Guns Poems - Poems about Guns

ONE SHOULD NOT MAKE PLANS FOR TOMORROW, LIFE IS UNPREDICTABLE, THE UNEXPECTED CAN HAPPEN IN A SPLIT SECOND. “QUOTE BY POET” I woke up to...Read the rest...

Berms rise high to the left and right, they’ve created a wide gully, another berm squares off the back, so no stray rounds ever get free. There’s a metal spinner back there, sits just short of two hundred yards, I squeeze...Read the rest...

January twenty first, 2024 the above thugs burst.' Into a shop in Wallsal town, two with axes smashing Windows to the ground' then six of them stormed into this Store, a multicultural vist.? I will add no more.'...Read the rest...

15 guns, And what do you get? Not much older, And always in debt. No sainthood with Peter, That won't do! ...Read the rest...

I once had this idyllic picture of children…in school…learning with their mates or outside playing together…running, jumping, laughing…riding on roller skates. But that idyllic picture has changed…it’s not so idyllic anymore…. as we’re faced with another school shooting…and...Read the rest...

Magellan proves right The world can be conquered through Gold, guns and glory....Read the rest...

Finger on the trigger Hands on the roses Hands on the gun spewing Deathly lead Blood spilled and splashed In crimson The life is gone. One smoking gun One wreath of roses Death provoking Death calming A rosette of death and Peace in a duet. (Written...Read the rest...

It was 1986 I was setting in after giving birth to my first son after wearing wires pregnant for the FBI buying large amounts of weapons ammunition boxes the dealer loaded hand grenades silencers scopes gun...Read the rest...

Parades police tape Shots fired active shooter Nearby children play ...Read the rest...

A gut punch - gone forever Life will never be the same Hers, lost to a stray bullet Phew, a frightful dream...Read the rest...

Gun addicts sad and looking glum No lives were lost to guns today...Read the rest...

There is an innocence…a purity our children possess…which I suspect we, the parents, do our best to nurture and protect We strive to preserve their innocence…anyway we can…anyhow for as long as the Gods we believe in…or destiny...Read the rest...

Toys in the bloody Dirty and occupied streets Children are screaming. Babies are cold dead B 1 Planes are bombarding Poor dead civilians! Bloody streets It is Hell on Earth No Heaven. Human beings Are cruel and sinful Genocide! No Justice No peace on poor Earth And no love. Dead...Read the rest...

Blazing guns have a way with the weight of words, when you're caught in between green fields of summer and thorns, Much of the soul follows the whispering wind, Winter warns the wishing well, Do not, let these petals melt,...Read the rest...

Imagine owning a gun and you are doing it for fun only for it to bring you harm you become its casualty or end up serving a penalty while it becomes your reality Destruction is a language they speak fed...Read the rest...