Best Conquer Poems


Premium Member Conquer

Conquer


Heart craves to weep,
Emotions dying of cheat,
In firm grip of sadness,
Going crazy in madness,

Is what depression means !

Just a bit of courage,
Self assessment to encourage,
Knowing world is bad,
Life is both cheers and sad,

Is what elevates the mood !

Too much if you expect,
Always in end will regret,
Roses that you loved,
thorns are hand in glove,

Is what you need to ponder!

Your own self you need to conquer,
No pills needed, why to surrender,
To defeat any forces that subdue,
To negative thoughts must bid adieu,

Dictionary with no antonyms ?
That's what in the end you will get !!





Written December 9th, 2014
For contest'Fighting depression' for Linda
Sponsor- Shadow Hamilton

Awarded 8th place

Premium Member Diversify and Conquer

'Liberal,' merely a sentiment
    'University,' no longer a word

  'Zionist,' perverse contortion
    'White privilege,' racist extortion

Premium Member Born To Live-Difficult To Conquer

The birth place of world war II
after an invasion void of any declaration.
Stamps on history’s book by feminine hands
to ascertain the first death sentence of the same human disaster.
A time frame marked its stolen identity
signifying its absorption into the world map
when three neighbouring nations rolled dices on its existence.

Roman Catholicism is advertised by the sun
in this place where it’s the pioneer of oil refinery
and the continent’s most important reproductive clinic
to border-crossing summer birds.
The father of Europe in king Kazimierz Jagiellonczyk
married off his three seeds of fertility
who were carrying rich humus
to the germination of Europe’s greatest dynasties.
Another king flatters history when he re-based back to his origin
to honour a coronation conflicting the poles’ election.

The heart of the world of European Jews
where their rescue during the holocaust was second to none
where the first artificial language, created and sustained;
and having a patriot decorated five times on physical masculinity.
It is the home to the famous Nicolaus Copernicus
and the birth place of the globally applauded Marie Curie.

The last will and testament of the expiring country
marks the first European constitutional state.
The underground salt cathedral is significant in its global age ranking.
The Bialowieza Primeral, epitomizes the continent’s last ancient forest
and the piwnica Swidnilka ranks the first
in the pride of the continent’s aged restaurants.
Its historic medicinal use of vodkas
and the blossom to the stem end direction
of peeling Bananas ready for consumption
beautifies the grit of a nation which stood firm
even after a forty and three attempts of invasion.


Divide and Conquer

Started from King Macedon
Dividing and conquering people 
Come Julius Caesar and Napoleon Bonaparte
The tactic survived today
They created of nations from the states.

Sulu archipelago has been divided
Nationhood superseded statehood 
The statehood gone forever
The imagined nation comes to emerge
Made the archipelago comes to worst.

They claim to own a nation
While the name in the basic law is foul
The name comes during colonization
They have their own those times
Cannot they use their own name?


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The Few Who Conquer the Beast

Ah! The beast rolls his tongue in your blame
he knows all actions and pretensions that
cause you shame
Too afraid to face your shame, you play his game.
Thinking you get away with it
the beast knows when your hell is legit
and he takes you from inside 
Steals your pride. He owns you,
don't you see- you can't fight eternity.
Praying is the selfish way to keep the beast at bay
but eventually he finds you
eventually he owns you.
Few, honored, few revered
few people have nothing to fear.
Only if one can spiritually conquer the beast-
Few shall taste the sweet fruits of Heaven's feast-
Less you conquer your personal beast.


Motif- Philosophical
By A. Green
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She Stoops To Conquer!

Autumnal power 
Collected a summer of admirers
Now she Stoops to Conquer

Me monkey like watching in awe 
Cast a big stick high into the big tree
Now proudly I Stoop to Conker
© Nigel Fox  Create an image from this poem.


Rule and Never Conquer

Don't fall off of that iron horse!

They'll devour their king.

What song will you sing when the pendulum swings?

Every tyrant should fear the pendulum's swing.

It'll rain backwards and tears will fall back into their eyes.

They'll remember your treachery, they'll bury you alive.

They'll howl as the moon shines on your demise.

What song will you sing when they devour their king?

Every tyrant should fear the pendulum's swing.



June 22, 2016

Premium Member I Decided Not To Be a Racist

 I made love to a brown girl: I made love to a white girl: I made love to a red girl:I made love to a yellow girl: I made love to a black girl: I made "love",and realized the truth that I was making love,and I decided that I would never be a racist !"Love conquered hate by making "Love"!!!!!!

