Heroic Poems - Poems about Heroic

In what to me now seems like ages I've only read some sundry pages; Lord Byron, a Romantic poet, was a dark wit; you'd just know it. But I (yes, I!) know much better, for I know it to...Read More

Oneness (Real life Husband) I believe in the power of one and that we are all bound by the thread of oneness and humanity. I love you with all my heart and soul. Like the sky,you have embraced...Read More

“To love, or not to love?” that is the line, the focus which most justifies mankind. To be a god amongst men, and unloved, is woe: even wild beasts are not unmoved by such disjointed souls, the otherworldly, who fill...Read More

August our sweltering month number 8 Named for Augustus Caesar, a god, but wait! July already praised Julius Caesar, my heaven Thus month number 5 became month number 7 Poor October who should be month number 8 Became month...Read More

I’ve been away from home. I need to end my roam. I’ve been on many flights. I’ve seen so many sights. I’ve been to many lands, And walked on different sands. No land or soil did I enjoy, As home was...Read More

If only I could give this world my best, harbored in this port of call of restless desires deep inside a ship in raging foam, I’d find a way to make my way back home. Digging...Read More

The glitz of light extracts the sweetest juice. The blaze of paint excites the oil and spruce. 4/19/2023...Read More

Like burnt-out logs on ice-cold firedogs nudge, emotions crumble at tentative touch. In Iambic Pentameter: Stressed syllables are in bold....Read More

The Queen of Day in cool array Dances her gay dewdrop ballet Her morning rays light up the skies She lifts the Lord of Night’s disguise....Read More

Upon this wall so tall, I simply scrawl: before I came, no words showed here at all!...Read More

I've turned fifty just today. I feel I came just yesterday. So many years have already passed. And life has been so very fast. I have achieved so many things. But have no clue what Time brings, Although I see the...Read More

Mother: Oh Raymond, Raymond, what's to become of you? :( Raymond: I'll stay pure & give my life; Our Lady says it's true. Jesus: Father Maximilian Kolbe, if you love Me... feed my sheep! :O Priest:...Read More

Blisters from shoes, hampered his speed Banters from foes, sauntered to bleed Ran barefooted, marathon booted Ethiopia in his feet, milestone in feat....Read More

It takes too long to make a name It goes so deep and seeks no fame It can be changed at your request If you intend and do your best No one can change the name you make No one...Read More

Lydia in Asian Games Running wild in Southeast Flying with burning flames Pride from the East....Read More