Anti-war Poems

Anti-war poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of anti-war poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on anti-war are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Insurrection

Insurrection long poem

There’s a line in the sand drawn in dark distant lands, where the guts and the glory and fine marching bands will all die in the dust and play into their hands, till they all say, NO! Those invisible walls

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Non – ‘I’

Non   I short poem

I intend to move away from myself as apologia for sadness, Could not give up the zen, powerless, breathless, drowning, in my skin, my veins, sharing the existence of undoing, what was something. Nobody I am, connecting to you by

On the verge of forgetting.

On the verge of forgetting. short poem

Somewhere in a dusty corner lies a memory of you. Neatly folded into a perfect square. Tucked away precariously amongst identical pages of denial. Sometimes, it threatens to burst into flames. But layers of conceit (both yours and mine) douse

How I Wish I Had Chosen You

How I Wish I Had Chosen You short poem

There’s this guy I once knew In the midst of darkness I saw The love we shared just flew How I wish I had chosen you. The story of us isn’t fair It vanished like bubbles in the air The

My Son

My Son long poem

When I brought you on this earth When I saw your tiny figure the first time When I held you in my arms I felt then the strong bond of motherhood I felt the sense of belonging The joy of

The Relinquished Trip With The Soil

The Relinquished Trip With The Soil prose poem

After four female checks, came a sparkling young man The beginning of Sunday, Sep 09 saw the principal touch of a brilliant kid Shouting, rolling and crying the black man With grins and appreciation mother adores for the kid Daddy

A Criminal’s Conscience

A Criminals Conscience short poem

His mind was cultured for vicious activities, His passion criminal perfections and dual identities, His soul lingered on malicious immoralities, His goal to torture and destroy individualities. He stood on the gateway with a loaded gun, He opened the gate

End Reservation!

End Reservation! short poem

Brahmin wrote it and Sanctified in thousands names of gods. Gods from books Ruled the sky; Over land and water. The real God is banished As dark matter! Shudra had nothing; The land his placenta fallen Or the sky he

Comes And Goes

Comes And Goes short poem

Does it come? Does it leave? If it comes, why doesn’t it leave? Can you see, what it seems. But if you know what it really is. Why don’t you tell me and let me see that it really is

Why The Bee Crossed The Road

Why The Bee Crossed The Road short poem

I have lived One and a half billion seconds In this age of miracles A computer and a minute tell me that The sun is up There’s no surprise in that A beautiful day to be alive So long as

Let Love In

Let Love In short poem

You close your eyes on a regular night, Your mind floats around to places known and unknown. You try to hold on to a thought, but the thought slips away, You try to hold on to a moment, but the

My White Rose

My White Rose short poem

My white rose let me take you in my arms Let me kiss you like real thirsty dew drop Love has to follow declared beauty norms Love in its intensity remains but non stop My white rose let me kiss

Foundation Day

Foundation Day short poem

On 11July, 1994 a legacy was born Holding lovely roses without any thorn Lighting many caves which were forever dark; With Cherian, Anandi and Varsha named spark. Though small and fragile earlier in nature She never let any student see

Corpse Is Being Sent

Corpse Is Being Sent short poem

In the stand-off between stolen history and presiding deity. Priest was hanged, while a blue cloud was shedding the yellow moon. Who was selling God on the road? A tall coconut tree was my home; all but your mouth was

Tattoo

Tattoo short poem

Dark, Cold and shivering is what I feel To see you Wrapped in someone’s arms Would break me Into a thousand chipped pieces Never to be completed again It is with the idea of you That I get to feel

Exam Rush

Exam Rush long poem

Rush! Rush! Rush! your exams have come. So don’t be silly like a dumb. Exams are the way of doing study. So see your books,like it’s your buddy. If you want to reach the shore. Then you will have to

Noticing

Noticing long poem

So much I notice now That before I was blind to Was you always that way Or are you someone new Notice your disregard for my pain Yours you demand all attention The world must stop for you Mine must

An Ode To Headphones

An Ode To Headphones ode

Closed back, open back, on ear, over ear I love all varieties of you, Oh dear Sony, phillips, sennheiser or skull candy Congrats dear, you are gettin trendy Ranging from few hundreds to lakhs.. & from light as white to

Subtle Indifference

Subtle Indifference short poem

Like ashes stacked in a jar of indifference tightly capped to mask a stench so cruel from cigarette butts worth riddance- you caused me self decay and dismal. You put me out like those cigarettes in an ashtray of cares

Ah, It’s A Mom’s Way

Ah, Its A Moms Way short poem

Unrequited love is heartache Was what an eight year old had Taken home and told his mom While quizzed about the movie He had gone along with his elder cousins Being the best friend she was and Always been, clasped

