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.
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:32pm
Yesterday 5:32pm
Can't Unsee The Truth
I'm writing this story, and I'm now 100% obsessed with getting it finished.
But I wish it didn't have to be polished and neat to be accepted.
Oh, God, this world is sick. This world kicked me. This world destroyed me. This world is superficial and fake.
But damn it, I want my voice heard. "I want my pink shirt back." I'm a library full of pop culture.
A few more months of having to fake all of this.
My story will be heard.
I'm that girl, Diana Rose, coming from the dead.
To live out a tale that is so...
But I wish it didn't have to be polished and neat to be accepted.
Oh, God, this world is sick. This world kicked me. This world destroyed me. This world is superficial and fake.
But damn it, I want my voice heard. "I want my pink shirt back." I'm a library full of pop culture.
A few more months of having to fake all of this.
My story will be heard.
I'm that girl, Diana Rose, coming from the dead.
To live out a tale that is so...
#lies
#sacrifice
#suffering #TruthOfLife
#suffering #TruthOfLife
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 00:56am
6th Feb 2025 00:56am
Necropolis-a-lago
As suspected, Bibi was in cahoots,
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
with global conservatives that include
the genocide jingo MAGA galoots
jonesing for Mediterranean crude.
Where now are the cries of "Genocide Joe"?
Now that Trump reveals the master plan
of Levantine resorts with oil below
at the beckon call of the master man...
arms akimbo over the smoking bones
of countless families for each guilty dude,
which no holocaust ghost likely condones,
as they know too well the cost of a feud...
a lesson lost on MAGA ambition ...
#curse
#evil
#hate
#lies
#sacrifice
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Duice
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 7:56am
5th Feb 2025 7:56am
The Destroyer (Part 5)
Doling excruciating pain is obsession to a valiant soldier
that has arm wrestled the epitome of Death to that
Fighting for infinity wraith on the other dark side
of time and space in stone grips to strike back
Black Panther speaking open heart surgery
to parade of Ancestors razor claws drawn
I do it for Wakanda across the chest
til life RIPs respawn or blood gone
Silver fox too cunning to be meat
in afterlife a simp or devoured
When I die it’ll be sacrificial in stance extinguished
glorious Lamb to awaken bright side empowered
A...
that has arm wrestled the epitome of Death to that
Fighting for infinity wraith on the other dark side
of time and space in stone grips to strike back
Black Panther speaking open heart surgery
to parade of Ancestors razor claws drawn
I do it for Wakanda across the chest
til life RIPs respawn or blood gone
Silver fox too cunning to be meat
in afterlife a simp or devoured
When I die it’ll be sacrificial in stance extinguished
glorious Lamb to awaken bright side empowered
A...
#faith
#fate
#redemption
#sacrifice
#spiritual
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Mando82
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:08pm
4th Feb 2025 3:08pm
My Obsession My Slutty Succubus Queen
#dark
#erotic
#manipulation
#sacrifice
#temptation
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TheVORTEXRETURNS
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 7:26pm
29th Jan 2025 7:26pm
"The Radiant Reckoning"
Countless beams of resplendent light. The illumination
of inescapable judgments.
The lustrous fires of a focused might.
The overpowering foreknowledge of fate and its purpose. Though an evil was unleashed.
The shackles that bind us unable to subdue its menace.
It glows with the light that would make us cower hiding all of are secrets.
Its blinding reckoning would make us fearful of its purpose.
The silence that would descend would overpower the winds that surround us.
The reckoning of that vivid test would ultimately prove ...
of inescapable judgments.
The lustrous fires of a focused might.
The overpowering foreknowledge of fate and its purpose. Though an evil was unleashed.
The shackles that bind us unable to subdue its menace.
It glows with the light that would make us cower hiding all of are secrets.
Its blinding reckoning would make us fearful of its purpose.
The silence that would descend would overpower the winds that surround us.
The reckoning of that vivid test would ultimately prove ...
#morality
#mythology
#pagan
#rebirth
#sacrifice
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 2:40pm
26th Jan 2025 2:40pm
The Portal
Princess Alia circles her pointed finger around and around, opening the portal of Hell.
"Yahweh, I know the truth, you bitch! You're the real devil that's keeping us all down. So, why don't you? Why don't you take me to the abyss?"
Hell. Admit one.
She saw this on a girl's earrings at Best Buy before.
And she knows it very well is a sign...
A sign that's she's the one who will go.
Once a man named Jesus went to Hell for 3 billion years...
Now, a woman must go... The Princess of Hell and Earth...
"Yahweh, I know the truth, you bitch! You're the real devil that's keeping us all down. So, why don't you? Why don't you take me to the abyss?"
Hell. Admit one.
She saw this on a girl's earrings at Best Buy before.
And she knows it very well is a sign...
A sign that's she's the one who will go.
Once a man named Jesus went to Hell for 3 billion years...
Now, a woman must go... The Princess of Hell and Earth...
