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.
SpurnedbyPack
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:11pm
Yesterday 12:11pm
Memories keeps us Alive
Mission was to secure a area,
to build up a school.
Kids and parent’s excited
but only a false hope.
We had scanned the area for bombs,
but we were never save.
I remember we had played with the kids, to then pick them up only 6 hours later.
So much laughter for a moment,
to only be spread out.
Literally.
It was a disaster and we figured,
they don’t give a fuck about kids neither.
The only difference between us and them was we went to war with moral.
But when we got home,
we had become the same as them. ...
to build up a school.
Kids and parent’s excited
but only a false hope.
We had scanned the area for bombs,
but we were never save.
I remember we had played with the kids, to then pick them up only 6 hours later.
So much laughter for a moment,
to only be spread out.
Literally.
It was a disaster and we figured,
they don’t give a fuck about kids neither.
The only difference between us and them was we went to war with moral.
But when we got home,
we had become the same as them. ...
#memories
#sacrifice
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runningturtle87
Poem Published
18th Sep 2021 5:12pm
18th Sep 2021 5:12pm
The Tailfin
The Tailfin
The liquid
Response
To being
Touched
Both
Elevates
And
Subdues.
Colors
Of each
Blushing
Sound
Creates
Abundant
Hues.
The liquid
Response
To being
Touched
Both
Elevates
And
Subdues.
Colors
Of each
Blushing
Sound
Creates
Abundant
Hues.
#dark
#patience
#misunderstood
#vanity
#sacrifice
54 reads
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Nate_Blakk
Poem Published
16th Sep 2021 12:30pm
16th Sep 2021 12:30pm
Tightrope between Good&Evil (The Message Waiting in Silence)
(PAY ATTENTION to hidden message in CAPS)
as I WAS was lying... IN the dead of night, a dancing SHADOW... was THE only sight, high pitch ringing... in my ears from silence, is the ONLY sound... that turns good souls violent, THOUGHTS of the past... replay in my mind, while the FEELINGS of present... i keep feeling inside, all of a sudden... like a thief in the night, VOICES... thoughts... for my future flew by, a tug of war and screaming... still going on IN my mind, MY BRAIN is the rope... and my soul's on the line, the dancing shadow... suddenly split into two, at the same...
as I WAS was lying... IN the dead of night, a dancing SHADOW... was THE only sight, high pitch ringing... in my ears from silence, is the ONLY sound... that turns good souls violent, THOUGHTS of the past... replay in my mind, while the FEELINGS of present... i keep feeling inside, all of a sudden... like a thief in the night, VOICES... thoughts... for my future flew by, a tug of war and screaming... still going on IN my mind, MY BRAIN is the rope... and my soul's on the line, the dancing shadow... suddenly split into two, at the same...
#anxiety
#TruthOfLife
#nightmares
#sacrifice
#choices
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
1st Sep 2021 6:21am
1st Sep 2021 6:21am
Sacrificial
Self sacrifice isn't foreign to me
In fact, we know each other intimately
To the 33rd degree like that of Masonry
Rhyming sonically and metaphorically
I've given so much of me in my yesteryears
Been deployed to war; leaving trails of tears
Shifted gears during an array of encounters
Parried many blows and then threw counters
I have the power to rule my Castle Grayskull
Master of my universe; never selling my soul
I've consoled and counseled ungratefulness
Now strategizing my moves like I do in chess
In fact, we know each other intimately
To the 33rd degree like that of Masonry
Rhyming sonically and metaphorically
I've given so much of me in my yesteryears
Been deployed to war; leaving trails of tears
Shifted gears during an array of encounters
Parried many blows and then threw counters
I have the power to rule my Castle Grayskull
Master of my universe; never selling my soul
I've consoled and counseled ungratefulness
Now strategizing my moves like I do in chess
#sacrifice
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Xaphan
Poem Published
24th Aug 2021 6:20pm
24th Aug 2021 6:20pm
Scaring Crows
Sackcloth sentinel, seemingly sequestered to a loam of wiccan throes
Cruciform posing as an effigy, your presence is beyond scaring crows
And those who impaled you, nailed you, to a cross of crumbling wood
Rooted in the crop, your petrified face hidden beneath a rippling hood
In the shimmering distance they're all around you, all the buzzing flies
Nefarious creatures, laying their eggs for maggots in your empty eyes
Gagging putrefaction's caught and wisped on a breeze and fills the air
Causing all the ravenous birds of a feather, to flee and feed elsewhere ...
