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17 Tupac Shakur
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20 Sarojini Naidu
21 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
22 Muhammad Ali
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27 Ogden Nash
28 Carol Ann Duffy
29 John Donne
30 Edgar Allan Poe
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32 Raymond Carver
33 Nikki Giovanni
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35 Lewis Carroll
36 Spike Milligan
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Famous Short Hero Poems

Famous Short Hero Poems. Short Hero Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Hero short poems

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Hero | Short Famous Poems and Poets

 
by Tupac Shakur

When Ure Hero Falls

when your hero falls from grace
all fairy tales r uncovered
myths exposed and pain magnified
the greatest pain discovered
u taught me 2 be strong
but im confused 2 c u so weak
u said never 2 give up
and it hurts 2 c u welcome defeat

when ure hero falls so do the stars
and so does the perception of tomorrow
without my hero there is only
me alone 2 deal with my sorrow
your heart ceases 2 work
and your soul is not happy at all
what r u expected 2 do
when ure only hero falls


by G K Chesterton

The Last Hero

 WE laid him to rest with tenderness;
Homeward we turned in the twilight’s gold;
We thought in ourselves with dumb distress—
All the story of earth is told.
A beautiful word at the last was said: A great deep heart like the hearts of old Went forth; and the speaker had lost the thread, Or all the story of earth was told.
The dust hung over the pale dry ways Dizzily fired with the twilight’s gold, And a bitter remembrance blew in each face How all the story of earth was told.


by Christopher Marlowe

Hero and Leander

 It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is over-rul'd by fate.
hen two are stript long ere the course begin, We wish that one should lose, the other win; And one especially do we affect Of two gold ingots, like in each respect: The reason no man knows; let it suffice, What we behold is censur'd by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight: Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight.


by George William Russell

Truth

 THE HERO first thought it
To him ’twas a deed:
To those who retaught it,
A chain on their speed.
The fire that we kindled, A beacon by night, When darkness has dwindled Grows pale in the light.
For life has no glory Stays long in one dwelling, And time has no story That’s true twice in telling.
And only the teaching That never was spoken Is worthy thy reaching, The fountain unbroken.


by Phillis Wheatley

To Captain H-----d of the 65th Regiment

 Say, muse divine, can hostile scenes delight
The warrior's bosom in the fields of fight?
Lo! here the christian and the hero join
With mutual grace to form the man divine.
In H-----D see with pleasure and surprise, Where valour kindles, and where virtue lies: Go, hero brave, still grace the post of fame, And add new glories to thine honour'd name, Still to the field, and still to virtue true: Britannia glories in no son like you.


by Dorothy Parker

Song Of One Of The Girls

 Here in my heart I am Helen;
I'm Aspasia and Hero, at least.
I'm Judith, and Jael, and Madame de Stael; I'm Salome, moon of the East.
Here in my soul I am Sappho; Lady Hamilton am I, as well.
In me Recamier vies with Kitty O'Shea, With Dido, and Eve, and poor Nell.
I'm of the glamorous ladies At whose beckoning history shook.
But you are a man, and see only my pan, So I stay at home with a book.


by Walt Whitman

To a Certain Cantatrice

 HERE, take this gift! 
I was reserving it for some hero, speaker, or General, 
One who should serve the good old cause, the great Idea, the progress and freedom of the
 race; 
Some brave confronter of despots—some daring rebel; 
—But I see that what I was reserving, belongs to you just as much as to any.
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by Robert William Service

The Argument

 Said Jock McBrown to Tam McSmith,
"A little bet I'm game to take on,
That I can scotch this Shakespeare myth
And prove Will just a stoodge for Bacon.
" Said Tam McSmith to Jock McBrown, "Ye gyke, I canna let ye rave on.
See here, I put a shilling down: My betting's on the Bard of Avon.
" Said Jock McBrown to Tam McSmith, "Come on, ye'll pay a braw wee dramlet; Bacon's my bet - the proof herewith .
.
.
He called his greatest hero - HAMlet.
"


by Henrik Ibsen

TO THE SURVIVORS

 NOW they sing the hero loud; -- 
But they sing him in his shroud.
Torch he kindled for his land; On his brow ye set its brand.
Taught by him to wield a glaive; Through his heart the steel ye drave.
Trolls he smote in hard-fought fields; Ye bore him down 'twixt traitor shields.
But the shining spoils he won, These ye treasure as your own.
-- Dim them not, that so the dead Rest appeased his thorn-crowned head.


by Paul Laurence Dunbar

CURTAIN

Villain shows his indiscretion,
Villain's partner makes confession.
Juvenile, with golden tresses,
Finds her pa and dons long dresses.
Scapegrace comes home money-laden,
Hero comforts tearful maiden,
Soubrette marries loyal chappie,
Villain skips, and all are happy.


by William Butler Yeats

The Fool By The Roadside

 (version of The Hero, The Girl And The Fool)

When all works that have
From cradle run to grave
From grave to cradle run instead;
When thoughts that a fool
Has wound upon a spool
Are but loose thread, are but loose thread;

When cradle and spool are past
And I mere shade at last
Coagulate of stuff
Transparent like the wind,
I think that I may find
A faithful love, a faithful love.


by George William Russell

The Pain of Earth

 DOES the earth grow grey with grief
For her hero darling fled?
Though her vales let fall no leaf,
In our hearts her tears are shed.
Still the stars laugh on above: Not to them her grief is said; Mourning for her hero love In our hearts the tears are shed.
We her children mourn for him, Mourn the elder hero dead; In the twilight grey and dim In our hearts the tears are shed.


by Robert William Service

Boxers Wife

 She phoned them when the Round was Eight:
 'How is my Joe?' they heard her say.
They answered: 'Gee! He's going great, Your guy's Okay.
' She phoned them when the Round was Nine: 'How is my hero in the fray?' They yelled: 'He leads; he's doing fine,-- Joe's sure Okay.
' She phoned them when the Round was Ten: 'Is it still Okay with my Joe?' Reluctant came the answer then,-- No Ma'am, KAYO.


by Walt Whitman

Solid Ironical Rolling Orb

 SOLID, ironical, rolling orb! 
Master of all, and matter of fact!—at last I accept your terms; 
Bringing to practical, vulgar tests, of all my ideal dreams, 
And of me, as lover and hero.