Best Vanquish Poems
I oppress souls…
attacking every heart; exempting even the spirited
now, you’re my prey
yes, you who are despondent
frustrated, and now…
quitting!
Be prudently aware of my presence
hear my mocking, taunting reproach
I challenge you, believer of God...
Yes, you who have been testifying
that your faith is steadfast
face me valiantly---
prevail over my miserable torture!
Rise up and meet me---
where's your courage?
all I see is sighing in despair
along murmur of complaints
loser, I leave you, wallowing in your guilt
and bring to your nook many more
who enjoy pity-party sessions!
Oh, I hear you praying unto the Lord---
may I congratulate you, devoid of hypocrisy
You're now indeed advancing
Toward heavenly championship…
actually, smiting me is never impossible
since vanquishing me is undoubtedly easy
when you trust in God, your ultimate cause of triumph*
against me ---
d-i-s-c-o-u-r-a-g-e-m-e-n-t!
*2Corinthians 2:14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.
July 11, 2020
(Personification in Dramatic Monologue)
1st place, "STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (8)any theme any form" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 7/12/2020.
Men and men are torn apart like withered roses cut from its gut,
Twain against each other to destroy and defend for yesterday's memory and
tommorrow's dream,
Sanguine fluids on sodden hands suits the vehemence of their miasmatic souls,
Evil never ceasing to rend asunder until rare peace prevails perpetually,
Only then is the white flag raised high...
The ungarroted hearts of their unslayed passion write to fill blank pages,
The illusion of unspoken reflections tied with a yearning voice of freedom,
Unfolds a dream the tides of good will bring for the world beyond the laws of man,
While women bequest everlasting oaths and ode to the indestructible love of their
children,
Only then we are at peace just as grass fields flow with the wind...
The question of existence becomes certain on the facade of subterfuge and
revenues of the hopeless,
Contumacious kings must configure and confide the paths of their people to
protect and preserve,
Upon our eyes all exempt from the darkness of night, the day decides laud shall
lead us on,
The night comes to give us rest and time to appreciate of what is now and what
has been,
Only then to wake, rise, and see the morning sigh is the dream which has come
true...
Hear ye this last call for lonely hearts:
Vanquish melancholic darts
upon fortress of true love’s ramparts
securing compassion-propped stalwarts
braced by God, along His comfort-carts
fortifying and blessing blissful starts…
…as He ends gloom; and despair, He thwarts.
This summon reverberates hope’s cheer:
“Rejoice evermore,*” my dear
since gladness smites sadness’ fear
while loved-ones reach out with jubilant steer
smiting apathy of bitterness’ sneer
thus, joyous gratitude midst praise-gear…
…is gracious response, indeed clear!
*Philippians 4:4 Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice.
1Thessalonians 5:16 Rejoice evermore.
November 5, 2019
3rd place, "STRAND SELECT..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/1/2020.
Please master all fears
Discover laughter
My soul is a star
In the heat of love
Burning through the day
Into the night
Subdue resistance
Quell ignorance
Defeat the enemy of love
Are you there?
Do you hear?
Humble the complexity
Rushing in to object
Make up for what I leave behind
Hustle my love into the future
With you
Vanquish irrational personalities
Extinguish the fires burning
Ashes and dust soon a pyramid
Decay and rust
The wind sweeps
Angels weep
Keeping a promise
Behold another day!
Vanquish your fears cause you can do
What others haven't even imagined in their wildest dreams,
You need to become illustrious and bold
And nobody will ever hold,
a command on you and nothing will ever be told
wake up and rise what you think will remain as thoughts,
there are others fighting for a cause
A cause that is unknown
but as humongous as a rock
Nobody will strain you
If you disregard what happened in the past
Cause your resounding work will everlast
The greatest tombs that stand
In the muddy deserts hands.
Remember the pain you faced
Cause it will give you elation when you are on the place,
From where success is not debarred and you hold the key to the hall of fame
And your milieu will never be the same.
You are stoic, you are Hercules
Cause you remained apart
From the extravagant environment that was at ease.
The people that looked at you with disgust
will be covered in rust,
Seeing the giant leap you made
Everything you conquered will lie in a shade,
Apart from scorching heat of the sun
That once tried to exhaust you when your work is outdone
If you vanquish your fears
There will remain no tears
That will be an obstacle
And for posterity your work will be a chronical
Till then I'll pray
That you never fall astray
And are filled with hope
Cause your life will be a slope
From climbing back is unfeasible
But sliding down you will see
What triumph is meant to be!
