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.
0UTPUT_a_AURA
Poem Published
Today 4:55am
Today 4:55am
Lipstick stain
My lips start to sting
As I try to change your mind
Know it’s not right
pretending I’m alright
You’re lip stick stain
It Won’t leave my sight
Mistaken memories
Rehearsed In the mirror all night
Said your name 3 times
No appearance in sight
Maybe why its so quiet
Atleast I gave it a try
(Pre chorus)
IM
I started, I’m starting to
REAL
I started, I’m starting to
REAL
REALIZE
(Chorus)
You Beat me too
Saying I love, I love you
But I...
As I try to change your mind
Know it’s not right
pretending I’m alright
You’re lip stick stain
It Won’t leave my sight
Mistaken memories
Rehearsed In the mirror all night
Said your name 3 times
No appearance in sight
Maybe why its so quiet
Atleast I gave it a try
(Pre chorus)
IM
I started, I’m starting to
REAL
I started, I’m starting to
REAL
REALIZE
(Chorus)
You Beat me too
Saying I love, I love you
But I...
#happiness
#breakup
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#sacrifice
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Erotic_Goddess
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:26pm
Yesterday 8:26pm
Meaning
The inevitable doesn't sleep when we slumber.
It moves through the embers singeing what we love to its knees.
Doors stay closed,
blinds stay shut
and still its eyes can see.
Manufactured to blink
missing the days we've wasted
All that we weave is a moment never captured,
a kiss never given
and hopes drowning in the hast been.
We begin to see importance only when the moment is lost on us.
I can't close my door because to hide is to regret.
I have no regrets.
Only meaning.
...
It moves through the embers singeing what we love to its knees.
Doors stay closed,
blinds stay shut
and still its eyes can see.
Manufactured to blink
missing the days we've wasted
All that we weave is a moment never captured,
a kiss never given
and hopes drowning in the hast been.
We begin to see importance only when the moment is lost on us.
I can't close my door because to hide is to regret.
I have no regrets.
Only meaning.
...
#faith
#fate
#TruthOfLife
#morality
#sacrifice
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
31st Mar 2020 4:17am
31st Mar 2020 4:17am
Pinned By Love's Spin : Narrow Is The Arrow
X Plane Whirling Curling Rising In Mist
Kissed By Lips Unfurled In Passion's Bliss
Tart Mouth Parts Restarts Bleeding Heart
State Of Art Falls Apart Choice Of A La Carte
Depart If You Are Smart You Get A Head Start
My Words Compart Pain Obtained By Cupid's Dart
Kissed By Lips Unfurled In Passion's Bliss
Tart Mouth Parts Restarts Bleeding Heart
State Of Art Falls Apart Choice Of A La Carte
Depart If You Are Smart You Get A Head Start
My Words Compart Pain Obtained By Cupid's Dart
#honesty
#respect
#ForbiddenLove
#sacrifice
#obsession
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
28th Mar 2020 8:01pm
28th Mar 2020 8:01pm
pause in work out flow
Caught a spot check / On the lost connect / Weaved into that Next shit / Put a pin in everything the zeitgeist missed / Map and groove intersecting paradigms / Like that Prof Nash cat in Beautiful Mind / Where I learned that tangram-ed Venn diagrams / Show sociological breaks / Snowflake tines are the weakness in the spine / “Grow too late and leak” bits are easy to find / Just some L.A. mind applied on the fly / Lush remuneration thereof about 1,000% of the time / Underground parallel emergence like mangrove jungle thought vines / Where I stand and find my own kind
#motivational
#inspirational
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#sacrifice
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
21st Mar 2020 11:38pm
21st Mar 2020 11:38pm
I f**king hate/embrace my insecurity
Oh you’re 6’3”? / Meet me on the mat; I’ll change that / Ground sharks frame tight / Pound from the same height / Come around on mission / 360 position over submission / Free mix spree vision / The real me mixed in? / K. For my real peeps here’s the real lick / Enlightened scan: / A life made from being a frightened boy inside / Who refused to stop fighting / Until he became a man / Now every lane in which I stand? / I eye that shit like every grain for me’ll be / More of the same fucking David and Goliath movie
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#tradition
#bittersweet
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
21st Mar 2020 00:24am
21st Mar 2020 00:24am
Fusion Non Exclusion
I Rage Across The Page A Sage A Mage Of Magic
The Path I Leave No Reprieve Liquid Fire Tragic
Phrase Turned Unconfirmed Words Returned
Soul Chant No Recant Mind Rant Conscious Burn
Revolutions Verbal Contusions And Dark Illusions
Another Delusion Inclusion In A Madness Transfusion !
The Path I Leave No Reprieve Liquid Fire Tragic
Phrase Turned Unconfirmed Words Returned
Soul Chant No Recant Mind Rant Conscious Burn
Revolutions Verbal Contusions And Dark Illusions
Another Delusion Inclusion In A Madness Transfusion !
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#pagan
#magic
#sacrifice
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naijapoeteket
Poem Published
20th Mar 2020 3:23pm
20th Mar 2020 3:23pm
Baits
The devil and I have been good.
Together from childhood.
Like childhood friends.
I remember at the beginning
At the dining table of peccancy
With my long fork hardly missing any mark.
They say if you must eat with the devil,
Do so with a long fork or spoon
So my fork was long.
How I safely forked those chunks
Of grisly bacon;
Those soft-scented tissues of flesh
Which tasted like honey and milk
Shaken together with appetition
And delivered from in-between a woman’s thighs.
The music was loud;
The...
