Usul Posted August 22, 2002 Share Posted August 22, 2002 The shot rang out from the STV40bullet heading for its targetthe soilder in his death throughsanother job done for the sniperanother life lostanother Nazi death closer to victoryThe great Russian Patriotic war would soon endFeel free to add more I will be adding two more unless I can think of more. BTW the great Russian Patriotic war is what the USSR called WWII. Also a STV40 was a Soviet sniper rifle. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ordos45 Posted August 22, 2002 Share Posted August 22, 2002 Another Poem: Horrors of WarHorrors of War.There are so many.If only I had a penny for every one.I'd be the richest person under the Sun.Horrors of War.The ambush.The blood of the unsuspecting flying.The death of veterans and of kids just arriving.Horrors of War.The invasion.The enemy knows your coming.And then meets you with heavy fire.You cannot win until they tire.Horrors of War.The innocent deaths.They didn't mean to kill the civilians they say.While the enemy shouts yay.The darkness of good has been revealed.The layer of self righteousness has been peeled.So now those innocents are gone?That's just wrong.They never did anything to you.Except maybe throw a shoe.So why is it they are the first to die?Probably because they cannot resist.They are like a harmless cyst.But now the bodies are hidden in the mist.So who really is good and who is bad?Will we ever no without becoming mad?The good can be bad and the bad can be good.Its all part of the Brotherhood.The Brotherhood of War.The bond that all soldiers share,no matter where they are,or what language they speak.There is no right or wrong in war.War has never been pretty.And do not think it will start now.For we have all seen what we are up against.And we shall never crush all terrorists.For they are like cockroaches.Impossible to kill. So look on the bright side.You may not have to kill.Even if strife is now part of life.The battle lines are now blurred.There is no true front line.Civilians and military are hand in hand.Blended together as never before.For the single purpose of war.We must not break down...We must not cry...Most importantly we must not die.We must fight as never before.To end this unending war.Fear may have been planted in our minds.But not in our hearts.Because if it comes down to life or death...We will choose the strife of life.To strive, to seek, and not to yield in this war.Terrorism may meet its end one day.But we shall all be on the mend...As war has no true end.Maybe that is the true horror of war. -----Poem: Fall of a Nation Rated: PG-13I watched it all.From beginning to end.I knew it couldn't last.But I could hope.The buildings bombed.The bullets raining.The mushroom clouds.The slaughter.The rivers of blood.As they ran from the towns.People unable to escape.No matter race, sex, or religion.No place to hide.It ended all in one day.The United States had seen its last sunrise.I don't care what they used to say.Freedom can die.I know because I watched its death throes.----Poem: The HuntersRated: PG-13They came one day.The Hunters.Everything changed.We thought war would come.But it did not.Everything changed.They gained our trust.Then betrayed us.Everything changed.With the screams of a thousand d*mned souls.The Hunters came with starships of flesh.Everything changed.Fighting back made it rain blood.The land was poisoned.Everything changed.We fought them off.We had won.Everything changed.Within months we will all die.The planet is poisoned and so are we.The Hunters didn't change us, they killed us. ----Poem: Runes, Celts, and Dreams Runes, what do they say?I struggle to read them.What are they?A warning from the past?A sign of the future?What is the symbol I continue to see?Celts.A wise and ancient people.Or so I'm told.Why do they appear near the runes?What is being foretold?These things they must make sense.Then I see it.Old stone monoliths.Stonehenge and Easter Island.The Pyramids too.All pointing to what was under my nose.It is too late now though.I stand upon this beach.I failed to save those cities.Engulfed in nuclear flame.Israel is fallen.Forsaken as they came.I was responsible for all this.I was the one who watched all of this in my dreams.I could have prevented it.Or so it seems.Now it is too late.The flames of war are high.Now there are two things to do.To live and to die.(Dreams, so haunting.) ----That's all I can post for now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Usul Posted August 22, 2002 Author Share Posted August 22, 2002 Wow damn good poetry. Anyway another oneThe Panzershreikt whistled towards its targeta British Churchill tankinto the armour it went piercing deeplydetonating in its penitration.The tank swerved of the roadexploded the ammunitionits crew in flames screamingand the Nazi AT team smiled more Ami fools destroyed.AT - Anti TankPanzershreikt - a German AT weapon, a missile launcherAmi - German for the Allies Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IxianMace Posted August 23, 2002 Share Posted August 23, 2002 Abstract poem:The light shone just so bright,in all of its might,the cloud rose up so tall,it could be seen by all.The devastation wrought,new lives people sought,but many just could not,and they sat, and they rot.All in the streets,seeped remains of red meat,the smell of decay,where bodies just lay.Still the fighters swooped low,with each heavy blow,lives torn apart,with ruthless black hearts.The bombs fell and fell,and everyone yelled,"please spare us, please do,we'll even join you."But onwards it went,relentless and bent,the horror unfolds,the stories untold.Into the night,went fires and lights,the lurking tanks,rushing up the banks.Resistance was light,they had no more fight,the moment had come,the war had been won. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
