The pain of being driven by aggression.
Living life without an occupation.
The people lack information.

My thought and ways of being ill prepared.
A final battle on the stretched barrier.
A letter from an openly declared
Followed by the voice similar to **** terror.
Lottie White Jan 2019
blood for blood,
and bone for bone,
the shrapnel of their hearts
scattered on the wind
as useless wars are waged.

young boys parading as men
fall like flies,
laying down their lives
for something,
they don't know.
Khoisan Jan 2019
War
Octagon
OF
seven sides
Unseen
gate
OF
one
where men enter in the name
OF
and
thus
beyond
The point OF no return
and
kin
Wait in vain
because
OF
there
None could see the future
and
None will ever know
that
all
named
OF
died in the glory
OF
what
was
never
received
In the name OF peace power greed
the list is to long to mention
Somewhere somebody
Is
Going to die
die
By the name
OF
Octagon of seven referred
To the 7 continents
Poetress2 Dec 2018
From morning until evening,
and all throughout the night;
The men of our Armed Forces,
are standing by to fight.
~
They give of their own selves,
to protect this precious land;
They do it with conviction,
they do the best they can.
~
Maintaining freedom is their goal,
with the tears and sweat they shed;
They fight through their own tears,
and they'd do it all again.
~
With guns in hand and ***** boots,
they trample through the mud;
Defending our great country,
this land they dearly love.
~
Singing, "God Bless America,"
it gets them through the day;
And when they go to bed at night,
this is what they pray.
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