Poems about Sacrifice
#sacrifice
Poems about sacrifice, poetry about giving up something important or denying your own needs, putting others peoples' needs before your own. Also poems about offering a devotional sacrifice, and dark or spiritual poems about sacrificial killing.
LunasChild8
Poem Published
Today 2:18am
Today 2:18am
Silent Shadows- Introductory Video Monologue
Like a newborn Phoenix, we rose from the ashes of despair. The obstacles were no match for us as we continued to grow. We spread our protective embrace across the globe, and united entire countries under our cause.
Like a colony of worker ants responding to their queen, we followed our orders loyally. There were times though, when I had no idea who I was seeing every time I looked into a mirror.
We stood strong before the faces of our enemies, not fearing the events that had still haunted the public to present times. For us, they merely became a bitter nightmare....
Like a colony of worker ants responding to their queen, we followed our orders loyally. There were times though, when I had no idea who I was seeing every time I looked into a mirror.
We stood strong before the faces of our enemies, not fearing the events that had still haunted the public to present times. For us, they merely became a bitter nightmare....
#philosophical
#morality
#sacrifice #wisdom
#sacrifice #wisdom
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5 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
17th May 2019 11:34pm
17th May 2019 11:34pm
Ritual
To don a garment fostered by the Gods,
Was like a see-thru nightshirt when it shrinks.
He was resigned to live a life abroad,
To be on call, for sex without the kinks.
There was an amulet between his legs,
That he would never let himself retrieve.
Encouragement denied, and never begs;
His worship had a plan tucked up a sleeve.
To covet the Almighty of its want,
In knowing me, he knew the way I think.
He held me up to sanctify the ankh,
As one approached a shrine within a chink.
The ritual became a...
Was like a see-thru nightshirt when it shrinks.
He was resigned to live a life abroad,
To be on call, for sex without the kinks.
There was an amulet between his legs,
That he would never let himself retrieve.
Encouragement denied, and never begs;
His worship had a plan tucked up a sleeve.
To covet the Almighty of its want,
In knowing me, he knew the way I think.
He held me up to sanctify the ankh,
As one approached a shrine within a chink.
The ritual became a...
#jealousy
#sex
#spiritual
#passion
#sacrifice
49 reads
12 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
13th May 2019 2:33am
13th May 2019 2:33am
Measure of a man
It's not how much you can lift with your hand.
It's not how many women you can claim you knew.
Though it is in a way measured by strength.
You will be judged by what you do.
It's how many time you pick your kids up and dust them off.
Then convince them not to give up hope and continue to try.
How much you still love them with all that's in you.
Even when they have done things to make you cry.
How you wake up every morning holding the same woman.
Not just hold her but remember you love her more then anything else.
You can see her...
It's not how many women you can claim you knew.
Though it is in a way measured by strength.
You will be judged by what you do.
It's how many time you pick your kids up and dust them off.
Then convince them not to give up hope and continue to try.
How much you still love them with all that's in you.
Even when they have done things to make you cry.
How you wake up every morning holding the same woman.
Not just hold her but remember you love her more then anything else.
You can see her...
#motivational
#inspirational
#sacrifice
#wisdom
#tolerance
43 reads
4 Comments
Stoney223
melvin scott
melvin scott
Poem Published
10th May 2019 12:44pm
10th May 2019 12:44pm
INNER DREAMS
May I have a moment of your time and mind to ask you a question to ponder deep within the depth and deepness of your mind for do you believe in love at first glance or do you believe in faith of the stars, or are you one of those who throws caution to the wind as it blows or do you listen to your heart and what you see with your eyes but not once do you listen to your mind and that deep gut feeling burning deep down inside.
...
...
#faith
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#morality
#sacrifice
48 reads
2 Comments
TheMuses22
Muse22
Muse22
Poem Published
6th May 2019 4:44am
6th May 2019 4:44am
Invisible Service
They do not wear the uniform
or get the accolades.
Yet Army wives deserve
our nation’s thanks and praise.
They did not fight on distant shores
or watch their friends fall down;
but were present for that silence
before the bugler’s Taps would sound.
They did not know what would befall
their men who closed the door.
Some came home, yes some came home—
Some came home no more.
Pride swells in our breast
seeing the stripes and stars;
the sacrifice of service
is borne in battle scars.
...
or get the accolades.
Yet Army wives deserve
our nation’s thanks and praise.
They did not fight on distant shores
or watch their friends fall down;
but were present for that silence
before the bugler’s Taps would sound.
They did not know what would befall
their men who closed the door.
Some came home, yes some came home—
Some came home no more.
Pride swells in our breast
seeing the stripes and stars;
the sacrifice of service
is borne in battle scars.
...
#sacrifice
40 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
melvin scott
melvin scott
Poem Published
21st Apr 2019 11:44am
21st Apr 2019 11:44am
DRIFT WOOD IN THE SEAS
From the depth of my deepness to the deepness of my depth of my spiritual soul I am thankful that you protected me from the fate of the storm that I knew not was coming, to enter into the reams of my life and world but yet as I faced the storms of my trails and tribulations I never truly knew how much I was in harms way in heart and soul and mind. But I am thankful that you were there to move me out of harms way and protect me from the storm for hadn't not been for you the most highest spiritual, I don't believe I would of made it through storms that had me drowning as it was pushing me...
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#sacrifice
41 reads
5 Comments
charmingquin
Poem Published
21st Apr 2019 11:16am
21st Apr 2019 11:16am
Love, Despite.
I was lost before him, Pain was all I understood
Anger was my identity, hatred was a normal
I blamed my existence on him, despised the thought of him
But, he didn’t look at all that, he wanted me to be better
He took pain, accepted mockery and ridicule
He was still human, could have gotten cold feet
But he held on for me
I pushed him away, refused to let him in
He still kept coming back
I meant so much to him now
He couldn’t quit on me.