Cruciform posing as an effigy, your presence is beyond scaring crows
And those who impaled you, nailed you, to a cross of crumbling wood
Rooted in the crop, your petrified face hidden beneath a rippling hood
In the shimmering distance they're all around you, all the buzzing flies
Nefarious creatures, laying their eggs for maggots in your empty eyes
Gagging putrefaction's caught and wisped on a breeze and fills the air
Causing all the ravenous birds of a feather, to flee and feed elsewhere ...
#dark
#evil
#scary
#mythology
#sacrifice
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runningturtle87
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2021 1:16am
23rd Aug 2021 1:16am
Unused Lines
Unused Lines
Every culmination
Of the workings
Of a plan
Seem somewhat
Pretentious
When it's
Laid out
In our hand.
There comes
The time,
The moment stops,
An unbridled zone
Appears alone
When what
Is said
Is coaxed
Instead
To fit
The forming
Foam.
These words
And actions all
Are meant
To mean
And merely call,
For nothing
More
Survives
Its fate
Than that
Which lives
At all.
Every culmination
Of the workings
Of a plan
Seem somewhat
Pretentious
When it's
Laid out
In our hand.
There comes
The time,
The moment stops,
An unbridled zone
Appears alone
When what
Is said
Is coaxed
Instead
To fit
The forming
Foam.
These words
And actions all
Are meant
To mean
And merely call,
For nothing
More
Survives
Its fate
Than that
Which lives
At all.
#fate
#mythology
#sacrifice
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4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
20th Aug 2021 4:31am
20th Aug 2021 4:31am
The Birth Of Venus
A sound and a scent beckoned me, I was attracted though with fright
Being a child of the darkness, why should I hunger for the light
Levels were manuevered, there was pain in every climbing grip
But there was a force unknown willing me to the very tip
But the tip in a hour seemed an eon to my beast
The smells, my imagination, things were unleashed
Sentries were posted, but slowly, oh so carefully I manuevered them
My loyalty is to Baal and the darkness, and my pledge is to them
I tremor at the thought of light or even of it touching my skin ...
Being a child of the darkness, why should I hunger for the light
Levels were manuevered, there was pain in every climbing grip
But there was a force unknown willing me to the very tip
But the tip in a hour seemed an eon to my beast
The smells, my imagination, things were unleashed
Sentries were posted, but slowly, oh so carefully I manuevered them
My loyalty is to Baal and the darkness, and my pledge is to them
I tremor at the thought of light or even of it touching my skin ...
#love
#dark
#LifeStruggles #sacrifice
#LifeStruggles #sacrifice
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hlumelophillip
H Phillip
H Phillip
Poem Published
11th Aug 2021 6:21am
11th Aug 2021 6:21am
I will worship you
I will stay in Christ till His glory above reappear,
In highest of mountains,deepest of valleys deep,
I will worship you,praise you with a heart sincere.
In my riches of treasure and everything dear,
The pinnacle of honour and all else I reap.
I will stay in Christ till His glory above reappear.
When all else is lost,abandoned by my career,
Beloved ones and peers,forsake me alone to weep.
I will worship you,praise you with a heart sincere.
And though famine strikes year after year,
In poverty I plummet and hear the old...
In highest of mountains,deepest of valleys deep,
I will worship you,praise you with a heart sincere.
