The army isn't just service; it's a test of strength, a test of character, and an opportunity to make true friends. These poems are dedicated to those who serve their country and who stand guard over peace and tranquility. They speak of courage, loyalty, camaraderie, and the difficult everyday life that forges the spirit and shapes the individual. They reflect homesickness, pride in one's country, and the hope for a happy return.
First line
Our army is strong, it protects us. Planes rush through the sky, ships roll across the sea. Tanks, cannons, machine guns – soldiers protect us. Let us love our Motherland and, like our fathers, serve it!
Border patrol
Far from home, in the quiet of the fields, a vigil stands, like guardians of their native land. Under the starry sky, in the twilight of the alleys, they do not sleep, true to their destiny. Their faces are young, but in their eyes there is fire, a readiness for service, for heroism, for struggle. They maintain peace, knowing no laziness, and know the value of their homeland. And the wind whispers to them its words, of home, of love, of a peaceful life. But duty calls, and their service is sacred; they are entrusted with the safety of all of Russia.
Dismissal
Two days of freedom, a long-awaited moment, in my native land, where they wait and love deeply. Forgotten are the weekdays, the strict schedule, the shouting, only happiness in the heart, joy in abundance. But time flies quickly, like water, and back to the unit, to service, to the ranks, to duty. And in memory only a moment will remain, a short but long leave.
Soldier's song
A guitar softly rings by the fire, A soldier's song echoes through the night. It's sad about home, about a girl, about love, And the heart yearns, and reaches for the sky. Far from loved ones, far from warmth, We serve, We protect the Motherland. But our faith in the best hasn't failed us, And together we compose a song of hope. And even though the road is difficult and long, We will stand together, we will be strong. After all, strength is in unity, in friendship, in love, And in the memory of home, of our native land.
On the parade ground
Under the scorching sun, on the dusty parade ground, steps beat out a precise, even rhythm. Drills, marches, standing in formation, sweat on temples, and fatigue is visible. But in every movement there is strength and poise, in every soldier there is pride and honor. They are ready to defend the Motherland, and fulfill their duty, knowing no hardship.
Letter home
I hold a letter in my hands, cherished lines, from my mother, from my sister, from my beloved. They contain warmth, care, anxiety, and faith that I will return happy. I read again, again and again, inhaling the scent of home, my beloved. And hope flares up in my heart again, that we will meet soon, and that all will be well. And even though the service is difficult and distant, a letter is like a ray of light in the darkness. It will warm the soul, relieve melancholy, and give me the strength to move forward, towards my dream.
Night shift
In the silence of the night, I stand guard, guarding the sleep of my hometown. In the distance, stars twinkle like lights, and the wind whispers endless tales. But I do not sleep, I am vigilant and strict, for I bear responsibility, I am at peace. And in my heart there is loyalty, and in my soul there is delight, that I am a soldier, and I am a hero of the Motherland.
In training
Here, the spirit and body are tempered, Here they teach us to be strong and courageous. Training is a school of life, of courage, Here everyone becomes mature. Running, shooting, hand-to-hand combat, Overcoming difficulties and pain. But we will endure, we will become ourselves, And we will serve Russia with love and will. And even if fatigue sometimes weighs us down, We know that this is only temporary. After all, service and flight await us, And pride for the Motherland, and faithful hands.
Divorce
A farewell glance, a handshake, And once again we set off on our journey, in different directions. The service is over, the test passed, And new horizons are visible ahead.
We remember and honor
In eternal memory are the fallen heroes, defenders of the Motherland, brave sons. Their feat is immortal, their names are sacred, their sacrifice will not be forgotten for a single day. We remember their courage, their loyalty, their honor, and will be worthy of their glorious victories. And we will preserve the peace they gave us, and we will protect the Motherland, as our grandfather bequeathed. And let mournful music sound in the silence, we bow our heads in deep sorrow. For they gave their lives for us, for peace, for the country, and their feat will forever shine in our hearts.
Meeting the dawn
Dawn breaks over the horizon, A new day is born, full of hope. The sun's rays caress the fields, And a bright tremor awakens in our hearts. We greet the dawn as a symbol of life, As a promise of peace and goodness. And we believe that all will be well, And that our Motherland will be strong.
Comrade
Together we've been through fire and water, Together we've shared joy and sorrow. A comrade is more than just a word, It's brotherhood, loyalty, and support in battle. He's always there, in difficult times, He'll lend a shoulder, help, understand. And together we will stand firm, storms won't break us, And together we will achieve victory. And even though the years fly by and life changes, Our friendship will remain forever. After all, a comrade is a treasure that cannot be measured, And a gift sent to us from heaven.
Last Stand
Far from home, in the heat of battle, he fell a hero, loving his homeland. His last battle, his last breath, a moment, and his life ended before the day. But his heroic deed will live forever, in the hearts of his people, in the memory of his country. He gave his life for peace, for freedom, and became a symbol of courage and honor.
Return
Back home, in the arms of my family, I see the faces of my loved ones and friends again. My service is over, all the suffering is behind me, and happy, bright days lie ahead. I am grateful to fate for everything, for the experience, for the friendship, for the strengthening of my soul. And I will always remember my service, and I will be proud of my country, Russia. And let the trace of those days spent in the army remain in my soul. I have returned home, I have returned to life, and I will love my homeland as before, and even more.
Oath
I swear to serve Russia faithfully and truly, to defend its land and its people. To be courageous, bold, and brave, and to fulfill my duty without fear. I swear to be faithful to my comrade in battle, to support him in difficult times. And to remember that strength lies in unity, in friendship, and that together we will stand firm, win, and be happy.