Bravery Poems

Bravery poems dedicated to all the brave hearts who have given an example of courage and dignity. These bravery poems will pull you out of those mundane battles and give you a perspective. Because sometimes reading poems of the brave can make you realise the courage of your own. And let’s not even talk about the feel good factor. That you will experience as you read these poems.

The Futility Of War

The Futility Of War short poem

Death; The Dealer of the final deck of life. No hidden agendas, just a cold slate to wipe. With hand and sword or with rock and stone, with shaft sailing deadly through grey skies, alone. The smarter the weapon, the

Heaven Of The Dark Age

Heaven Of The Dark Age short poem

This heaven is a pretty maid living in the Dark Age, With minds of the moron, hearts of the fool, crawling into her cradle of tears lying in waste, And she smiles, emotionless clusters in full. As the bleak eyes

You Are Malala

You Are Malala ode

Seek knowledge from the cradle to the grave -Prophet Mohammed Last night I dreamed the snow-capped hills of Swat… I saw the green spread valleys And the lucid swat river I stood for a while in front of the gate

The Ballad Of Bessy

The Ballad Of Bessy ballad

Bessy now pulls the cart towards their home that day Her size makes pulling baby carts as mere child’s play She’s huge, a Labrador, obtained from Russian friend Trained by cop, we’ll call Tim – that isn’t his real name

Phantoms

Phantoms short poem

Little child in me remembers the phantom, Muscular and masked, Penetrating eyes, Outwitting the enemies in a flash, Reading with bated breath; Here I am glued to the screen, Phantoms running and scaling heights, Crawling with creepers around, With little

War Trophies

War Trophies short poem

Hospitals are Bombed mass graves With cold bunkers And shattered artillery. Red army fights the white army Blue army fights the yellow army Drones land on the cranium Submarines torpedo through the aorta. Death is a wheelbarrow You hitch a

Princess

Princess short poem

With the golden eyes of a pharaoh – Her forebears brought down lions – Under the sweltering skies of the high veldt: Lithe and supple, fleet of foot, She covers this northern turf With ceaseless leaps and bounds. Her loyalty

Holy Death

Holy Death short poem

Shadows and the bravery of the past, echoes of the sounds you spoke of hopes and misery ever last… but smokes of your failure – you choke Behinds the sun, stars dream of evening darkness. Holy Death, leads us to

Evaluation

Evaluation short poem

As much try shaking off odd feeling can’t avoid On face seems normalcy deep within I’m paranoid All evident brave fronts and donned blasé guise Reflect chinks in armor of societal compromise Frayed old compulsions often daunt and afflict Daubed

The Enigmatic Eddy

The Enigmatic Eddy short poem

Plethora of other’s misery too afflicts in some form Improbable to brave fury stuck in eye of the storm Setting right all courses own turns terribly wrong With tide stuck in vortex best let go to flow along Untying few

Silent Whispers

Silent Whispers short poem

The silent whispers by the stone grave The mobled creatures the darkness crave The fallen beauties layed down in brave The tear drops the midnight wave The lonely pathway the sand pave The horror chuckles the sound gave The gloomy

Tribute to Nelson Mandela

Tribute to Nelson Mandela ode

What manner of global icon so venerated? A sage of global repute, a demi-god politically deified, a martyr once resurrected and a hero eternally celebrated. Deeply rooted in the annals of Africa’s peculiar history are your seemingly unachieveable and unparalleled

Life Goes On

Life Goes On short poem

We are all wayfaring travelers, Trudging down our separate roads, Hoping, wishing praying, Someone will come and share our load. There are sunburns on our shoulders, And blisters on our feet, We brave the wildest blizzards, And the scorching summer

To All Fallen Brothers

To All Fallen Brothers elegy

To all courageous lives ended with sword, cannon or bullets of lead. To all Brothers… No longer our enemies instead… For Power and Ambition even Friends will part. To silent fallen Heroes always true to a loyal heart. To Courage

Freedom Is He

Freedom Is He ode

Dedicated to Brother Leonard Peltier The invisible rain Irrigates your roots Flowers contain Scents of your thoughts Wrapping mother earth With life saving birth Energetic space Father sky’s embrace Peltier Leonard The brave great guard For those who care To

Rajputs Go To War

Rajputs Go To War long poem

‘O Rana¹’ The odds are heavy The match is five to one Or may be more Our enemies united For our annihilation And knock like Ocean waves At our doorsteps Surrounded From all sides We are With no help coming

Heroes of our Land

Heroes of our Land long poem

I saw a man on the roof of the house, The roof was on the ground, Its walls were debris on the floors. I saw him bleeding ridiculously, Breathing for the least help he could get. But that help was

Death Pride

Death Pride short poem

Oh mighty creator, please hear my breathless prayer, Before I enter the battle become a ruthless slayer, Thank you for keeping me good & alive, For being with me, helping me survive, In this cold harsh winter you have been

Poems containing references to : Bravery

Soul Fighter

Soul Fighter short poem

It is all about having courage.. To continue your steps with all your luggage! Knowing of no support and absence of grip.. The floor is lubricated and bravery is not to slip! Challenges are limitless, and all are ready to

