Poems About: HERO
Poems on / about :
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217.Hero or villain...
We only need to do,
Do our jobs properly.
None of us can say,
Who would be hero? read more »kafil uddin raihan.
218.The Battle Field Of Life
Many have been wounded on the
battlefield of life. Wounded, in
their homes, streets and back
alleys of social interaction. read more »(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
219.The Hero Entering The Beast's Lair
Standing outside the door,
the hero hears the sound of a monstrous creature taking massive breaths.
in white robes, read more »Jon McIntosh
220.When your hero falls
when your hero falls from grace, all fairytales are uncovered myths exposed. pain magnified and the greatest pain discovered.
you taught me to be strong, but im so confused to see you so weak.
you said, never to give up and it hurts to see you welcome defeat. read more »Mariah Smith
221.I Call Him A Hero
He who's rich yet not proud,
He who's humble yet not easily swayed by the crowd,
He who's influential yet dislikes corruption and fraud,
He who's powerful yet doesn't boss around, read more »Comfort Ndlovu
222.An American Hero
Robert Portella is a cherished hero
Everyone certainly agrees
He is a New York firefighter
And takes his job very seriously read more »Marilyn Lott
223.My Hero Is Gone
The pride of Africa
You are the greatest gift to mankind
History is incomplete without you read more »Ezekiel Igbodo
224.Where Is The Passion? Where Is The Fight?
Where is the passion?
Where is the fight?
You once had a fire that
burned bright through the night read more »Argentine Tango
225.The fallen Hero
let no wind blown the dusk of the morning
breeze, the light of the early moist touches
the falling tears of every chick read more »Antonio Liao
226.The Tear Drops Of Hero's
the tears were spilled by many, for it was a stormy april day, the soilder weeped as the rain has come, their muddy uniforms were clear with sorrow, their onimous tears droped with thundering views of horrible lives, the dead had come to be buried while the survivors darkened souls shake in their roots, the drops are from thy faces not the rain, so as the dead are being lowered in the ground, the soilders bowed for the fallen in spontanoius fashion, so the throbbing vein of sadness finally popped as a great man read more »Timothy Long
227.All The Heroes
Consciousness the verve of a blue sky
the dirge of your silence
Time descends like a waning moon read more »Joseph Narusiewicz
228.The Tear Drops of Hero's 2
I can hear them falling from miles away, The tears were spilled by many, For it was a stormy April day, The soldiers weeped as the rain has come, Their muddy uniforms were clear with sorrow, read more »Timothy Long