I heard that you have many homeless souls
Hidden in caverns, some buried on your soil
I learnt that now you feel too much relevant
Your troops are void of true bravely
Oh,Cowards!
They would have tender ribs bent
Subtle skins bleed
Quiet hearts yell aloud,
They are now butcher of wills and aspirations
They have no soul of pity,
They feel strong but no integrity
Now of what yardstick is your emblem?
The soldiers to protect
Thesame idiots destroys without remorse
Have you forgotten,
You have flesh and blood
Like a burning coal
You are a blight,
a consuming scorch
To those who innocently seek refuge from you
In your yard's economy they relied
To us they are many
But to you few
Many they are with glorious dreams
And these gracious hearts you annihilated
Their sudden doom
You beasts! Orchestrated.
Lib' you are doomed
You called for this fisticuffs
We shall assail your unholy ground
If in my reasoning I am asked
To what grade will I have you classed
I will state with undiluted rage
You are a grade of useless animals
And none out of your multitude
Deserves the light of tomorrow's dawn
If one parson do exist in your vineyard
Or any exists who was conceived of woman
Or any of your cruel leaders
That sheds our blood and still stay bizarre
Or any innocent blood
From you sprout
I say to whoever is by your blood bound
shall all vanquish by the fire of war
Lib' shall have no abode
No place amongst us
Lib' shall be no more.
Winning strength needs only modest display
Our triumph drawn from hunger within us
Rival forces bear relentless foray
Battle needs bold face of festered brilliance
With dogged raw tooth fight, brandish valour
Weapons are extensions of fortitude
Victors despite opponents' callibre
Our status of formidable renewed
Serving King, to idea of self - strangers
Fortess protection our blood's excitement
Unrelented vengeance takes couragous
Formation untouched behind our pikemen
Bravely defend her status, safe harbour
Cease attack when field strewn with cadavers
6th September 2020
Warrior Sonnet
Sponsor : John Lawless
My God, may You find me always trusting Your promises*
Including every declaration of Yours that blesses
Since You’re the omnipotent Lord Who prevails over evil curses
With Your protection from sinfulness-distresses.
Please vanquish my doubts as You smite unbelief’s forces.
Dear Lord, please direct me constantly by Your leadership
And draw me nigh to Your heart in prayer-fellowship
For You’re the gracious Saviour I must sincerely worship
While feasting in Your blessings midst work’s partnership.
Please vanquish my doubts, and increase my faith against hardship.
*2Corinthians 7:1 Having therefore these promises, dearly beloved, let us cleanse ourselves from all filthiness of the flesh and spirit, perfecting holiness in the fear of God.
June 19, 2019
Feet firm and steady on the ground
Don't fire yet, wait for the first round
The shrapnel flies,
it's already too late
The enemy is advancing
your life is now left to fate
Contemplating about your past
how once in your greater youth
Your searched far and asked why
Seeking out, justice and truth
Set out to serve your country and hold out her ideals
You are confident and ready, until you see what a bullet feels
Wounds the to the chest
Ringing in the ears
Life flashes by
Your face full of tears
Wishing to go back home
of find comfort in your platoon
The lead flies by
Your life may be ending soon
Your world turns to black
Your vision goes to obscure
You wind up back in a hospital
They say rest is your cure
Reminisce of the events which got you to this moment
Medicine is your remedy, it's usually something potent
They claim you a hero, for your valiant deeds
But just recalling the events causes you to freeze
The horrors of war scar your inner mind
They send chills right down to your spine
You were raised to fight back, as if there were any other choice
It seems like you have been brain-washed
To simply vanquish, and rejoice...
Vivacious veins of hope
Virus still spreading fear
Veering variably
Voices warbled ill-use
Vaccination striving
Vicarious breathing
Vanquished foe valiantly
3rd place winner
Written : May 5, 2021
Pleiades V Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Merryman
Checked by : howmanysyllables.com
Vanquish all negativity
remove all sensitivity
from bosoms bouquet
yay
Darkness fancying
Unquiet
In deseribable
Anquish
Stub my toe
Vanquish
Lost my way, nowhere to go
Never forgetting
Unulterable accomplishments
I hold my breath
Nothing left
Intolerable ere
Aggravations Witness
Unquiet
Vanquished
Allotted guess I'm
Anquish...
5/17/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020