Life is beautiful

Life is beautiful short poem

Life is full of difficulty sometimes makes us feel guilty life is full of hurdles we may just want someone to curdle sometimes we will be alone and sometimes we emerge like a balloon sometimes we are low but every

Buddy

Buddy short poem

son of an idiot savant his mother could tot a bill faster than any register but he’d tell you that never made her happy laying awake half the night her eyes darting like she was counting motes as they flared

A Distant Wish

A Distant Wish short poem

As I glance through the window pane, the brightness of the sky catches my eye. The crescent moon and the twinkling of the stars near by , brings a smile on my face as they pass by with a feeling

I Am You

I Am You short poem

Ask yourself, Who am I, Then when you’ve tried effortlessly hard You’ll get a positive reply. Like, I am the last king of the universe, Which is an enormous lie, But you still see it as the truth, Even though

Thank You.

Thank You. long poem

You really truly helped me being there when no-one was, The fact you came to be with me meant such an awful lot, You revived my instability just by being you, Thank you for you time and strength; helping me

Memories

Memories short poem

The house is quiet Now you’ve gone No more music No love song Emptiness rings out loud Where we would dance Without a crowd The house is quiet No more laughter Just memories Gathering dust Shadows that used to be

Shelter

Shelter short poem

Nestled in the long loud smell of your kiss, Which reminds me of the smoke guzzling chimneys of my hometown And the yellow sunlight reflecting off our cemented yard Is the elixir of death, destruction and surprise. The surprise on

Love Sonnet 46

Love Sonnet 46 sonnet poems

My love sent me a song so soft and sweet, Like melody that lulls babies to sleep, Hinting of angels in their dreams to meet, Assured in cradle of a mother’s keep; Like breeze that wafts, each note would float

You Are An Angel Nadia Jamil

You Are An Angel Nadia Jamil short poem

You are a stunning angel in a big bad world of doom-mongers. For all those that want much needed affection, you are always near You walk through hopelessness with your infectious smile While making all those around you, feel cheerful

Feel Yourself Today, Loved Tonight

Feel Yourself Today, Loved Tonight short poem

Whenever your eyes bleeds in tears, come to me without any dread fears. My arms are open and eyes closed, hug me to your heart and feel embraced. When your bleeding tears in my eyes shine your pains that you

Pain

Pain short poem

A hurt soul, tortured mind and cold heart an angry spirit, raging flame of pain and thirst to kill a heart breaking, chaotic lover with burning passion a sane killer taking spirits, hearts and souls putting fear in all that

Luck Was Not With Me Today

Luck Was Not With Me Today short poem

I stepped outside my door and without warning Jack bit my cheek, nose and mouth, so when I chewed upon my tongue lest I swore uncouth words, my teeth bit right through its core. Blue blood flowed and then, and

Again It’s Spring

Again Its Spring short poem

Wake up people it’s time to come out of hibernation and into the realization of that beautiful swing which turns winter into spring. It’s time to stop sinning and start winning and step into a new beginning. Time to clean

My Dream, I Want To See Green

My Dream, I Want To See Green short poem

Every time I breathe, It is like a new world that I meet . I have got so much happiness in my life , That I feel , I am alive . I want everywhere green, And I want to

Still Wondering If I Love You

Still Wondering If I Love You ballad

I used to relate love to flu But after the words “I love You”; I have no more to give you. There’s nothing left to construe; So please don’t feel blue How did we get there? I have no clue.

The Butterfly Stroke

The Butterfly Stroke short poem

A beautiful butterfly sits on my palm, Radiating the brilliance of its colors, Shades unseen, unfathomable… I am so mesmerized; I close my other palm on it to make it my own. I peek through the void created by my

Silence

Silence short poem

Can I kill he asked the sun had just gone down evening promised cool breeze and a light shower to go along love was in the air and he had a gun in his hand Can I kill he asked

Mirage

Mirage short poem

A futurist virginity in black rose was seeking posthumous award for immoral kisses of thorns. Unaware of lethal thighs skipping the lunar landscape at night. Were you going to leap over the mountains curling across the glaciers of white pain?

A Ballad Of A Child And A Rose

A Ballad Of A Child And A Rose ballad

A child plays by a window-pane in his home nigh a floral-land; A dancing rose by a dell caught his eyes with ruddy spell. Like a wind, runs the boy to the lawn, casting toy. Flutters beside some fallen hoes

The Indian Sign

The Indian Sign prose poem

The town is known as Williamsville; It’s just a tiny hamlet, with one small green, on one small street with only seven houses; but long ago was home to Indians, their children, and their spouses. In honor of this peaceful