Most Commented Patriotism Poems (214)

Winter remorseless tames the land of Hellas
Warm breath forms water crystals in cold air
Lung hurts from the agony of respiration
Body shivering from frost and fear
Opening the gates to enter the pantheon.

Elysium for the seekers in silence
Reflection in the dawn of winter
The ancestors tale about the son of Zeus
Flying in the sky in a chariot pulled by swans
To the land beyond the northwinds - Hyperborea.

Darkening breaks in - where are you god of light?
The flickering candles painting demons to the walls.
Consciousness of death - where are you first healer?
Mortal men subordinate to science - a slave of gods.

Educated and domesticated to modern life´s needs
Obedient to twisted constraints of warfare and greed.
No glory for the gutless - the perversion of the powers that be
Collateral damage on individuals innocent and weakened.

Saggitarius - keeper of morals and modest men
Inflame our spirits with music, poetry and chant
Promote our campaign for convergence and agreement
Flood our shores with reason, the jetsam of our hope.

And then our romance was off to a start. you've not only captured my imagination, but you captured my heart. We dined with low lights,soft music, and romance in the air, I languished in your beauty and couldn't help but stare, And then that night, that God sent night, that made you apart of me, and I apart of you! That was the night, our special night;we made love the whole night through, and ever since that day we met by chance.Our love has become a Fairy Tale Romance I became your Knight in Shinning Armour, and you my Lady Fair,and we vowed until the end of forever, our lives together we will share. A moment in time, that could never be, our eyes told a story of romance in that brief glance we may have share a daydream,but we'll never finish the dance.
Click to learn more...I'll never hold your hand or stroke your hair, I'll never be able to whisper how much I care Our worlds are far apart and will not aways be so.and what I secretly feel, you will never know!

I swear politicians learned nothing from the attack on our soil,
That when we are knocked down we get up with a violent recoil.
Now they threaten and play childish games with our wages,
Passing bills around like a actor getting a script in stages.
We are millions who just want to enjoy the tranquil,
Not to have to find out what comes with an independence war sequel.
Forget you're party and remember we are one nation,
So either get on the freedom train or stay still on the station.

My mind grows tired, the cigarette refused to burn
These hard worn hands, wont stop their shaking!!
Thumbling with lighter; now the second time I drop.
My thoughts keeps ticking, 'please just make it stop'
Lost in a strange, unfamiliar, environment
God has forsaken this place
For now i can see
The true meaning of poverty
For the hungry and the homeless
Fill already busy streets
The strong trembling the weak

The profound nonsense,
which is Vietnam of modern today.
The wealthy flaunt their riches
Putting their assets on show
Those who are less fortunate
Servants and human slave
Waiting on tips and opportunities

Greed and corruption, publicly hides,
Sheltered by deep pockets, and egoistic fiends
Culturally unbound and left with imitations
A country living on Foreign Direct Investment or FDIs
Bribery a business and social tool

Where is the love? Why so much lies?
Will I sell my soul or will I survive?
Time will tell; another chapter within my life.

Darling your head is held low darling your chin touches your chest
Honey this head was once held high, a helmet upon it I thought I could reach the sky
Darling your eyes seem cold and distant darling those eyes I've never know
Honey these eyes have seen battle honey these eyes have seen many men die
Darling your ears why must you shield them. You cover them most of the time
Honey these ears have heard the screams no man should give honey ears they remember what it was like at the front of the line
Darling your mouth it's thin and it quivers, darling you you wake up screaming at night
Honey I know what the truth is but I must keep it inside. Honey I wake shouting for my men to retreat, to back away from the land mines
Darling your back it stoops over darling your shoulders sag
Honey my back carried many men from both side darling these shoulder carry the guilt of a war 
Darling your hands they shake and tremble, why do you hide and wipe your palms
Honey these hands have a rifle. Honey these hands have killed. I try to hide what only I can see, the blood that stains these palms
Darling your feet you stumble and you shuffle, I've never a man walk so
Honey these feet have been to battle, stood beside my men with pride. Honey these feet carried me away from death.
Darling your soul seems weak and weary, darling your soul seems so old
Honey I have been to battle, honey I was in a war. All of the truth was not as I knew it. I carry a battle I'll never forget. Honey I am so lost.
Darling why not put it behind you? You have every right to move on.
Honey I can't put this behind me. It has become part of my soul. I wish I could remember what this body did that was any good
Darling your head is good with plans to get men home safe. Darling your eyes see what's around you keeping many alive. Darling those ears have heard laughter from your men in the foxhole. Darling your mouth holds a strong voice. one that sings your a grand old flag. Darling your back had carried unknown children who wanted to play. Darling your hands remained steady when you salute your flag. Darling your feet were sure and steady when you met your men for the first time. Darling your soul will never forget but you have to let go. Darling your here and that is what matters. You brought many back that should not be alive. You have known war and been to battle but you cannot live in the past. So raise your chin, hold your head high. Salute the flag. Remember the reason why you went to war and why our flag flies.