exatreide Posted August 23, 2002 Share Posted August 23, 2002 GladiatorThe silver, the tanThe steel, the sandThe sphereThat glows fromOrange to yellow to orange to redBack againThe fightThe lightFrom fiery bolts that pierce the skyRob the lifeFrom those that were never ready toDieSteel on steelHorse on houndWarriors screaming as they hit the groundBlades unsheathStrikeParryThrustThey don't stopThe bloodThe painThe flames that waneBack againOrange to yellow to orange to redAvert your eyes soldierYour brothers are alreadyDead Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Sadukar Posted August 23, 2002 Share Posted August 23, 2002 The frist lineWe stand our groundready to fightcos' death comes to allWe will never fleefor we fear not deathcos' death comes to allThe enemy chargesBut we fear them notcos' death comes to allThe close combat beginsbut nomatter what we will never fleecos' death comes to allNow we hack and slashbut not for uor livescos' death comes to allNow the battel is wonand our enemies lies deadbut still death comes to allI have made this poem as good as a i can, say what you want, but i like it (more or less) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Usul Posted September 3, 2002 Author Share Posted September 3, 2002 I think this is my best so far.May peace come to us allWarthe eternal strugglewarthe eternal fightcan we ever winor will we turn in flightwill we ever see its endwill it ever stop at all.Will we ever live to seethe tanks stallthe barracks fallthe dictators crawlthe oppressed standing tallsomeone who will bring down the wall?May peace come to us all. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Sadukar Posted September 24, 2002 Share Posted September 24, 2002 This poem is based on a Final Liberation (warhammer 40k game) battel I once forught as the Imperirum against the smelly Orcs.I lay in my trenchwating for the orcsI knew, that they werebigger than metougher than meand that theyoutnumberd my and my freindsThe orcs ran forwardguning wildroaring loudkilling my friendsI heard a loud noiseI looked up fearing to see5 goffs shooting at mebut I saw the goffs running awayI looked back and sawa Baneblade3 Leeman Russ's20 Space Marineand a 100 gaurdsmen.okay I nkow, it's not the best, but I had to write it.Goffs: a clan of orcsBaneblade: a superheavy tank whit 2 battelcannons, 2 lasers and 10 bolters (heavy machineguns)Leeman Russ, a common tank in the Imperial armySpace Marines: the Imperial elite troopsGuardsmen: common inrantry. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sneakgab Posted October 16, 2002 Share Posted October 16, 2002 Here are a few mini poems, I am considering binding them into one long poem based on the W.U.N.F whom I may have written a little about so far in the story ''the legend of the three heroes:Jeep:A vehicle over the hillThrough the treesA vehicle here to killThe gunner shooting all he seesMSG: (Mobile shadow Generator)Shadow of night, shadow for the plightA sanctuary of night to fight the dark heartedN.V.G trooper {night vision goggles}:A night so dark as to be black pure as coal, some will see where some will not for that is their goalscout:To bring the light, his goal accomplished with that which grant’s him eagle like sightmortar team:Hear the whistle, it is the music of death,Here he comes, still playing his musicYou won’t be able to hear anything soon, so you may as well enjoy itSniper:Death rides on narrow wings, those who send him see him through a glass… Of all things it reaps death like a mower to grass(Just a few of my mini poems.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sneakgab Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 ...hmmm... this thread isn't really a common visiting spot for most of the forumers is it?Well, if someone wishes I will post some more of my short poems Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Inoculator9 Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 Tenyson:Storm'd at with shot and shell,boldly they rode and well,into the jaws of death,into the mouth of hell. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sneakgab Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 I never knew Tenyson wrote that... didn't somebody else write that? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Inoculator9 Posted October 20, 2002 Share Posted October 20, 2002 It was Tenyson. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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