Best Heroism Poems

Saddam Hussein has outlived all adjectives,
A demagogue, an anti-Christ, a dictator
Was he the hero larger-than-life images
A tyrant, Baghdad butcher, a monster.

Raising one’s voice against him will result in,
One’s daughter raped before his own eyes
Even they can lead a Kurdish woman
To sell her body to feed...

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For the contest

Sober were the waves, that broke before the shore
The sky had turned a solemn gray
Like it never had before
There, no seagulls walked the sand
No cries from birds above
All marooned upon that beach
Were desperate for Gods love
They stood there in a line
That seem to...

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They asked the old soldier to talk about his heroism…
explain that medal on his chest.
“It wasn’t that I was brave.” he said,
“just a little less frightened than the rest.”...

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There is no heroism in war
no glory in its glorification
nor beauty in its brutality.

There are no heroes in war
only soldiers entrenched
in bonded brotherhood.

There is only life and death
amid the screams of
living and dying


8/12/2017

submitted to – JPContest 6 – WAR AND HEROISM – Poetry Contest...

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Flying high into the sky, 
I see you are sincere, kindhearted, 
fascinating and interesting…

How it really was when it mattered,
what was a long, long summer day, that
you brought history to our front door…

You could get your teeth into that juicy story,
 of remembrance, that was...

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Heroes and cowards share one thing in common.
Both Are Very Afraid.
Neither wants to do what needs to be done,
but the hero does it anyway....

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Heroism



Would you run into a fire,
Earning a responder's ire?
Or jump into a swollen river
Just to give a sliver

Of a chance,
For further life and romance,
To a person drowning here,
All alone, full of fear?

Have you ever risked your neck
To rescue from a flaming wreck,
Someone that would surely...

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Heroism Dream

They have forgotten the athletes.
Heroically, I run to grab
as much of the vaccine as I can find.
I dash through the tunnel 
to where they are about to board the bus.

But I must return to make an appearence
at the dinner party
and I forget the needles.
You...

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Cowardice and Heroism,
both share one thing in common.
The coward and the hero are both very much afraid.
Neither wants to do what needs to be done,
but the hero just happens to do it anyway....

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Some do it for recognition;
Some do it without hesitation.
Anybody can serve,
one does not need to have power.
Sometimes, the rats even have more nerve 
where the tigers cower.

Bitesize Poem no53 Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier...

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Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with  no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from their sempiternal dreams of a free land. 

Their bare weapon was their incessant patriotism integrated  under a sensitise unique...

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The Mexican midsummer sun
beamed down mercilessly, vertically,
so that men's heads and shoulders glowed
but their faces, and every human expression,
disappeared, dark and intense in the radiant noon,
and their bodies were illuminated 
only for a moment at a time
with the pounding of arms and legs.
From almost as...

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Because Her Heart Is Tender, for Beth
by Michael R. Burch
 
She scrawled soft words in soap: “Never Forget”
dove-white on her car’s window (though the wren,
because its heart is tender, might regret
it called the sun to wake her). As I slept,
she heard lost names recounted, one...

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Intrepid damsel,
a heroine unsung.
A willing martyr
with courage
unrivalled.
Unransomed captive
with a ransom
infinite.
She gladly faces
death with eternity
in view.
Like her lover before her,
she chooses to be
a sacrificial lamb
to the slaughter.
Leah Sharibu,
the heroine unsung.
She that chooses to mortify
her passions
for timeless paradise.
Hardly daunted by
Kalashnikovs and
thunderous explosives,
she inherits a world
deemed abstract by
unfaithful...

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He called your nation a 'fiction'
wishing you chaos and pain.
Like a savage grizzly intent on
your utter destruction. 

He thought, so naively, that
you  will buckle under his missiles' rain
triggering a new biblical exodus.
with a leader weak and tenuous
playing the NATO blame game,
harboring ambition of Soviet...

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