Poems About: HOLOCAUST

In this page, poems on / about “holocaust” are listed.

  • 337.
    failures

    FAILURES


    Failures breathe and vivify, read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 338.
    ANN YET SMILES

    Ann wept and shed tears
    When the burst of Guns overhead
    Trembled her heart and soul
    But her papa, mama raised hands read more »

    Vadakkumpurath Ramesan
  • 339.
    She Just Doesn't Care

    My dogs fight in a box car of make believe children;
    They nock them down like weather-beaten bowling pins;
    What am I doing in this city,
    With the river so near but not fearful; and yet the correct read more »

    Bret R. Crabrooke
  • 340.
    It’s Not St. Patty’s Day

    Bring out the green beer,
    Let’s go to the pub that draws us so near,
    Where we can have corned beef and cabbage,
    And sing the Unicorn Song, read more »

    Joe Rosochacki
  • 341.
    Would you have Me smile?

    Would you have Me smile?

    (inspired by a report seeking to
    'debunk the 'black myth' of the Inquisition'.) read more »

    Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer
  • 342.
    neda's voice

    Barbarians who murdered Neda
    are standing by the lethal letter
    of Islamic law in Teheran,
    where ayatollahs choose to ban read more »

    gershon hepner
  • 343.
    Doctrine of Humanity

    A barrel of cyanide inside our mind
    all Utopian dreams died long behind
    feeding slowly and a decaying thought
    screaming inside as every skull is shot read more »

    XOR 999
  • 344.
    Terror in Mumbai

    27 November 2008,
    The count so far is 101 dead
    And 287 injured. read more »

    Daniel Trevelyn Joseph
  • 345.
    I Am

    I am now and then.
    I am your enemy and your friend.
    I am your alpha and your omega,
    your beginning and your end. read more »

    Phillip Mobley
  • 346.
    Further Away

    I am in the right place for another glass,
    And perhaps I will never write another poem tonight,
    As today I have to explain to Antonio that there is no more
    Work right now, for the horses are hungry read more »

    Bret R. Crabrooke
  • 347.
    I am suffering from insomnia

    I am suffering from insomnia


    I spend sleepless nights. read more »

    Shafiqul Islam
  • 348.
    Victory will be surely theirs

    Victory will be surely theirs.
    Without victory they will never get back
    their lost homes. read more »

    Shafiqul Islam
[Hata Bildir]