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.
cabcool
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 11:18pm
19th Nov 2023 11:18pm
how quelling, now, your dwelling
plucked-flower reaping song
“We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees,
yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid
when told they are loved.”—Brandi Snyder
how linden
in the garden,
resplendent in the cradle
of the wind,
the conversations
of bright, charming roses
and sweet forget-me-nots,
cut short by strident knife
in prime of life!
not knowing
where they’re going,
they huddle close to hear
the reaping song:
hasten to me,...
“We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees,
yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid
when told they are loved.”—Brandi Snyder
how linden
in the garden,
resplendent in the cradle
of the wind,
the conversations
of bright, charming roses
and sweet forget-me-nots,
cut short by strident knife
in prime of life!
not knowing
where they’re going,
they huddle close to hear
the reaping song:
hasten to me,...
#flowers
#rose
#nature
#sacrifice
#deception
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cabcool
Poem Published
19th Nov 2023 7:27pm
19th Nov 2023 7:27pm
bloomin' sacrifices
the fate of fallen flow'rs
a sonnet
“A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions—so delicate in form yet
strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in
life yet long on effect.”—Terri Guillemets
cut flow'rs are part of adam's fallen race:
today they bloom, tomorrow losing face,
wind-dancing in the fragrant morning light,
ere comatose they waste in vasen plight.
the hand that culls them is the sword of fate,
the withering, as man's brief days abate;
the seeds that fall, the progeny of love,
the...
a sonnet
“A flower’s appeal is in its contradictions—so delicate in form yet
strong in fragrance, so small in size yet big in beauty, so short in
life yet long on effect.”—Terri Guillemets
cut flow'rs are part of adam's fallen race:
today they bloom, tomorrow losing face,
wind-dancing in the fragrant morning light,
ere comatose they waste in vasen plight.
the hand that culls them is the sword of fate,
the withering, as man's brief days abate;
the seeds that fall, the progeny of love,
the...
#death
#flowers
#nature
#redemption
#sacrifice
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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
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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
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
9th Nov 2023 3:24pm
9th Nov 2023 3:24pm
Thought She Made It Out
Veronica thought
she made it out of the life
but that was before
some guy named David blackmailed
the Lynx to pull one more job.
she made it out of the life
but that was before
some guy named David blackmailed
the Lynx to pull one more job.
#bullying
#fiction
#tanka
#sacrifice
#choices
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Ash74
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2023 9:05am
3rd Nov 2023 9:05am
Change
What would it take for your kindness to fade?
What promise would tempt you to abandon your moral standing?
You do not seem to want for anything
Perhaps your empathy will be your downfall
Would you damn strangers for a chance to save your beloved?
Would you be consumed by grief that you push everyone else away?
You do not seem to want a compromise
Perhaps you will find that it’s worth it
What promise would tempt you to abandon your moral standing?
You do not seem to want for anything
Perhaps your empathy will be your downfall
Would you damn strangers for a chance to save your beloved?
Would you be consumed by grief that you push everyone else away?
You do not seem to want a compromise
Perhaps you will find that it’s worth it
#sadness
#love
#sacrifice #bittersweet
#sacrifice #bittersweet
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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
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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
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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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deadwolf
Poem Published
1st Oct 2023 9:50pm
1st Oct 2023 9:50pm
Midnight Conjuring
``~~~...~~~```
Even in death,
dark thoughts rot mine soul
That which I kept inside
has made its way out
that which was hid
among mine seven deadly sins
conjured,
In the midnight sun of the necromancer
vivianite bones
Old and decrepit
darken green blue & black,
```~~~… ...~~~```
That which was hid inside,
has found its way out
And am left as dead things among the living
In the valley of dry bones
```~~~… … ...~~~```
Even in death,
dark thoughts rot mine soul
That which I kept inside
has made its way out
that which was hid
among mine seven deadly sins
conjured,
In the midnight sun of the necromancer
vivianite bones
Old and decrepit
darken green blue & black,
```~~~… ...~~~```
That which was hid inside,
has found its way out
And am left as dead things among the living
In the valley of dry bones
```~~~… … ...~~~```
#rebirth
#TruthOfLife
#magic
#sacrifice
#curse
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LonelyBrokenDemon
Ritshe
Ritshe
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2023 4:28pm
22nd Sep 2023 4:28pm
Illusions
The difference between you and me is quite simple.
It's just that what you call a lie,
I call it being in an illusion.
Sometimes you tend to keep people
Under an illusion just to make them happy
By telling them the things that they wish to hear.
But I guess, keeping the ones you love
or perhaps anyone for that matter in an illusion,
Can be the best and the worst thing you can
ever do to them.
And again, It's ironic for me to say
I hate illusions when I love the one where
I force myself to be in, close to you.
It's just that what you call a lie,
I call it being in an illusion.
Sometimes you tend to keep people
Under an illusion just to make them happy
By telling them the things that they wish to hear.
But I guess, keeping the ones you love
or perhaps anyone for that matter in an illusion,
Can be the best and the worst thing you can
ever do to them.
And again, It's ironic for me to say
I hate illusions when I love the one where
I force myself to be in, close to you.
#love
#secrets
#lies
#sacrifice
#manipulation
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cabcool
Poem Published
19th Sep 2023 7:45pm
19th Sep 2023 7:45pm
the widow's might
For I have never been that poor, [nor have I
ever] been that rich.”―Edwina Gateley
predicament is not the balm of fools,
nor palaces of comfort to the poor;
the worldly-wise thinks that the world he rules
must build new granaries his wealth to store.
then comes the widow with her conscience clear
who, in her giving, reckons not the cost
of emptiness, inspired by godly fear,
to give the least, yet sacrifice the most.
trust not the quantum of your dollar-worth, ...
ever] been that rich.”―Edwina Gateley
predicament is not the balm of fools,
nor palaces of comfort to the poor;
the worldly-wise thinks that the world he rules
must build new granaries his wealth to store.
then comes the widow with her conscience clear
who, in her giving, reckons not the cost
of emptiness, inspired by godly fear,
to give the least, yet sacrifice the most.
trust not the quantum of your dollar-worth, ...
#money
#humankind
#inequality
#poverty
#sacrifice
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