Unconquerable Poems - Poems about Unconquerable

Every mundane moment hides a trap door, A song on the radio, a slammed screen door, The scent of jasmine floating on summer air— Each one a key unlocking memories I cannot bear. Coffee spills across the counter's white, And suddenly I'm back in that kitchen, that night, When everything familiar turned strange and wild, And safety shattered like a cup defiled. The...

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Heroes, will never be defeated~though every foe and enemy, try by word and gun, to quelch their outstanding greatness! ...

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Keep the faith inside you burning in the face of vanquished hopes Love will never be the conquered one Strength will give it will to cope “Share the hopes within you still and hold the dreams that in you reside. Invite a kiss from parted lips and trace the path where hearts abide.” Don’t give up your fond desires and never yield to blind...

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The will to keep expecting the far And celebrate it sometime in a bar Honey-sweet news defying today’s anguish And yesterday’s unanswered wish: Igneous-hard belief that the overcast cloud Won’t for too long remain proud… Soon to its cruel tenure serve out Unconditionally bowing out… It is unconquerable hope To in travails steer clear of dope....

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Cockroaches are generalized insects with few special adaptations. Most are the size of a thumbnail, but they can be as big as 3.8 inches and weigh 30 grams. Their largest wingspan is 7.3 in. They are used as food and medicine in China, Mexico, and Thailand; boiled, sautéed, grilled, dried or diced. In Thailand cockroaches...

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midst the bosom of a once bountiful farm lies the graveyard of my ancestors~ the gush of tears that flowed here- only the wind knows; the willows by the brooks~ are barely there, and those who survived have so many stories to tell. still flowing- the Vito river despite so many summer drought still limpid on its march to the sea whilst faded...

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unconquerable Everest's floating above no man can climb, clouds 31032016 comp entry...

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a fire breaks out in his pants whenever she walks into the room but she just laughs at how quaint he is she has eyes only for the old man at the end of the bar his beat era leather socks are just up her alley his pocket protector lifestyle is just the thing for her wedding plans she could always see herself with his...

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Dust never settles on my back Nor does rain on my nose As the demands of the day persevere The quietness of the night strengthens my soul Pain is a stimulus of sorts A constant reminder of my work still to be done Time has indeed served as a mirror of my mistakes Yet I persevere until the battle is won Visions of...

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