Modern Poetry Reading about Peace

Peace is a delicate flower and we need to protect it together. So what are the modern poems about peace? The following is a modern poem about peace that I recommend to you for your reference.

A modern poem about peace-here we are.

Long-awaited comrade-in-arms

Despite the cold and cool departments

No friends around.

I firmly believe in your motherland.

For your peace.

We plant crops one after another.

Garrison here

In the long wait

We are waiting.

Friendship is a precious fate.

Motherly love is watching for peace.

The sentry stood for a long time.

On that abandoned whistle road

Although very tired

Wildflowers are in full bloom around.

Even if I can't open my heart.

My blood is still warm.

In the long wait

I was born a soldier's strength.

In times of crisis

Everything must be dedicated.

Mother is in a long wait.

Get the center line ready

Enough to resist the cold of our lives.

Light up my way to join the army

She is in that distant village.

guard

Frontier defense of the motherland

Modern Poetry about Peace Part II Smoke and fire graffiti the chest and face of nature.

Live well.

Life and interests

time period

War is like grass in the hands of a commander.

Sow spring and eternal winter.

Star proof:

The tears of stars make thinkers.

Stamp a bloody chapter.

Rain, snow, wine and lanterns

Dress in a suit and tie, wearing a mask to hide her shame, and dancing gracefully.

Or go to the podium and read the burnt words.

Cross-century ad 2000 x month x day

The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently. Butterflies dance, insects sing-

Who is holding a bunch of flowers?

Put it down gently and bow. Whose fingers did the lingering fragrance slip through?

Who can erase the pain of the inscription being eroded and weathered by rain?

An unforgettable memory.

A cloud

A flock of birds flew around the green lakeshore.

The fluttering wings and feathers are shining with beautiful sunshine.

Beautiful eyes and beautiful soul

Look! There are so many beautiful scenery in the quiet countryside.

A modern poem about peace Chapter 3 Tears soaked the wings of pigeons.

a pack of wolves

There is still a continuous snowstorm.

in the dark

Whose conscience is tortured by the light of the coffin?

Black tears fell from the sky.

Beautiful earth

cry/weep bitterly

Because those ignorant demons

May peace fly from my pen and ink.

penetrate

Overlapping darkness

May my tears.