Poems About Sacrifice Seeking Friendly Advice
#sacrifice
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
21st Sep 2024 4:59pm
21st Sep 2024 4:59pm
a watchman
when
a daughter
asked to his father
who was
guarding the buildings,,,
""papa...don't you get sleep?
n he answered,
I don't sleep
because
dreams remain awake
in your smiling eyes..."
a daughter
asked to his father
who was
guarding the buildings,,,
""papa...don't you get sleep?
n he answered,
I don't sleep
because
dreams remain awake
in your smiling eyes..."
#dark
#sacrifice
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Connotation
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 1:07am
31st Aug 2024 1:07am
Atmospheric Exuberance
Into the swirling seas,
Spiraling colors designate waves.
Light and dark imagined,
Gathering common hearts,
The rainbow's pale eyes
Landed over seven times,
Global navigation.
Denied purpose and truth,
No citation for an anomaly,
Naked human wonder.
Stability fallen,
Sensuality aloft.
Gauging the balance,
Sacrifice is forgotten,
Traded for sin.
Explore the rain,
Deep shades of depression.
Chasing the wind's voice,
Haunted...
Spiraling colors designate waves.
Light and dark imagined,
Gathering common hearts,
The rainbow's pale eyes
Landed over seven times,
Global navigation.
Denied purpose and truth,
No citation for an anomaly,
Naked human wonder.
Stability fallen,
Sensuality aloft.
Gauging the balance,
Sacrifice is forgotten,
Traded for sin.
Explore the rain,
Deep shades of depression.
Chasing the wind's voice,
Haunted...
#hope
#love
#morality
#sacrifice
#spiritual
101 reads
2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
7th Jun 2024 6:31am
7th Jun 2024 6:31am
The Long Dance from Midnight
the mountains was young as the pristine earth
in ancient times' sepia lights lustily glow
Shamans chants their songs with nature
each breath of air waking the spirits, flowed
the rhythm of gongs mesmerising
the dance of the Shamans enchanting
the shrieked answers from the mountains bone chilling
nature's spirit sings out in eerie voices
the spirits coalesced with the Shamans
a painful grouping of the supernatural
with the natural scrapping flesh to bones
as barbed wire wrapped around the mortal coil
and then they...
in ancient times' sepia lights lustily glow
Shamans chants their songs with nature
each breath of air waking the spirits, flowed
the rhythm of gongs mesmerising
the dance of the Shamans enchanting
the shrieked answers from the mountains bone chilling
nature's spirit sings out in eerie voices
the spirits coalesced with the Shamans
a painful grouping of the supernatural
with the natural scrapping flesh to bones
as barbed wire wrapped around the mortal coil
and then they...
#sacrifice
#TruthOfLife
119 reads
11 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2024 12:20pm
22nd Apr 2024 12:20pm
I Will Remember Today
I think most
have walked the edge
the one separating is and isn't
a world of competing sensations
or the cloying tasteless grey
Some walk the edge as ritual
and a daily addiction
seeking reason
to pick up the burdens
of a lifetime of sin and regret
just carry it another mile
I have been this person
in many ways I still am
to live each day as the last
and in that final denial of humanity
something grows unforeseen
The flowing, caressing water ...
have walked the edge
the one separating is and isn't
a world of competing sensations
or the cloying tasteless grey
Some walk the edge as ritual
and a daily addiction
seeking reason
to pick up the burdens
of a lifetime of sin and regret
just carry it another mile
I have been this person
in many ways I still am
to live each day as the last
and in that final denial of humanity
something grows unforeseen
The flowing, caressing water ...
#dark
#honesty
#sacrifice #strength
#sacrifice #strength
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
16th Jan 2024 3:56pm
16th Jan 2024 3:56pm
The others
You live rent free in your head.
No intention is valued.
Your resilience is incredible,like "Duracell" you continue,and continue and continue and never ends.
In their peeon heads,they think by their continuous attacks on you,it will create descent. Not knowing,your innermost strength prevails,as it's meant.
A natural born alchemist.
Whatever negative you go through,makes you more powerful.
You are not normal.
You are an unrecognisable sentient.
But in their brain,you are nothing,
merely a meagre lowly crumb.
To step...
No intention is valued.
Your resilience is incredible,like "Duracell" you continue,and continue and continue and never ends.
In their peeon heads,they think by their continuous attacks on you,it will create descent. Not knowing,your innermost strength prevails,as it's meant.
A natural born alchemist.
Whatever negative you go through,makes you more powerful.
You are not normal.
You are an unrecognisable sentient.
But in their brain,you are nothing,
merely a meagre lowly crumb.
To step...
#faith
#spiritual
#magic #sacrifice
#magic #sacrifice
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1 Comment
GN101
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 11:40am
1st Jan 2024 11:40am
Hungriest Predator
Hunts last
A still tongue, a wise mind
Hunts last
Shades of decay ring clear
Idiosyncratic shaft
Bubbling inside
Lust will froth…
Hungriest Predator hunts last
Assiduous reverberation
Shimmering prescience
Absolute intoxication
Assiduous reverberation
Hunts last
A still tongue, a wise mind
Hunts last
Shades of decay ring clear
Idiosyncratic shaft
Bubbling inside
Lust will froth…
Hungriest Predator hunts last
Assiduous reverberation
Shimmering prescience
Absolute intoxication
Assiduous reverberation
Hunts last
#luck
#sacrifice
139 reads
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guy__ville
Poem Published
14th Nov 2023 10:42pm
14th Nov 2023 10:42pm
The Fox
At dawn, the hungry fox forgets to munch,
For you, it starves, its brain in quite a crunch,
At noon, it eyes its food but can't take a bite,
Your charms have left it in quite a silly plight.