In my riches of treasure and everything dear,
The pinnacle of honour and all else I reap.
I will stay in Christ till His glory above reappear.
When all else is lost,abandoned by my career,
Beloved ones and peers,forsake me alone to weep.
I will worship you,praise you with a heart sincere.
And though famine strikes year after year,
In poverty I plummet and hear the old...
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#redemption
#morality
#sacrifice
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1 Comment
Absence
Poem Published
10th Aug 2021 3:52pm
10th Aug 2021 3:52pm
Defilement
She’s a Queen
But she wishes her crown defiled
Needing a superhero…
The Man of Skill
I arrive to remove her burden of power
Here to make her powerless
I lock the door
And undress her inhibitions
Pulling her hands
Above her head
She spins
So I can take a look
At this divine Being before me
Curves of a statue
Made by Michelangelo himself
Her allure has me salivating
Those pretty brown eyes
Have yet to see
Such sweet Carnality that awaits her
Kissing her...
But she wishes her crown defiled
Needing a superhero…
The Man of Skill
I arrive to remove her burden of power
Here to make her powerless
I lock the door
And undress her inhibitions
Pulling her hands
Above her head
She spins
So I can take a look
At this divine Being before me
Curves of a statue
Made by Michelangelo himself
Her allure has me salivating
Those pretty brown eyes
Have yet to see
Such sweet Carnality that awaits her
Kissing her...
#lust
#erotic
#sensual #sacrifice
#sensual #sacrifice
160 reads
13 Comments
SamSung
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2021 7:47am
3rd Aug 2021 7:47am
Her Consummation on the Pyre
On the pyre she lies,
Swaddled with white linen;
Scents of sweetness surround her
Rising to touch the sky;
They expand in their movement
Hoping to embrace this sacred space of nature.
Flowers encircle her lifeless body
Forming an aura of stillness and mystery;
Sighs and cries pervade the space
Desecrating the holiness of the silence;
Sympathizers gather to pay their last respect to a friend
Wearing their long faces with dignity and pride;
They bemoan the fate that stares them with dispassion: ...
Swaddled with white linen;
Scents of sweetness surround her
Rising to touch the sky;
They expand in their movement
Hoping to embrace this sacred space of nature.
Flowers encircle her lifeless body
Forming an aura of stillness and mystery;
Sighs and cries pervade the space
Desecrating the holiness of the silence;
Sympathizers gather to pay their last respect to a friend
Wearing their long faces with dignity and pride;
They bemoan the fate that stares them with dispassion: ...
#death
#fate
#sacrifice #tradition
#sacrifice #tradition
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8 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
30th Jul 2021 5:31am
30th Jul 2021 5:31am
Death of Me
Where do we begin
When from timelessness redemption was born
Eternity reaching into a vapor
To give life meaning
As legacy lives beyond a moment
Ageless to every age
Dead to death in resurrection
I took my first breath when You spoke me
Yet I only find the reason for breathing in speaking Your name
My voice only can carry as far as the words it echoes
When everything I say seeks to re-calibrate to and reverberate truth
Finding my harmony in the melody of You
My symphony finds solace in the orchestra of grace
...
When from timelessness redemption was born
Eternity reaching into a vapor
To give life meaning
As legacy lives beyond a moment
Ageless to every age
Dead to death in resurrection
I took my first breath when You spoke me
Yet I only find the reason for breathing in speaking Your name
My voice only can carry as far as the words it echoes
When everything I say seeks to re-calibrate to and reverberate truth
Finding my harmony in the melody of You
My symphony finds solace in the orchestra of grace
...
#hope
#God
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#sacrifice
55 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 12:38pm
28th Jul 2021 12:38pm
POSSIBLY A NOBLE SACRIFICE
I feel like a bee
That’s just had its guts spilled out—
To what end, unknown
That’s just had its guts spilled out—
To what end, unknown
#bees
#senryu
#sacrifice
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