An Ode to Maya Angelou

An Ode to Maya Angelou ode

Your beautiful spirit has found
 it’s way back home. Your golden smile will always be the sun of so many people’s lives. Dearest Maya, as a caged bird
,You told your story to touch 
deeply, and profoundly. You deserved to be

Move Ahead

Move Ahead short poem

When you cannot find even a single way , Forget your past and begin a new day . Remember the sun up so high , Inspiring a million lives . Move out of your fear and listen to your heart

The Relinquished Trip With The Soil

The Relinquished Trip With The Soil prose poem

After four female checks, came a sparkling young man The beginning of Sunday, Sep 09 saw the principal touch of a brilliant kid Shouting, rolling and crying the black man With grins and appreciation mother adores for the kid Daddy

Life Cycle

Life Cycle prose poem

Life, the very essence of our being. It is inevitable that we all must walk this journey. What we forget is that we are not on this journey alone. Even the nature surrounding us has its own life cycle. Our

Urania

Urania short poem

the horizon knows no bounds Urania ……… ……One Basic Truth….. The Suns ……The Moons…..The Stars …….The Sky …… Into their Eldest ………….…The Time ……..They Fly……. So Unfathomable ……..Beauty …………So Bounteous……..Powers ….. What Quantum of Energies ……These Celestial Cousins Possess ..

You Bloody Beauty

You Bloody Beauty long poem

Tan riding pants, old big strong leather boots, Wears the man who sits staring at ashes and coals, A look of confusion, of loss and of grief, Written on his face for generations to come. Barren ground, in a drought

Throwing Stones At Philosophers

Throwing Stones At Philosophers long poem

Critical conscience is not an admittance of ambivalence, But a philosopher once said: “You threw a rock at my head Fred!” A road along a path is but a journey to nowhere, If your cart is broken by a donkey

My Father

My Father long poem

My Father I see her in front of me, but not for long, she Leaves without a Word or goodbye, Disappears into her own brutal Darkness, NEVER seeming to plan to return, a deluded life I lived now shattered IN

Comedy Of Errors

Comedy Of Errors long poem

Some people are social while Some are reserved A social person mingles with ease While a reserved one distances feeling unease A social person impress others very fast while A reserved person cant even impress himself A social person easily

Don’t Give Up

Dont Give Up long poem

Some might say I’m stubborn, I’m not sure if that’s true You have your opinion but I have got mine too, You’re not living in my head, you don’t hear it say, The voice that says “Don’t dare give up

Right To Knowledge

Right To Knowledge short poem

Dare to question madness, valiant, ever courageous, interrogate absurdity, what you find vexatious. Never refuse to face unyielding resistance, stay true to your beliefs, remain ever consistent. If there is a price to pay for the right of knowledge, and

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Clarity

Clarity short poem

Awoke to a vision of you. a gentle breeze, in this moment not about you or me. but the simple sound of birds singing swaying in the trees. a symphony of perfection nothing else matters. piece flows through my body

If I Were A Book

If I Were A Book short poem

If I were a Book, On the shelf, I would be overjoyed to meet new people everyday. Some would flip through, Some would read through. The fact that I would enter a reader’s mind, brings thrills. The thought that one

The Puppeteer

The Puppeteer short poem

Photo by Ungry Young Man I read, I play, I live, I laugh, I smile I curse, I bless, then I feel something, and I stop and start thinking for a while, that whatever is going on, in me, or

I long for a Pauper’s Grave

I long for a Paupers Grave short poem

When I depart the realm of the terrestrial for the splendour of the celestial, do not bury my remains in the valley of the Kings, for robbers would move my bones in search of gold rings. I detest sharing the

Realisation

Realisation short poem

In the solitary confinement of my mind, I have reasoned, recorded and debated A thousand times; over the reasons, And decisions that ensued. Of everything that happened And everything that never happened. And I have realised but two things. What

Twisted Angel

Twisted Angel short poem

She is like the vastness of the earth, so confusing, Her beauty is fatal, her heart fierce, her body delicious, Many not withholding, in love Cause it’s a battle worth fighting for, She is the Angel their mom said to

The End Of The Dream

The End Of The Dream long poem

As the sun peeps out over misty morning hills and the dawn chorus calls with its piercing shrill, the demons of the night skulk slowly away, a sidelong glance at the few who got away. He rises and stretches and

Maple Leaf

Maple Leaf prose poem

For everything, there is a season, it has been foretold. When I was young and green, securely clinging to the branches of my family Sugar Maple tree, I thought it was the best I would ever be. But here, now,

Loneliness

Loneliness english poems

I’m running, and running far away, From all the things I committed from yesterday, I ask myself was it because of me? But how? I never loved someone with a love so deep, So, I sit here alone and depressed,

Ashes In The Wind

Ashes In The Wind short poem

I stand before you on the edge, A risen cliff above the ocean. Many times my life I’ve pledged, Followed the book and went through the motions. But you’ve forsaken me, my Lord. And I hear nothing but the wind.