Heroic Poems
#heroic
Heroic poems, bold and dramatic poetry about a hero or heroine, brave and determined. Heroic poetry and stories with characters we can admire.
cabcool
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 1:57am
22nd Oct 2024 1:57am
October Poems 2024 >> curtain call
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
DAY 21
curtain call
are you your own damn hero?
blow your horn!
his magnitude is zero,
whose the scorn
of lesser earthbound creatures,
who from toil
erect life’s grandest features
from mere soil.
is wealth your gloomy terror?
nuisance!
it is a fiscal error
to advance
your borrowed, transient substance
in the face
of bigotted reluctance
to embrace
naught of the vacant posture
of the lean. ...
DAY 21
curtain call
are you your own damn hero?
blow your horn!
his magnitude is zero,
whose the scorn
of lesser earthbound creatures,
who from toil
erect life’s grandest features
from mere soil.
is wealth your gloomy terror?
nuisance!
it is a fiscal error
to advance
your borrowed, transient substance
in the face
of bigotted reluctance
to embrace
naught of the vacant posture
of the lean. ...
#birthday
#courage
#heroic
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
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oskar
Poem Published
18th Oct 2024 8:13pm
18th Oct 2024 8:13pm
the sad vicar
the sad vicar
The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong
He lost faith years ago praying in churches, asking
to be released from his throbbing masculinity
which left him affairs with female parishioners
past their first youth, but with adult feelings about
sexuality hidden in a black dress of widows
God had left him, he blamed himself especially now
that he was no longer young his discreet advances
were no longer...
The vicar walks in front of the funeral procession
appears a bit wobbly, perhaps due to elderliness
eyes are watery, and the smell of lotion is too strong
He lost faith years ago praying in churches, asking
to be released from his throbbing masculinity
which left him affairs with female parishioners
past their first youth, but with adult feelings about
sexuality hidden in a black dress of widows
God had left him, he blamed himself especially now
that he was no longer young his discreet advances
were no longer...
#BestFriend
#children
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 11:34pm
16th Oct 2024 11:34pm
COUNTERWEIGHT OFF THE TAIL ME BOYS (Fri., 10-11-2024; Palm Springs, California)
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
just counterweight
off
the tail
or in other
words
to put it
more simply
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
counterweight
off
the
t
a
i
l
for i m afraid
there may not be
much
left of me
afterwards
here tonight
beyond
the resonant echo s
widely spreading...
off
the tail
me boys
just counterweight
off
the tail
or in other
words
to put it
more simply
just counterweight
off
the tail
me boys
counterweight
off
the
t
a
i
l
for i m afraid
there may not be
much
left of me
afterwards
here tonight
beyond
the resonant echo s
widely spreading...
#courage
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#heroic
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 10:05pm
8th Sep 2024 10:05pm
An Endless Oblivion With You
excite me
ignite me
lets get hectic
lost in
everything
soak the sheets
with the friction
of our skin
this oblivion
will be
endless
a loss of control
that was always
dreamed of
reality
is more
breathless
heart pounding
beautiful
ignite me
lets get hectic
lost in
everything
soak the sheets
with the friction
of our skin
this oblivion
will be
endless
a loss of control
that was always
dreamed of
reality
is more
breathless
heart pounding
beautiful
#heroic
#love
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UbiquitousVoid
Poem Published
7th Sep 2024 2:49am
7th Sep 2024 2:49am
STAY WITH US
Lone pariah of the heart in knots
Into darkness, slipping
Faced with dismissal, dismal thoughts
For acceptance, gripping
Beyond the shadows in your soul
There is so much more to extol
Crumble apart, there is no rush
I'll be there to pick the pieces up
So you've held out through the storm for answers
And you're tired of all of life's meanders
Then would you reach out before you bleed out?
Don't you face the world with pained expression
Don't you lose your goal on first impression
Or would you bleed out...
