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.
HadesRising
Poem Published
Today 2:28am
Today 2:28am
MACHINE
I had to have you
Dark incantations and incense burn
Your suffering my only concern
And then I kept you
In an obsidian coffin vase
The ghost of hope on the blood moon's face
The storm crowds the skies
The screams in blackest dreams
We hold each other close
As we face the deep
You came to see me
Adorned in the robes of crimson dead
With rose scented candles burning red
For my poetry
Was dew softened with vestal remains
With whispers in vesper's godless flame
The storm crowds the skies
The...
Dark incantations and incense burn
Your suffering my only concern
And then I kept you
In an obsidian coffin vase
The ghost of hope on the blood moon's face
The storm crowds the skies
The screams in blackest dreams
We hold each other close
As we face the deep
You came to see me
Adorned in the robes of crimson dead
With rose scented candles burning red
For my poetry
Was dew softened with vestal remains
With whispers in vesper's godless flame
The storm crowds the skies
The...
#dark
#faith
#pagan
#morality
#sacrifice
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micki49
Alicia Young
Alicia Young
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 11:07pm
25th Jan 2020 11:07pm
DIFFERENT AGENDAS
#relationships
#sex
#lover
#FirstLove
#sacrifice
118 reads
14 Comments
Benzy_420
Poem Published
25th Jan 2020 11:34am
25th Jan 2020 11:34am
Calling to the Wind
Suppose I work my humble hands to point of numb and ill
Suppose I sacrifice my time to climbing up the hill
Suppose I lend that which I have with no return or thanks
Suppose I stay within my place and never chase the ranks
A life confined to aches and pain, and void of what I crave
A life deprived of ecstasy, till lowered to my grave
A life of giving out but never up, and never taking
A life of keeping all together in the face of breaking
How should I behave to earn my entry to your world?
How should I react in times my...
Suppose I sacrifice my time to climbing up the hill
Suppose I lend that which I have with no return or thanks
Suppose I stay within my place and never chase the ranks
A life confined to aches and pain, and void of what I crave
A life deprived of ecstasy, till lowered to my grave
A life of giving out but never up, and never taking
A life of keeping all together in the face of breaking
How should I behave to earn my entry to your world?
How should I react in times my...
#faith
#confusion
#sacrifice
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 11:25pm
15th Jan 2020 11:25pm
Mental Bent All Self Complimental
Mind Filled With Internal Relations
Ears Hear Infernal Communications
Behind Which Door Do You Subtly Sleep
What Monsters Under Bed Do You Keep
Madness And Sadness Personified
I Hear Your Words I Know You Lied
Deny Yet I Shall Crucify Word Weaveology
Mythology Of Apology Warped Psychology
Feign Gain Try To Explain Maintain
Pull The Chain On Your Wave Train
Ears Hear Infernal Communications
Behind Which Door Do You Subtly Sleep
What Monsters Under Bed Do You Keep
Madness And Sadness Personified
I Hear Your Words I Know You Lied
Deny Yet I Shall Crucify Word Weaveology
Mythology Of Apology Warped Psychology
Feign Gain Try To Explain Maintain
Pull The Chain On Your Wave Train
#dark
#honesty
#hypocrisy #sacrifice
#hypocrisy #sacrifice
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3 Comments
Introvertedmind
Poem Published
15th Jan 2020 6:33pm
15th Jan 2020 6:33pm
The Dance
Delicately the glorious hands of my creator took hold of me
I rested in his palms
Formless and empty
With great gentleness He placed me on a wheel which had my name inscribed in gold
and from the finest china He spilled over me a thousand rainbows
Filling my voids with hope
And then
He began to spin
the wheel with ease
Surreal beauty caressed my entire being
I melted into His fingers
Absorbing His energy
From his fingertips I sprouted and rose with great pride
With matter over time
He started to comprise a...
I rested in his palms
Formless and empty
With great gentleness He placed me on a wheel which had my name inscribed in gold
and from the finest china He spilled over me a thousand rainbows
Filling my voids with hope
And then
He began to spin
the wheel with ease
Surreal beauty caressed my entire being
I melted into His fingers
Absorbing His energy
From his fingertips I sprouted and rose with great pride
With matter over time
He started to comprise a...
#love
#hope
#forgiveness
#faith
#sacrifice
34 reads
2 Comments
Joseph-Zenieh
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 9:16pm
14th Jan 2020 9:16pm
JESUS SPEAKS TO A YOUNG MAN.
JESUS SPEAKS TO A YOUNG MAN.
Do not pray, young man, but save the child,
in the boat, and his mum's on the shore.
Fearful waves and winds so strong could cut
the unstable rope his mother tied.
Diving in the water is too hard;
it's the loudest prayer you can sing.
I am urging you to save the child
as l saved poor man from his first sin.
Your great saving act is so divine
as the child will be in his mum's arms.
With utmost content, l'll look at you,
and the happy two give you delight.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS...
Do not pray, young man, but save the child,
in the boat, and his mum's on the shore.
Fearful waves and winds so strong could cut
the unstable rope his mother tied.
Diving in the water is too hard;
it's the loudest prayer you can sing.
I am urging you to save the child
as l saved poor man from his first sin.
Your great saving act is so divine
as the child will be in his mum's arms.
With utmost content, l'll look at you,
and the happy two give you delight.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
ALL RIGHTS...
