Best Conqueror Poems
The Hop Devil you've already been defeated
You've been thrown out of heaven
So now you're casting lots trying to defeat me
But what you don't understand is it's not part of God's plan
I am a man and I take my stand
And I must insist I shall resist
Those fiery darts headed for my mind and my heart
I'm going to be more than a conqueror
More than a conqueror I'm more than a conqueror yes I am
More than a conqueror
I am excising my authority over the enemy or
I am more than a conqueror
More than a conqueror I am more than a conqueror
Yes I am more than a conqueror
I am exercising my authority over the enemy
I am an overcomer by the blood of the Lamb
I am more than a conqueror yes I am
I can't be defeated but this is not part of God's plan
Satan get thee behind me but I am taking a stand
More than a conqueror I'm more than a conqueror
Yes I am more than a conqueror
Satan I rebuke in you and in myself I resist my thoughts
But my Lord my God has helped me be this conqueror
More than a conqueror
More than a conqueror
I've got my trust in Jesus and my God has supplied my armor
I will go to war into the battlefield soothe it up and holy gear
I am ready for the battle and I shall not have been more than a conqueror
I am more than a conqueror yes I am
I am exercising my authority over the enemy
Bring it all Lucifer I am free the fiery darts will no longer persuade me
I have authority over you I rebuke you I'm suited up in righteousness
Time to end of this faithfulness the victory is the Lord and he has overcome
I am more than a conqueror yes I am
Written by James Edward Lee Sr 2017©
April 30 2007
Categories:
conqueror, anxiety, blessing, christian, conflict,
Form:
Free verse
These darts of love fly from our eyes
Adrip with passion's poisons clear and sweet,
Our aim that of another heart's defeat,
Its mute enslavement to our sighs.
Love blasts holes of unexpected size
In our defense; no wall will be respected.
The briarbarbed fence of self-content
Is breached, and trampled, with perspective.
Passion paints its fell directives
To our sniper's scoping of the front,
That field of victims fair,
To take down and devour in the hunt.
The wounds of pride will bear the brunt
Of soft assault upon stern self-control;
Desire stabs the shuddering soul
Until its thirsting edge grows blunt.
Thus we conspire to murder our sleep
While surrendering self-rule
To serve another's purpose
As captives of the deep
Dungeons of our needs, and keep
The key clutched tightly in our hand,
Afraid to lose the sweet ache of love,
Loath to let complacency sweep
Devotion from the stage, and weep
The loss of desperate, mutual need
That grows within, that intoxicant weed
Of victorious love we rush to reap.
Categories:
conqueror, devotion, love, passion, perspective,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
I Am Success
Indeed, I Am Blessed
Inside and Out
I Am Beautiful.
I Am an Achiever
Most Definitely a Believer
in the Most High God.
I Dream Big
I See Far
I Know MY Destiny Awaits
I Am Wisdom
I Am Knowledge
My Experiences are named Pain
My Yesterday's were filled with Rain
BUT
An Eternity with my Savior is what I will Gain.
Categories:
conqueror, black african american,
Form:
Free verse
I knew a
Guillermo or William,
who had a liquor-flavored
tongue that conquered my
mother and peeled her
skin. His words were
alcoholics on a three
day binge, my mother
was the house that they
laughed in. His voice
turned my mother into a
beggar, she pleaded not
to be a victim of his love.
The portraits that hung in
his home were images of
his hand imprinted on
my mother’s suspecting
face. He played pity
so well. So well, that my
mother accepted his
violent imperfections
and learned to live in an
imaginary home. Where
are you now father?
Categories:
conqueror, family, people, mother,
Form:
Free verse
Who am I
You ask?
I am success
Indeed, I am blessed.
Inside and out
I am beautiful.
I am an achiever
Most definitely a believer
in the most High God.
I dream big
I see far
I know my destiny awaits.
My knowledge is power
I am wisdom
My experiences are named pain.