Into darkness, slipping
Faced with dismissal, dismal thoughts
For acceptance, gripping
Beyond the shadows in your soul
There is so much more to extol
Crumble apart, there is no rush
I'll be there to pick the pieces up
So you've held out through the storm for answers
And you're tired of all of life's meanders
Then would you reach out before you bleed out?
Don't you face the world with pained expression
Don't you lose your goal on first impression
Or would you bleed out...
#courage
#forgiveness
#heroic
#soldiers
#TimeHeals
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Nil
Nolan
Nolan
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 5:44am
5th Sep 2024 5:44am
Christmas.
We used to dance.
With each other.
When there was noone there.
Singing nothings to each other.
In whispered jokes.
And, know me nots.
You told me it.
Didnt matter.
How I looked.
Just had to.
Move to the beat.
Comes up sometimes when.
I'm lonely.
Mom.
Like some old Motown Song.
Dull hum on a record player.
The tube television.
Static and syndication
And I don't wanna know.
If it was a dream.
Or not.
Cause, I"m still there I hope.
Dancing til I'm...
With each other.
When there was noone there.
Singing nothings to each other.
In whispered jokes.
And, know me nots.
You told me it.
Didnt matter.
How I looked.
Just had to.
Move to the beat.
Comes up sometimes when.
I'm lonely.
Mom.
Like some old Motown Song.
Dull hum on a record player.
The tube television.
Static and syndication
And I don't wanna know.
If it was a dream.
Or not.
Cause, I"m still there I hope.
Dancing til I'm...
#BestFriend
#children
#heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
21st Aug 2024 10:51am
21st Aug 2024 10:51am
the typewriter
The Typewriter
When a boy, the world appears near
climbing over fences, no need to open a gate
Across our house, a grey building, a school
for those who wanted to be welders or
architects or some other trade.
The caretaker had many keys, we thought
he was the boss, wore a yellow coat
and walked with dignity
He shouted at us kids to show who
tough he was, but most of the time
he let us play in the schoolyard
in a ditch, a trapped cat. we lowered
a bucket down for the moggy to jump into
but it was not willing, the...
When a boy, the world appears near
climbing over fences, no need to open a gate
Across our house, a grey building, a school
for those who wanted to be welders or
architects or some other trade.
The caretaker had many keys, we thought
he was the boss, wore a yellow coat
and walked with dignity
He shouted at us kids to show who
tough he was, but most of the time
he let us play in the schoolyard
in a ditch, a trapped cat. we lowered
a bucket down for the moggy to jump into
but it was not willing, the...
#dark
#happiness
#heroic
#honesty
#hypocrisy
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 6:54pm
2nd Aug 2024 6:54pm
the Moscovitch
The Moscovitch Automobile
In the fifties, few people in Norway had cars
then, after a deal with the then, Soviet Union
we received thousands of small cheap cars
from Russia, which enabled, so was the idea
that the workers also could afford a car.
I had an uncle who worked for a brewer
bought one, but it was ugly, draughty, and basic
all cars imported had the same color gray
One can say it was Russia that brought
a cheap, mass-produced car to Norway
and not Germany.
In the interweaving years, we had a good ...
In the fifties, few people in Norway had cars
then, after a deal with the then, Soviet Union
we received thousands of small cheap cars
from Russia, which enabled, so was the idea
that the workers also could afford a car.
I had an uncle who worked for a brewer
bought one, but it was ugly, draughty, and basic
all cars imported had the same color gray
One can say it was Russia that brought
a cheap, mass-produced car to Norway
and not Germany.
In the interweaving years, we had a good ...
#BestFriend
#children
#friendship
#heroic
#humankind
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Madcinder
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 5:08pm
21st Jul 2024 5:08pm
Long Time Of Suffering
There's not enough time in the day.
To help all the ones I want to save.
And every time I turn away.
Someone else is caught in the wave.
Though I try so hard so long.
I may never see an end.
