Poems About Sacrifice Seeking Friendly Advice
#sacrifice
He Is Her Master
He is her master and only to him do she belong.
My protector, her lover her disciplinarian if I do wrong.
She serve only him to satisfy his every want and need.
As she sit in nadu before him and remember the slave creed.
On her left hip is the brand in the form of the letter S.
To remind her she his and that it is the slave way.
Around her neck is the collar his master has given she.
Others know she belong to him only her no longer free.
To be a pleasure slave is a privilege that requires great skill.
Learning the positions and the...
My protector, her lover her disciplinarian if I do wrong.
She serve only him to satisfy his every want and need.
As she sit in nadu before him and remember the slave creed.
On her left hip is the brand in the form of the letter S.
To remind her she his and that it is the slave way.
Around her neck is the collar his master has given she.
Others know she belong to him only her no longer free.
To be a pleasure slave is a privilege that requires great skill.
Learning the positions and the...
#secrets
#sacrifice
#obsession
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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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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People's solidarity
When you see the power of solidarity
All disputes and contradictions are scattered
All the people come together for one work
one word
hand in hand
Help our brothers
One man stood and stood
To help our countrymen
Why can't we always be united?
Why unite only in times of disaster
Why don't we always stay united and one hand?
The human mentality must learn a lesson
Union is strength and brings peace
In unity we can overcome all problems
Today, after the disaster, we are hand in hand
Tomorrow we will see if only we are...
All disputes and contradictions are scattered
All the people come together for one work
one word
hand in hand
Help our brothers
One man stood and stood
To help our countrymen
Why can't we always be united?
Why unite only in times of disaster
Why don't we always stay united and one hand?
The human mentality must learn a lesson
Union is strength and brings peace
In unity we can overcome all problems
Today, after the disaster, we are hand in hand
Tomorrow we will see if only we are...
#soldiers
#sacrifice
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No man’s land
She dreamt of a love pure as the driven snow . Unblemished. It isn’t though . Love is messy it hurts at times and it hides behind pride . It lacks compassion and words and lies . Not in the beginning but give it time . The believer becomes the atheist for ever more and it can never open up like before . Once your trust has been tested beyond all sane comprehension, I have cancer he said to cover up an affair with a baby on the way. Pain sets up home . It’s a form of personal protection . It is though the end of the line . A destructive destination . She stands on no man’s land ....
#sadness
#loneliness
#TruthOfLife
#emptiness
#sacrifice
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Sacrifice
you can say whatever you want
I'll sell my soul to the devil
if only to protect the broken
maybe that makes me evil
using his power
but I ain't dumb
I know I'll burn up
when it's all said and done
but with each flame
is a life I'll save
picture me with a smile on my face
just know it cost me everything
I can be your hero
I can be your savior
I can hold up the world
I can get the girl
I can also be your sacrifice
the one to blame for all your pain
hurling insults my way
just know it cost me...
I'll sell my soul to the devil
if only to protect the broken
maybe that makes me evil
using his power
but I ain't dumb
I know I'll burn up
when it's all said and done
but with each flame
is a life I'll save
picture me with a smile on my face
just know it cost me everything
I can be your hero
I can be your savior
I can hold up the world
I can get the girl
I can also be your sacrifice
the one to blame for all your pain
hurling insults my way
just know it cost me...
#sacrifice
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Who cares what we see ?
I understand now that I'm not a wreck but a deeply caring person in a structured decaying environment . I feel deep emotions I cry and I smile because I'm paying attention. Watching all the time and I feel every change in a face without a sound . It’s my heart it’s infiltrated my eyes and my mind . People are becoming a commodity how many hours of a body can be utilised working for its pay to stay afloat in sinking boats of interest rises and electric and gas charges and the cost to just survive. No wonder we are becoming desensitised. How can one not be to cope in such choppy waters . I...
#children
#women
#men
#humankind
#sacrifice
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Vessel
Thunder and lightning empower me
consume me on this altar of divinity
like rivers my essence rushes from me
invigorating me as you cling to my shaking thighs
Iridium laced in my blood I'll set you free
bind me to the stone I'll be your offering
engraving in a dagger may your blade strike deep
enrapture me my crippled heart can't leave
you now
The venom in my veins creeps like a hearse
consume me let my pain become your curse
feel my demons as they thank you for your worst
this icy tomb will cover up your skin in...
consume me on this altar of divinity
like rivers my essence rushes from me
invigorating me as you cling to my shaking thighs
Iridium laced in my blood I'll set you free
bind me to the stone I'll be your offering
engraving in a dagger may your blade strike deep
enrapture me my crippled heart can't leave
you now
The venom in my veins creeps like a hearse
consume me let my pain become your curse
feel my demons as they thank you for your worst
this icy tomb will cover up your skin in...
#love
#sacrifice
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