Together from childhood.
Like childhood friends.
I remember at the beginning
At the dining table of peccancy
With my long fork hardly missing any mark.
They say if you must eat with the devil,
Do so with a long fork or spoon
So my fork was long.
How I safely forked those chunks
Of grisly bacon;
Those soft-scented tissues of flesh
Which tasted like honey and milk
Shaken together with appetition
And delivered from in-between a woman’s thighs.
The music was loud;
The...
#religion
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#morality
#sacrifice
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
14th Mar 2020 5:15pm
14th Mar 2020 5:15pm
Hitchcock
Private nighttime island where pain stops / Stain my clock / Never been an aimless Spock / Cane in pop / Rain drops when water misses Earth / Nerd Berserk plays against type / Slay tight / Lucid blind / Naked sight / Moving line between day and night / Spraying bars / Quasars / Sliding between stars / Lean far into mind-race / Capture shit / Origami refolding / Time-Space fabric / Rapture creates static / Match lightning / Mirror and revolve / Miracle jaw / Spirit in the raw / Lyrical law / Magpies mimic’ing hidden grimoires / (The edited part of Hitchcock’s “the Birds” that fucking nobody...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#sacrifice #bittersweet
#sacrifice #bittersweet
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Red_CurtainS
Poem Published
7th Mar 2020 6:04pm
7th Mar 2020 6:04pm
Poem 81( Screamville )
I’m in a writers craze
I’m a spike lees school daze
A Delusional mind
I’m pulling characters out of my cortex it’s like raw sex I’m spreading these characters through out the town like the
Coronavirus
No cure for the writers pandemic!
Medieval times
All of my ninjas turned into knights
In Screamville
Everything is bloody and every line rhymes
Everything reeks
And everyone dies
Everyday is night
So the clock always rewinds counterclockwise
All of the knights fight
And all...
I’m a spike lees school daze
A Delusional mind
I’m pulling characters out of my cortex it’s like raw sex I’m spreading these characters through out the town like the
Coronavirus
No cure for the writers pandemic!
Medieval times
All of my ninjas turned into knights
In Screamville
Everything is bloody and every line rhymes
Everything reeks
And everyone dies
Everyday is night
So the clock always rewinds counterclockwise
All of the knights fight
And all...
#dreams
#earth
#hell #sacrifice
#hell #sacrifice
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2 Comments
Billy_Snagg
Snaggy
Snaggy
Poem Published
7th Mar 2020 5:22am
7th Mar 2020 5:22am
Whatever It Takes...
(HarleyQinn_2/Billy Snagg)
Whatever it takes...
I will win this war no matter what,
Faith assured l will be strong.
For when it comes to counting sheep,
I won't be losing any sleep.
The ripest fruit is hardest to find,
But I'll search harder to find what's mine.
With God at my side, I won't suffer defeat,
Because of the flesh upon these feet.
As we forget struggles, let's head out the door,
For things to do, even though we are poor.
What future plans will get laid down?
Only dream of tomorrow when today...
Whatever it takes...
I will win this war no matter what,
Faith assured l will be strong.
For when it comes to counting sheep,
I won't be losing any sleep.
The ripest fruit is hardest to find,
But I'll search harder to find what's mine.
With God at my side, I won't suffer defeat,
Because of the flesh upon these feet.
As we forget struggles, let's head out the door,
For things to do, even though we are poor.
What future plans will get laid down?
Only dream of tomorrow when today...
#strength
#God
#faith
#fate
#sacrifice
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Ragnar
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2020 2:55pm
2nd Mar 2020 2:55pm
Sacrifice
Sacrifice
Call in sick or go in to work.....
We’ve all been there right?
Feeling just blah and kinda run down and just not “feeling it” on any given day.
Now, I’ve said it before that we all need to recharge our batteries when we need to but sometimes, life and situations and work all get in the way of those moments of rest.
That’s when you have to dig in deeper and ask yourself the why behind what you are doing.
Why are you going into work and who are you doing the work for?
Why are you working so hard?
What is the end goal?
For most of...
Call in sick or go in to work.....
We’ve all been there right?
Feeling just blah and kinda run down and just not “feeling it” on any given day.
Now, I’ve said it before that we all need to recharge our batteries when we need to but sometimes, life and situations and work all get in the way of those moments of rest.
That’s when you have to dig in deeper and ask yourself the why behind what you are doing.
Why are you going into work and who are you doing the work for?
Why are you working so hard?
What is the end goal?
For most of...
#motivational
#inspirational
#sacrifice
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souladareatease
Poem Published
27th Feb 2020 4:58pm
27th Feb 2020 4:58pm
Loadstone
Found on the dark-side of town
came the rush
run
dissemination
they oozed ice cool
straight blades in their little fingertips
steady in the get-up
Spokane and all the rest
was it able I do not know
for coal is one rough diamond
while sifting dust
along a trail of white-line-fever
lungs and gonna-bust
eighteen barley's and a belt
left a hell of a bench seat
where pine and ass stick
......stuck together in give up
fuck riding (position) a wooden womb
came the rush
run
dissemination
they oozed ice cool
straight blades in their little fingertips
steady in the get-up
Spokane and all the rest
was it able I do not know
for coal is one rough diamond
while sifting dust
along a trail of white-line-fever
lungs and gonna-bust
eighteen barley's and a belt
left a hell of a bench seat
where pine and ass stick
......stuck together in give up
fuck riding (position) a wooden womb
#inspirational
#misunderstood
#sacrifice #wisdom
#sacrifice #wisdom
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