A new day is coming or should I say it's already here
They've come to take peace from the world until we are living in fear
Hiding behind a mask never showing there face
Here for the glory but they will find disgrace
If you don't go with the flow you have turned
If you play with fire your sure to get burned
The stage has been set for tribulation and despair
They hide their intentions to keep us unaware
Driven by there desire for control feeding on greed
They want us to be In need of the hand that will feed
If you get in there way you will surely bleed
The rage is growing they already planted the seed
Break away as far as you can go
Never look back they will reap what they so
Take a stand, together we can overthrow
Lets put them in their place 6 feet below

Bloodshed and revolution all around,
Our brothers and sisters lay on the battle ground.
Consolation that we have won,
Snatched back the "FREEDOM" that was once gone.
1947,14th night,free from shackles of slavery,
We uprooted the British crown with our bravery.
The dawn of 15th was high with expectations,
An occasion of joy and mixed emotions.

The "Golden Eagle" will again spread its wings,
Flying high ,defying challenges unforeseen.

So many decades have passed by,
The Eagle is still unable to fly.
Bound by shackles of corruption and lawlessness,
The freedom has become worse than that of British days.
Just singing our anthem and saluting the Flag,
Is this the freedom so costly had?
A holiday is what we look for this day,
Our patriotic fervor has long swept away.

Selfish interests and personal goals,
Selling our integrity has become our role.
Economic encroachment all around,
India's purse strings lay on foreign ground.

Still there seems no lurking fear,
Of losing our independence which was so dear.

Rise my fellow citizens on this day,
To salute our martyrs and remember what they say.
Protest against rapid liberalization that might one day,
Convert the independence to a dependence day.

Many will disagree to what I say,
But I hope they will contribute on their way,
To enable the deprived celebrate a happier independence day.
All of us would love our motherland,
Have a strong foothold even in the sand,
Watching others being swept away,
Standing like a rock that has come to stay .

Suggestions are not what is the need,
Actions and hard work must superseded.
So lets take an oath in this very day,
To strive hard towards country's betterment keeping vested interests at bay,
This is my sincere thought for our Independence day.

Bang, bang, You're dead
nothing asked, nothing said
Trigger pulled, it is too late
slamming of an iron gate

Innocent, guilty, no matter what
deafening sound, that final shot
Damage done, no turning back
can't undo with ipecac

No thoughts, just fire away
let us blow it all, this day
Guns, they may not kill
but in our hands, they surely will...

[ This City Is In Siege ]

This city is in siege
The city in the range
is as dangerous a place
as a badge on his shirt
the Sheriff is doing his duty
to wipe out bad guys from ghost town.

Mid-night calm is
as sinister as a dawn
all looking quiet
except the barks of sick dogs.

High noon on the near-by river
looks suicidal in a summer
for youngsters wanting to swim
invited by the still water river grim.

A spring evening
looks full of promise
honey-bees collect pollens
buzzing to fertilize in stems.

In the bar after office-hours
the suspense is scary
No soul in sight
only a bartender for a cigarette
to light up for a brave soul.

The dusty road
is nostalgic for me
where me and my beloved
were there with passionate love.

Dons in this fearsome city
are happy-go-lucky
as a child of innocence
giving an endearing smile.

Alas! The Sheriff looks helpless!
--The End—
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The soldier engulfed in a common confusion,
Torn from green grass, planted in dessert sand,
Grasping at courage, his roots the only anchor,
As terror shakes the ground on which he stands.
Willows weep, though the sky is arid,
Autumn leaves scatter as family trees sway,
Painting the sands of the hour glass crimson,
The soldier shall be planted in green grass again.

Please buy a poppy to remember their sacrifice.