Daredevil Poems - Poems about Daredevil

When ’43’ comes around take it by leaps and bounds Don’t hide from it underground ~ every night, out on the town ...

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Stranded in war torn Sudan, Dreading yet another dawn. In Wadi Sayyidna town, Hopelessness was weighing down. Men and women, young and old, Watched the civil war unfold. Homeless, desperate, full of fear, Longing for their near and dear. Then on 27th April night, A C-130J took flight. Manned by pilots skilled and brave, Tasked to rescue and...

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He defies gravity He defies energy He defies the atmosphere He defies normalcy He defies trickery He defies natural disasters And now for his next trip. Oops….....

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Like many comrades and councilors of Moon Knight, Daredevil, Matt Murdock, was in fight and might, bright; Reservoir of Herculean power and strength, He could lift thousands of pounds and punch any length...! Gymnast! Acrobat! Olympic muscle tissues! He could suffuse or transfuse perilous issues. Power, born of self-will experimentation, Fused in him mercurial mobilization...! Rat or cat or elephant like sharp hearing...

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His power comes to height during the night For in darkness, he glows bright like Moon Knight Though fierce light took away his sense of sight His reflexes could sense beyond their might His legend came to life by misfortune The loss of his sight came to fruition He is blind but can see better...

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The teacher was irritated, using her angry voice. He yelled at me and hurt a kindergartener. She wanted me to do this that and the other. Things I never do as the counselor. I am not punitive, and do not discipline anyone. I try to discover where the pain is coming from. He is a delight. Knows much more than any...

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fearless thrill seeker broken bones never stop him the new Jackie Chan Date written: 01/26/2021...

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It was a cold dark night, with a hint of rain in the air The sparkles of light, carried by running drops from everywhere Looking like a city within a park A stunning sight in the dark A slight breeze whispers through the trees As I walk slightly splashing the puddles Leaving behind base like ripples I slightly hear a sweet voice...

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I thought to cross the busy lane but cobblestones cause foot pain As I chance upon a rushing stream her current whispers, 'Don't dare dream' When fragrance beckons from the rose angry bees buzz 'round my nose... While softly falls the swirling snow Might I fall? Who would know? --- And...

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Daredevil by Michael R. Burch There are days that I believe (and nights that I deny) love is not mutilation. Daredevil, dry your eyes. There are tightropes leaps bereave: taut wires strumming high brief songs, infatuations. Daredevil, dry your eyes. There were cannon shots’ soirees, hearts barricaded, wise . . . and then . . . annihilation. Daredevil, dry your eyes. There were nights our hearts conceived untruths reborn as...

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Kin by Michael R. Burch O pale, austere moon, haughty beauty ... what do we know of love, or duty? Daredevil by Michael R. Burch There are days that I believe (and nights that I deny) love is not mutilation. Daredevil, dry your eyes. There are tightropes leaps bereave: taut wires strumming high brief songs, infatuations. Daredevil, dry your eyes. There were cannon shots’ soirees, hearts barricaded, wise . . . and...

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this is the story About a boy from New York city Injured by an accident wounded by chemicals They were radioactive What's the matter??? In those injuries He was blinded His dad was a prize fighter This city so evil It needed a hero What's the matter??? Where is Daredevil? Crimes all around Evil abounds Police can't handle it The Big Apple under target This city so evil It needed a...

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Who is dull of ear is not oft in fear. Volodymyr Knyr 2017...

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The finest siren To have tread the fairest acres At the height of skyscraper She ascends autonomous and replete fashioning the ashes that compose the minutes that we have loved and lost...

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Leafs fall from above Nature’s form of base-jumping Breathtaking for all...

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