Premium Member Terra Incognita

I heard of lands both far and near
where wealth beyond tale can conceive. 
With rivers deep and mountains sheer
for the brave to challenge and reave.
I heard of them and I believe
this call that moves me to explore.
I should follow my heart and weave
the path where none has gone before.

Through legends spread by foe and peer,
my head and heart do wish me leave
the comforts of my home so dear 
to seek the thrills that I perceive.	
The first to achieve and retrieve
power and fame I can’t ignore,
the tug on the conqueror’s sleeve,
the path where none has gone before.

I’m confident in what I hear,
stand ready with sword, shield, and greave.
No time for mortal dread nor tear.
No time to cause angst or aggrieve
the loss of friend or kin bereave.
I sail to explore a new shore
and swear on death I will not leave
the path where none has gone before.

I seek your audience and ear
to beg, my dear Prince; I implore
your blessing, funds, and ships to steer
the path where none has gone before.

To Conquer the World

Jail realism in upper prison
Quarantine idealism  
Organize posthumous case
Against Aristotle and Plato
Then impose your ideology
Without any ceremony

Undefeated

Alexander Rise
Strap On Your Golden Armor
The World Shall Be Yours

Apotheosis

Maybe
It’s best
Or maybe it’s better to believe
God wishes
To spread His spirit
Like dandelion seed to wind

Where it lands
It should stay

Resist the story of Ham
Embrace Eve

Mission not
In masts of ships or cannons shots
Nor with whips, coins, crowns, holy books, fighter jets
Or in a noose of love

Allow
The flower
To settle with its own face

To root and sow in a fertile place
Bloom in heart
Take shape with all its local smells and colors

A bouquet just for you.

Conquer Peace, Not Rest-In-Peace

Terror ! Terror !
Conquer People, not Corpses

Coward You are, dwell amidst Ammunition 
Arms in embrace are stronger than Arms in hand

Non-Violence is courageous than RDX
RDX is powder sans detonator and suicide bomber

Once in a while 9/11 or 26/11 is not a Victory 
Erecting few Tombs and Memorials is not glory 

If vengeance is the intention
Kill monsters of Poverty, HIV, Global Warming

If disruption, loss of Life is Terrorist's wishful Victory Podium 
Such Victory carry Prize on Head, no clap from Headless Corpses  

Terror ! Terror !
Conquer Peace, not Rest-in-Peace

Love Doesn'T Conquer All

Love doesn’t always conquer all
Sometimes it’s just not enough
Feeling you slip away from me
More and more each day
Into an oblivion where I just couldn’t reach you
I do not understand
This illness that steals you
And keeps your heart closed to mine
I thought I could save you
But it wouldn’t let you go
I wanted to protect you
A love to have and to hold
Such a fool was I
It was stronger than me
Keeping you distant and cold
A love lost that could never be
And now I am alone
Now I stand alone

I Have Power To Conquer the Whole Universe

I Have power to Conquer the whole universe :
 The meaning of life is not simply to exist,to survive but 
To move ahead,to go up,to achieve,to conquer
Our aims,our goals,our targets.
Success is not worth having if there are no mistakes,
This is an ability that lies beyond the solar pole.
Courage sometimes is the quietest voice.
That roars loudest  from within,
 Making faith a distinctive choice.
And compelling motivation to try again.
When obstacles invariably come your way,
Into every direction that you have turned.
A thousand misery comes in a friendlier display.
To take away the strength that you have gained.
Faith stands strong like a colossal wall of courage,
Ready to do the things that you could not do.
Bold in confidence with a conquering message,
Making difficult boundries appeared new .
You have power to over come all such obstacles by your own will power  and fate.
I donot know beneath what sky.
Nor on what seas shall be thy fate 
I only know it shall be high,
I only know it shall be great.
Shine your soul with the same egoless humility,
As the rainbow.
And no matter where you go in this world 
Or the next,
Love will find you, attend you and Bless you.
One song can spark a moment.
One flower can wake the dream.
One tree can start a forest.
One bird can herald spring.
One smile begins a friendship.
One hand can lift a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea.
One word can frame the goal.
One vote can change a nation.
One sunbeam lights a room.
One candle wipes out darkness.
One laugh will conquer gloom 
One step must start each journey.
One word must start a prayer .	
One hope will raise our spirits 
One touch can show you care,
One voice can speak with wisdom.
One heart can know what is true.
One life can make a difference.
You see,you have power to conquer the whole universe.
With your one hand,
As someone hold your other hand with love, care ,trust, honesty and sincerity.
Being a Everlasting relation of two pure souls.
That match decided into Heaven By Allah AlMighty.
And take place on this Earth by parents choices.

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