And then I saw him
Dragging all the way up that hill, in pains
He was spat on and tortured ...
Anger was my identity, hatred was a normal
I blamed my existence on him, despised the thought of him
But, he didn’t look at all that, he wanted me to be better
He took pain, accepted mockery and ridicule
He was still human, could have gotten cold feet
But he held on for me
I pushed him away, refused to let him in
He still kept coming back
I meant so much to him now
He couldn’t quit on me.
And then I saw him
Dragging all the way up that hill, in pains
He was spat on and tortured ...
#forgiveness
#Easter
#God
#gratitude
#sacrifice
51 reads
9 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
19th Apr 2019 1:03am
19th Apr 2019 1:03am
The Rising...
Easter is a fabulous time of year
Spring is in the air
Sun shines bright
Flowers bloom
It's feeling fresh
But something isn't right
For someone is dying, lying on a cross
He is in hell and no one can help
He is carrying the burden
The pain of our sins
But with death comes life
A sense of beginning
Renewal
Salvation
Starting over
The best part of Easter is...
Knowing he has risen
Born again
A man you can't put down
After your resurrection
You reigned for forty days - ...
Spring is in the air
Sun shines bright
Flowers bloom
It's feeling fresh
But something isn't right
For someone is dying, lying on a cross
He is in hell and no one can help
He is carrying the burden
The pain of our sins
But with death comes life
A sense of beginning
Renewal
Salvation
Starting over
The best part of Easter is...
Knowing he has risen
Born again
A man you can't put down
After your resurrection
You reigned for forty days - ...
#religion
#Christian
#faith
#sacrifice
#tradition
70 reads
4 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
13th Apr 2019 3:42pm
13th Apr 2019 3:42pm
Gatling Gun(ned)
Gatling Gun(ned)
(Thirteen of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
in the present might very well
be the antagonist of
rue and regret.
However, assuming the role
of oppugnant may not suffice
for perfervid ligatures have
proven to be a powerful
ally and conduit to the past.
When we kick out past pain
memories full of abusive bile
and fucking predators’ lies
to the curb……………
Does this liberate us from the past?
Three times today
Once a day
A bazillion times
a day
How...
(Thirteen of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
in the present might very well
be the antagonist of
rue and regret.
However, assuming the role
of oppugnant may not suffice
for perfervid ligatures have
proven to be a powerful
ally and conduit to the past.
When we kick out past pain
memories full of abusive bile
and fucking predators’ lies
to the curb……………
Does this liberate us from the past?
Three times today
Once a day
A bazillion times
a day
How...
#love
#sacrifice
#hurt #NaPoWriMo2019
#hurt #NaPoWriMo2019
47 reads
10 Comments
Thedeadinme
Poem Published
6th Apr 2019 3:16pm
6th Apr 2019 3:16pm
Culling
Haunted by the past
The creatures mount the dark
Mourning their past glories
From sea to dying shores
They wither at the core
Igniting inner fury
Dogs once bred for war
Now lapping at stitched wounds
Cull the weak with euthanasia
Symbiotic to be sure
Of the host and of the worm
Dying souls to linger
Kiss not the beast for fear of shame
And dying in his name
Of ashy dust and cinders
The creatures mount the dark
Mourning their past glories
From sea to dying shores
They wither at the core
Igniting inner fury
Dogs once bred for war
Now lapping at stitched wounds
Cull the weak with euthanasia
Symbiotic to be sure
Of the host and of the worm
Dying souls to linger
Kiss not the beast for fear of shame
And dying in his name
Of ashy dust and cinders
#soldiers
#MentalHealth
#apathy #sacrifice
#apathy #sacrifice
41 reads
3 Comments
DrakePoem55
Drake
Drake
Poem Published
5th Apr 2019 11:19pm
5th Apr 2019 11:19pm
Her
She is mine
I work for her
I provide for her
I care for her
I breathe for her
I ache for her
I need her
I crave her
I strive for her
I desire her
I hurt for her
I laugh for her
I cry for her
I rage for her
I fight for her
I bleed for her
I hunger for her
I drive for her
I love for her
I am here (DUP) for her!!
I work for her
I provide for her
I care for her
I breathe for her
I ache for her
I need her
I crave her
I strive for her
I desire her
I hurt for her
I laugh for her
I cry for her
I rage for her
I fight for her
I bleed for her
I hunger for her
I drive for her
I love for her
I am here (DUP) for her!!
#love
#lust
#wife
#murder
#sacrifice
77 reads
3 Comments
CSD1558
Minx
Minx
Poem Published
5th Apr 2019 4:41pm
5th Apr 2019 4:41pm
Trebuchet
5/30
In order to soar on the wings of attack
a weighty counterbalance must be stayed
powerful pain to pull out the slack
as to allow your dreams to be arrayed
straining tension breaking your back
propelling life further a handful of days
crushing silence when your
questions are asked
your future before you unarranged
violent force unleashing the black
not sure, anything is worth this pain
And why, dear God, when any comfort I Iack
must you drown me in mud and more rain?!
We...
In order to soar on the wings of attack
a weighty counterbalance must be stayed
powerful pain to pull out the slack
as to allow your dreams to be arrayed
straining tension breaking your back
propelling life further a handful of days
crushing silence when your
questions are asked
your future before you unarranged
violent force unleashing the black
not sure, anything is worth this pain
And why, dear God, when any comfort I Iack
must you drown me in mud and more rain?!
We...
#grief
#death
#LifeCycle #sacrifice
#LifeCycle #sacrifice
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6 Comments
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