I am worthy
Quite trustworthy
My trust is in the Lord
My yesterdays were filled with rain
but eternity is what I will gain
for my quiet strength.
Categories:
conqueror,
Form:
Nobel Prize Winner
Poet of integrity ...
Pablo Neruda.
Categories:
conqueror, people
Form:
Senryu
He's the product of a ladies man
He knows how to take command
Grab her hand
Livening up those strolls throuigh the sand
And for you he will speak to the sea in a voice so deep
It could lull troy to sleep
Although nothing will become of it you"ll love it
Since he did it for you in public
And now your defenceless
To his sexual advances to his advantage
He's not a player but a slayer
Wants her body for unmusical chairs
So young ladies stay youthful be aware
More wolves than sheep and they bleachin all they hair
This beast that roams these unleveled streets
Has many names like hidden grief
Or he who eats but wont provide meat
The one who sleeps like born without feet
The passive addict with an aggressive come down
Your babies baggage that dont never come around
Mr no benefits and no working background
Or Mr she's headed east He's tryin to meet her westbound
He's that monster that would even ponder,
having her introduce her lil sister to the corner
So I emplore you be stronger, live longer,
and be a alterior motives conqueror
Categories:
conqueror, daughter, food, life, love,
Form:
Free verse
Alexander Rise
Strap On Your Golden Armor
The World Shall Be Yours
Categories:
conqueror, god, history, inspiration, war,
Form:
Haiku
Did we murder John Wayne with our nuclear dust?
The “Duke” was invincible when
He won World War II in the films we all knew,
A surrogate father back then.
Did we murder John Wayne? Was it all the bad scripts?
Or cancer, from taxes we paid?
Did he lack the true grit to survive from a bit
Of fallout our precious bombs made?
Did we murder John Wayne? Officials say no,
Those nuclear tests were risk free.
Like John, to us youth, bureaucrats tell the truth
In this nuclear land of the Free.
*The incidence of cancer in the cast of The Conqueror (1956)
Filmed in Utah is 65% above the national average.
Categories:
conqueror, historymurder, cancer, world war
Form:
Verse
I smell the blood of an Englishman
fresh from the womb--- umbilical snip.
Ingloriously clad, illegitimate lad,
appointed for leadership.
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
and, lo, his enemies are slain.
High on the saddle, mighty in battle,
as England's new king he would reign.
I smell the blood of an Englishman,
the odor of bloat and remorse.
With moans and cries, no more he'd arise;
The clock is a powerful force.
I smell the blood of an Englishman;
William's vigor flows through my veins.
His blood is my own, line of the throne---
one of more than five million names.
6-30-23
Categories:
conqueror, baby, family, history, humanity,
Form:
Rhyme
Billy The Conqueror
Historians will tell you tales about William the Conqueror in times of old
and how he made for himself a terrifying yet interesting name,
but the King of all Creation has so named Billy the Conqueror
because of his Heavenly fame.
We need but to go back in time when this “white haired” kid
terrorized the devil in the times of his troubled youth,
and how satan, himself tried to destroy this lad by many methods
but not one of them could bring about its due.
This modern day conqueror is a picture also of King David
the victorious warrior of old,
though he might not be killing human giants, bears or lions
but by the word of his mouth he is still just as bold.
Yet at one point in his life, he chose another route
and he had strayed from his precious Heavenly call,
but the Hound of Heaven wrestled him much like Jacob
and changed his name from rebel to conqueror but still that is not all
For his latest assignment, you will find Billy arrayed in his battle fatigues
for he has begun a brand new campaign,
calling, forewarning and arming choice soldiers for their posts
to be stationed around all parts of our country again!
This “final” campaign we believe is all that is left
for Conqueror’s like Billy to fight,
for when this mighty harvest is through
the Bridegroom will descend with a shout and the Bride and all His conquerors will take off for their Heavenly flight.
Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
April 13, 2000
Categories:
conqueror, appreciation, inspiration, tribute,
Form:
Free verse
She has weathered the slings and arrows of life;
a life raft gliding atop a violent sea.