#sacrifice
#spiritual
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OccultCatalyst
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 8:45am
23rd Jan 2025 8:45am
Invocation
I call upon the Legion, from the depths of darkest night,
Lilith’s breath in my veins, I bask in her wicked light.
Through the gates of Hell I crawl, and the demons answer back,
Feel the fire of the Abyss, let it burn my soul to black.
In the name of Azazel, I curse your hollow prayers,
Lucifer’s hand on my chest, showing me the snare.
I spit on your salvation, on the lies of your gods,
The flames of Perdition consume you, bound in iron rods.
By the black sun, I rise, anointed by despair,
Feel the weight of demons, feel the cold, bitter...
Lilith’s breath in my veins, I bask in her wicked light.
Through the gates of Hell I crawl, and the demons answer back,
Feel the fire of the Abyss, let it burn my soul to black.
In the name of Azazel, I curse your hollow prayers,
Lucifer’s hand on my chest, showing me the snare.
I spit on your salvation, on the lies of your gods,
The flames of Perdition consume you, bound in iron rods.
By the black sun, I rise, anointed by despair,
Feel the weight of demons, feel the cold, bitter...
#dark
#hate
#sacrifice #suffering
#sacrifice #suffering
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ChaosScripted
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 3:02am
21st Jan 2025 3:02am
Prophetic Vision: 2:20 am, January 21, 2024
This is the vision that came to me from the Lord, my Father Above:
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
#faith
#rebirth
#sacrifice
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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OccultCatalyst
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:13am
21st Jan 2025 1:13am
Even Fire Is In Jest
From the depths of shadow,
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.
Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.
I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.
But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...
I rise, unchained,
A tempest burning in veins,
An echo of stars undone.
Lust and longing,
Ashes and flame,
A symphony of chaos,
Screaming my name.
I am the void,
I am the spark,
In the stillness of the abyss,
I ignite the dark.
But here I’m still burning, alive, on the inside,
So I bathe myself in the murk, in the rot,
The plague come forth like a wave recessing the tide,
Infecting my mind like a virus invoking this blasphemous blood clot.
A shadow of a memory; a fading...
#faith
#lies
#sacrifice
#silence
#suffering
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poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 11:50am
14th Jan 2025 11:50am
Fellah, a Man of Earth, a Man or Worth
Je t'admire, toi le Fellah dans les vastes champs
Dans le brouillard et le matin, dans le cruel froid
Je t'admire, car tu es le seul unique survivant
Et,quand périssons nous , la terre te reviendra
Je t'admire amplement quand tu dors peu de temps
Sachant que le sommeil est un esprit fainéant
Croyant que si tu laisses les beaux rêves t'emporter
La graine dans le sol ne donnera jamais ses fruits..
Tu as les champs, les jardins, tu as toute la terre
Et moi j'ai le paysage, les saisons et les fleurs ...
Dans le brouillard et le matin, dans le cruel froid
Je t'admire, car tu es le seul unique survivant
Et,quand périssons nous , la terre te reviendra
Je t'admire amplement quand tu dors peu de temps
Sachant que le sommeil est un esprit fainéant
Croyant que si tu laisses les beaux rêves t'emporter
La graine dans le sol ne donnera jamais ses fruits..
Tu as les champs, les jardins, tu as toute la terre
Et moi j'ai le paysage, les saisons et les fleurs ...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#spiritual
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oraclesight
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:34am
10th Jan 2025 1:34am
A Day Dream Within A Youthless Spirit
Do you have a banister?
Are you walking palm upwards?
Callous from the blisters
The finger whispers:
"Edge of Nantucket, Freed."
Where the synapses play on me.
This island of modern connectivity
Lace pools of floating sorrow.
Life relays a message for tomorrow:
"Peace will be held captive until a relapse
Or an understanding of true halos
Amongst my fellow children hill of eyes.
You will all know a piece before the whole
Truth.
A roulette of choices and...
Are you walking palm upwards?
Callous from the blisters
The finger whispers:
"Edge of Nantucket, Freed."
Where the synapses play on me.
This island of modern connectivity
Lace pools of floating sorrow.
Life relays a message for tomorrow:
"Peace will be held captive until a relapse
Or an understanding of true halos
Amongst my fellow children hill of eyes.
You will all know a piece before the whole
Truth.
A roulette of choices and...
#apocalypse
#rebirth
#sacrifice
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Nvmb
Poem Published
9th Jan 2025 11:18pm
9th Jan 2025 11:18pm
Chasm
Your name is carved into my skin,
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.
The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.
Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.
I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are...
A prayer, a curse, I let you in.
You are the silence in my veins,
A dark refrain, a lover’s chains.
I built a bridge to leave this hell,
But every step, I fell, I fell.
The void is calling, soft and slow,
A place where only shadows grow.
Drag me down—
I won’t resist.
Break my bones
With every kiss.
The chasm waits, its mouth agape,
No hope, no end, no chance escape.
I hear your voice in empty halls,
A hymn that drips, that cracks, that calls.
Your hands are...
#dark
#sacrifice
#shadows
#suffering
#tragedy
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