But what else is right and wrong.
Than what hurts or helps my friend.
I will not surrender.
I will never give in.
All the troubles of this world.
Yet I know I shall win.
I will be there.
No matter how far.
Worry not, I know just where you are.
I will be there.
No matter how long.
Stand up straight when...
To help all the ones I want to save.
And every time I turn away.
Someone else is caught in the wave.
Though I try so hard so long.
I may never see an end.
But what else is right and wrong.
Than what hurts or helps my friend.
I will not surrender.
I will never give in.
All the troubles of this world.
Yet I know I shall win.
I will be there.
No matter how far.
Worry not, I know just where you are.
I will be there.
No matter how long.
Stand up straight when...
#courage
#heroic
#lyrics #strength
#lyrics #strength
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cabcool
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 5:00am
21st Jul 2024 5:00am
realities
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must
not demean life by standing in awe of death.”—David Sarnoff
let me not to the marriage of pipe dreams
devote myself,
nor think life, broken, blooms best, disarrayed
upon the shelf.
what if the trivialities o’er which
much ado reigns
discolour all my yearning with their God-
forsaken stains?
how shall i mend the breach when, fallen blind,
the needle’s eye
through whose lens i must find a better way
to live or die?
presumptuous thoughts no...
not demean life by standing in awe of death.”—David Sarnoff
let me not to the marriage of pipe dreams
devote myself,
nor think life, broken, blooms best, disarrayed
upon the shelf.
what if the trivialities o’er which
much ado reigns
discolour all my yearning with their God-
forsaken stains?
how shall i mend the breach when, fallen blind,
the needle’s eye
through whose lens i must find a better way
to live or die?
presumptuous thoughts no...
#courage
#heroic
#inspirational
#LifeStruggles
#strength
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Lamjhnsn1
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 8:46pm
18th Jul 2024 8:46pm
Black Ale
I love your natal skin;
So rich, I drink you in.
You're poured liquid black, but a solidified creamy brown;
You feel so good going down
I just bask in your detail,
You're intoxicating,
Black Ale.
Some call you bitter, I've heard some say tart,
I though, understand your complexities, so to me, I'll say you're art.
You taste of citrus, pine, & of strong caramel.
I sip you slowly, to keep the effects minimal.
But, your powers are more, than your body can entail,
My intoxicating,
Black Ale.
...
So rich, I drink you in.
You're poured liquid black, but a solidified creamy brown;
You feel so good going down
I just bask in your detail,
You're intoxicating,
Black Ale.
Some call you bitter, I've heard some say tart,
I though, understand your complexities, so to me, I'll say you're art.
You taste of citrus, pine, & of strong caramel.
I sip you slowly, to keep the effects minimal.
But, your powers are more, than your body can entail,
My intoxicating,
Black Ale.
...
#dark
#heroic
#kindness
#strength
#wisdom
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jul 2024 9:42pm
10th Jul 2024 9:42pm
Two Sides To Everyone
Yesterday I was in the laundromat washing & drying my clothes
This suspicious looking asshole comes in and starts asking people if they want "some"
Everyone was minding their own business, doing their thing
I saw one guy ask what "some" meant
The guy said, "Some, u know like Heroin, Cocaine, Ecstasy, shit like that!"
The guy stuttered and said, "nanananooo thanks"
This muthafucker now was approaching me
He came up to me and said, "Bro I know you were listening, you want some stuff?"
I said go fuck...
This suspicious looking asshole comes in and starts asking people if they want "some"
Everyone was minding their own business, doing their thing
I saw one guy ask what "some" meant
The guy said, "Some, u know like Heroin, Cocaine, Ecstasy, shit like that!"
The guy stuttered and said, "nanananooo thanks"
This muthafucker now was approaching me
He came up to me and said, "Bro I know you were listening, you want some stuff?"
I said go fuck...
#conflict
#DomesticViolence
#drugs
#heroic
#violence
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