A strong kite flying so high up in the sky...
and can't be pulled down!
Date written and posted: 07/13/2018
Categories:
conqueror, analogy, hope, metaphor,
Form:
Sapphic stanza
February 22 Relationship to God Bible Meditations
Based on Deuteronomy 20-24
Key Verse – Deuteronomy 20:1 When thou goest out to battle against thine enemies, and seest horses, and chariots, and a people more than thou, be not afraid of them: for the LORD thy God is with thee, which brought thee up out of the land of Egypt.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY BATTLE CONQUEROR
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
taking my soul to Your saving deliverance
Thank You for besieging me from worldly spoil’s alluring appearance
I then fix my sight to Your inheritance along heavenly entrance
In carrying-out Your commandment, subdued of my arrogance.
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
training my will by Your sin-slaying might
Thank You for building me up against pride’s downfall and blight
I then find my strength in Your blood-redeeming power for victorious flight
In calming myself to prevail over guilt’s fright and frustration’s height.
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
terrifying my enemies greatly
Thank You for bracing me up to march on righteously
I then follow Your leading perseveringly
In coming nigh to Your throne so I can share Your peace bravely.
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
turning my heart from stubbornness
Thank You for barring me from disobedience and rebelliousness
I then fear You reverentially with total submissiveness
In committing my life to Your blessed joyfulness.
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
teaching my spirit to trust Your wisdom
Thank You for boosting me against vain quest for earthly stardom
I then fall into Your forgiveness, humbled in seeking first Your kingdom
In calling upon You while discovering Your bliss-filled freedom.
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
trying my conviction against materialistic prosperity
Thank You for burdening me with prayer quests to seeking You with sincerity
I then fence my mind around Your truth’s security
In combatting oppressive discontentment midst grievous futility.
Lord God, You are my battle Conqueror,
triumphing toward my divine cheerful excitement
Thank You for blessing me in my stewardship’s engagement
I then feast in Your presence with Your grace-endowment
In cleaving to You always by Your Word’s assuring bestowment.
February 22, 2023
Categories:
conqueror, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Who beckoned the beast forward
Stirring within a darkness found
Covering the shadows of evolution
Where the sands do not fall
No inkling…
Lumbering forward he lurches
Westward on a destructive swath
Painful in staunch remorselessness
Devouring serenity unsparingly
Laughter echoes…
Obliterating all yet sparing life
Clawing over obsidian ranges
Shrouded rivers of flowing blood
No escaping or resisting
Manufactured divinity…
Crusading of envelopments plague
Unceasing war of casualties
Flawless insight
Perfectly executed battleplans
A losing victory…
Savvy smug accomplishment
Every birthright now victimized
Still among us obscuring eyes
Warring campaigns concluding
Destiny dissolved…
United we are peoples many
On a marble spinning as one
No flight from his warping grasp
They will come praising his name
Civilization…
Categories:
conqueror, history, life, philosophy, social,
Form:
Free verse
You are the conqueror, you always conquer
on your fingernail seats the victory home
in your head dwells all tactics
for halting
for bending
for cutting
for slaying the truthful mouth
yes, with lies the power
you can do
you can undo
a giant lion that shuts
lion in the glade
a giant prey that makes
prey walk on the ground
when its hover above the earth
a giant fish they runs fish a distance length
yes, you can do
you can undo
what you step upon none dare moves close it.
you are a evil yourself
evil is you himself
what suffers others laughs you hysterically
you the fear that fears the fear
you the fear that fears yourself
who dare faces you and says you do right none
perhaps one that wants to lick the cup of life
one that wants to live beneath the soil
'I winder
do you at times wonder
I am really the conqueror'
'yes'
do you do and say I have done?
do you publicize your scheme?
do you kill and say I have killed?
can you kill truth in people's heart?
who is the conqueror?
Categories:
conqueror, absence, abuse,
Form:
Free verse