Mass Grave Poems - Poems about Mass Grave

...Mauve sweetheart of mountains your petals pulse twilight and scatter small stars amongst scars, whilst wars rage on the world's dark stage and the stage disintegrates, becomes a mass grave......Read the rest...

...a tomb you say domed and grand and cherubin temerity a mass grave of all of us but who still creeps around upstairs ......Read the rest...

...I placed my head between my knees to have a good look at the trees beneath me; I held it there for some time and found that nature was divine. I saw the seeds springing from the earth and an army ......Read the rest...

...I watched the shadows move and the curtain rise, and the moon suddenly appear from underneath the star lit skies, the clouds drift slowly and fade in the dark, and a bright light suddenly appeared ou......Read the rest...

... I knew it was you all along, trying to compose a different song, I knew you were standing in the line when the bullets explode into the sky Everyone had to run for cover and hold onto what they......Read the rest...

...So much treachery in Gaza, I've lost sight of my own empathy for Hamas's victims, and the tears I shed when I first heard the news. October 7th is now an ocean away from my memory, filled with horr......Read the rest...

...I am still trying to process this thing, where on earth have you been? I am still trying to process this thing; you have paid double for your sins. You have gotten all the clues on how to fit a brand......Read the rest...

...Sauntering into the pub from out of the fog the varnished wood paneling on the walls reflecting the amber light from the Edison bulbs in their Art Deco fixtures hanging overhead the air scented w......Read the rest...

...Gene futility How can we look at a child and kill it, by using “it” we have distanced ourselves from the child they are no longer unique, but just an expendable extension of us. The intense lo......Read the rest...

...In the heart of a war-torn country, A mass grave awaits to be filled. Piled high, the riddled cadavers, Of the many citizens killed. Their unrecognizable remains, Haunts those assigned to the......Read the rest...

...On May 1, 1865, Charleston, South Carolina, Freed African Americans held a parade of 10,000 In honor of 257 dead Union soldiers, whose remains they had reburied from a mass grave in a Confeder......Read the rest...

...Some summer night The summer night is hot you can see the flames of hell, acrid smoke and soot through the open window. In the interior of the house, a primal scream two wriggling bodies tr......Read the rest...

...Letter to My Wife by Miklos Radnoti translated by Michael R. Burch A poem written during the Holocaust in Lager Heidenau, in the mountains above Zagubica, August-September, 1944 Deep down in ......Read the rest...

...Postcard 1 by Miklós Radnóti written August 30, 1944 translated by Michael R. Burch Out of Bulgaria, the great wild roar of the artillery thunders, resounds on the mountain ridges, rebounds, ......Read the rest...

... “Fire” alarm sirens are going off [the audible radar] stealth silently Those living deaf can’t receive the incoming Death warning Sky chariots on the roil warpath are thunderclap r......Read the rest...