By twilight, it's a mess, a bewildered, lovesick hunch,
With a belly grumbling and a mind out to lunch,
Through sleepless nights, it's you that's in its bed,
But really, it should be eating, the fox has said.
For you, it starves, its brain in quite a crunch,
At noon, it eyes its food but can't take a bite,
Your charms have left it in quite a silly plight.
By twilight, it's a mess, a bewildered, lovesick hunch,
With a belly grumbling and a mind out to lunch,
Through sleepless nights, it's you that's in its bed,
But really, it should be eating, the fox has said.
#love
#crush
#passion
#sacrifice
#obsession
214 reads
6 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 1:29pm
10th Nov 2023 1:29pm
Moon over Borneo
gather near o’ kinfolks mine
by the fire's glow let's hear the chant
sacred circle and holding hands
let spirit's call from ancient mind
guidance we seek from realms of yore
wise ancestors’ spirits of old
your wisdom we seek for knowledge be
may the veil of time gently shift
guide us enlighten us o' wise one
we summon powers of the divine
we chant our mantra from earth's deep
incantations to scour the heavens high
we call upon the spirits from high
visions be granted our wishes be
darkness banish our sights be...
by the fire's glow let's hear the chant
sacred circle and holding hands
let spirit's call from ancient mind
guidance we seek from realms of yore
wise ancestors’ spirits of old
your wisdom we seek for knowledge be
may the veil of time gently shift
guide us enlighten us o' wise one
we summon powers of the divine
we chant our mantra from earth's deep
incantations to scour the heavens high
we call upon the spirits from high
visions be granted our wishes be
darkness banish our sights be...
#historical
#sacrifice
141 reads
7 Comments
robert43041
Viking
Viking
Poem Published
17th Oct 2023 2:44pm
17th Oct 2023 2:44pm
Ode to Belzébuth
On the altar as a sacrifice
To Belzébuth
Lays the young victim
Drugged to sleep
A vein opened
The blood flow controlled
By the High Priest,
The blood served in chalices
In a perfect mix of
Half blood, half wine of the highest quality
And served on silver plates
Along with honeyed waffles.
To Belzébuth
Lays the young victim
Drugged to sleep
A vein opened
The blood flow controlled
By the High Priest,
The blood served in chalices
In a perfect mix of
Half blood, half wine of the highest quality
And served on silver plates
Along with honeyed waffles.
#mythology
#sacrifice
#tradition
110 reads
2 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
14th Oct 2023 8:34am
14th Oct 2023 8:34am
modest finances
Modest finances
We're supposed to travel to the Algarve, stay at a posh hotel, and eat at a restaurant that sells African food
on my birthday
So many medical bills coming, an unhealthy thud in our post-box and the tediousness of re-insuring the car to walk in our car-infested town and the lengths to banks and medical facility makes a car
a must.
Of course, we could go to the Algarve, stay at a doss house, and risk fighting the bedbugs, there have been many French tourists this year.
When the finances are modest, it is not tragic one has to be less craven...
We're supposed to travel to the Algarve, stay at a posh hotel, and eat at a restaurant that sells African food
on my birthday
So many medical bills coming, an unhealthy thud in our post-box and the tediousness of re-insuring the car to walk in our car-infested town and the lengths to banks and medical facility makes a car
a must.
Of course, we could go to the Algarve, stay at a doss house, and risk fighting the bedbugs, there have been many French tourists this year.
When the finances are modest, it is not tragic one has to be less craven...
#courage
#dark
#romantic
#patience
#sacrifice
107 reads
1 Comment
Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
12th Oct 2023 5:50am
12th Oct 2023 5:50am
1993
They&re not allowed to see,what you and me,plus one more,makes three,do,on the made up,for us three, bathroom floor.
Where,
Incidentally,Pope,what's his name,
who thinks he's God Almighty,
do you remember,took our virginity.
Praise The Lord 1993.
©SukiSushiCrown.12-10-2023.
Where,
Incidentally,Pope,what's his name,
who thinks he's God Almighty,
do you remember,took our virginity.
Praise The Lord 1993.
©SukiSushiCrown.12-10-2023.
#morality
#sacrifice
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0 Comments
Too_hot69
BelindaSnow
BelindaSnow
Poem Published
11th Oct 2023 2:07pm
11th Oct 2023 2:07pm
Another War
Another war,
It's been heard before.
Another war,
What's this one for?
Another war,
Hundreds dead, if not more.
Another war,
Weapons causing uproar.
Another war,
Shaking societies to the core.
Another war,
More commotion, more furore.
Another war?
Cease fire and be enemies no more.
It's been heard before.
Another war,
What's this one for?
Another war,
Hundreds dead, if not more.
Another war,
Weapons causing uproar.
Another war,
Shaking societies to the core.
Another war,
More commotion, more furore.
Another war?
Cease fire and be enemies no more.
#hate
#dark
#tragedy
#suffering
#sacrifice
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28 Comments
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