Short Triumphing Poems

Short Triumphing Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Triumphing by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Triumphing by length and keyword.


Fuse and Fusion Process

Using the fuse and fusion process
Why only in nuclear energies?
Let it be in well doing,
Equity establishing
And triumphing humanity’s success.
Form: Limerick


Premium Member Faith and Hope

Faith* in God secures soul triumphing midst doubt… Hope upholds Christ-gripped heart to overcome gloom.
*Mark 11:22 And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God. March 5, 2019
Form: Lanterne

Premium Member Dead Until...

I war dead, ever since Adam died
I remained dead until Christ came
Until He arose from the grave
I remained dead yet alive, for 
 for the thirty-three years of 
His earthly ministry
Then Christ willingly died for me
After three days of being dead
He arose, I also rising with Him
Rising in triumph and glory 
Triumphing over treason and death

 (Written on the 6th December, 2015)
Form: Epic

When Perils Warned Me

I looked back, all smiles,
At my perils trailing miles,
‘Too early, dear mate’,
They said, ‘you had better wait,
We have a stockpile of wiles.’
___________________________ 
Tanka |02.04.2022|

Poet’s note: Thank perils that life feels alive. They provide life with vim, vigour, and drive. Upon triumphing over a few perils, never mock at them. This Tanka has a rhyme scheme of a limerick.
Form: Tanka

Heavenly Treasures

He is our mighty foe
from days long ago
triumphing in our woes

Pursuing us with a fierce hate
secretly lying in wait
always ready to change our fate

We are not his equal
letting our guard down could be lethal
opening us up to all kinds of evil

But, we do not have to fight alone
God's grace we can call our own
Jesus died, our sins he did atone

So, we should take measure
giving up our earthly pleasures
storing up our heavenly treasures

ALesiach © 01/04/2016
Form: Rhyme


Reflect On the Need To Genuflect

Why do we omit to reflect
On the need to genuflect 
To God waiting for it in His Altar
To be moved to mercifully alter
What in life makes us falter …

The Often Out-Of-Order
We wouldn’t want to go further
In the nature of a triumphing defect
With its concomitant effect; 
As bad as balls that deflect 
Or words A Grammarian didn’t inflect …

Ample reasons we have to be sad, 
When we keep losing but aren’t mad
Or keep spending hard-to-stay wad 
And telling people we once it had.
Form: Rhyme

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