#sacrifice
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Benzy_420
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 8:15am
14th Jan 2020 8:15am
Which way the ember fall
Glass to the soles of my feet when I step
Smoke fills my lungs when no lighter can be found
The crush of gravity pulls my shoulders forward
Where did all the light go?
Pencils by the window where my artistry once bloomed
Water in the air but not a cloud
The burst of eardrums, ringing
What sense does it make to live this way?
I won't be here forever
I won't be here for long
I wish I loved you never
I wish I loved you strong
For all the sense we made and yet we had to work it out
A battle we lose before we begin...
Smoke fills my lungs when no lighter can be found
The crush of gravity pulls my shoulders forward
Where did all the light go?
Pencils by the window where my artistry once bloomed
Water in the air but not a cloud
The burst of eardrums, ringing
What sense does it make to live this way?
I won't be here forever
I won't be here for long
I wish I loved you never
I wish I loved you strong
For all the sense we made and yet we had to work it out
A battle we lose before we begin...
#identity
#water
#nostalgia
#emptiness
#sacrifice
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Dropleaf
Fiore
Fiore
Poem Published
12th Jan 2020 5:53pm
12th Jan 2020 5:53pm
How did I know?
how did you know to be a god?
confused, sitting alone in darkness, yet all knowing of the nothing that lays at your feet.
how do you know, you are a god?
who whispered in your ear ?
who else might be out there pretending?
how is it your perfect in your absence ?
what a beautiful mess you left.
save us from us, save us from you.
a creative wonder that we blew
imagine a god that’s made from you,,, that acts like you, looks like you, loves and hate like you do
how did I know I was God ?because I told myself the truth
confused, sitting alone in darkness, yet all knowing of the nothing that lays at your feet.
how do you know, you are a god?
who whispered in your ear ?
who else might be out there pretending?
how is it your perfect in your absence ?
what a beautiful mess you left.
save us from us, save us from you.
a creative wonder that we blew
imagine a god that’s made from you,,, that acts like you, looks like you, loves and hate like you do
how did I know I was God ?because I told myself the truth
#dark
#lies
#TruthOfLife
#tragedy
#sacrifice
30 reads
2 Comments
_boybrains
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 5:55pm
31st Dec 2019 5:55pm
wild eyed vanners on long raging roads.
they sprint with
locust cries
hungry for a
soul
thirsty for
a life; wheels spinning
this twenty fifth time
hurricanes whirl down
this winding
line— it has no mercy
about taking sides
madonna
slips her
heart felt
crumbling goodbyes
cobs steer a
damned
left turning point
with musky
eyes
raging
with
chariot
fire—-
as
death wish ...
locust cries
hungry for a
soul
thirsty for
a life; wheels spinning
this twenty fifth time
hurricanes whirl down
this winding
line— it has no mercy
about taking sides
madonna
slips her
heart felt
crumbling goodbyes
cobs steer a
damned
left turning point
with musky
eyes
raging
with
chariot
fire—-
as
death wish ...
#strength
#courage
#confessional
#honesty
#sacrifice
29 reads
2 Comments
Chuck
Poem Published
31st Dec 2019 2:01am
31st Dec 2019 2:01am
Fiends for Material Things
Coogi, Prada, True Religion
Every year
These people thrive for
Something different
Not just clothes
Cars, shoes, phones, and even homes
Anything of high value
They want it to be known
I got it
Especially when singers, athletes, and movie stars
Are possessing
Owning nice things
I'm not denouncing
But when one cannot afford
Going to extreme measures
Like hunger
Even their kids starving
So they can say
Look at what I own
Fiends for material things
Putting their needs in the backyard ...
Every year
These people thrive for
Something different
Not just clothes
Cars, shoes, phones, and even homes
Anything of high value
They want it to be known
I got it
Especially when singers, athletes, and movie stars
Are possessing
Owning nice things
I'm not denouncing
But when one cannot afford
Going to extreme measures
Like hunger
Even their kids starving
So they can say
Look at what I own
Fiends for material things
Putting their needs in the backyard ...
#addiction
#temptation
#sacrifice
27 reads
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CasketSharpe
Poem Published
30th Dec 2019 11:19pm
30th Dec 2019 11:19pm
Master of the Bitch
#porn
#dirty
#passion #sacrifice
#passion #sacrifice
299 reads
17 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
30th Dec 2019 6:14pm
30th Dec 2019 6:14pm
i'd rather be
Choices are the hinges of destiny.—Edwin Markham
i’d rather be the raindrops than the rain
the lightning than the tree it crucifies
the hopeful river dancing in its lane
than tenemented where the seabed lies
i’d rather be the hammer than the nail
striking the iron while its tempers rage
to dare to try than fret that i might fail
to be the audience upon the stage
i’d rather be alive in troubled times
than stiff stone dead on luxury’s cold breast
moreso the lofty mountain than the climb
more than...
i’d rather be the raindrops than the rain
the lightning than the tree it crucifies
the hopeful river dancing in its lane
than tenemented where the seabed lies
i’d rather be the hammer than the nail
striking the iron while its tempers rage
to dare to try than fret that i might fail
to be the audience upon the stage
i’d rather be alive in troubled times
than stiff stone dead on luxury’s cold breast
moreso the lofty mountain than the climb
more than...
#inspirational
#fate
#sacrifice #choices
#sacrifice #choices
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