Poems About Sacrifice Published by Members Recently Online
#sacrifice
IMPOTENCY OF LIES
TRUTH
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#tradition
490 reads
7 Comments
IMPOTENCY OF LIES
TRUTH
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#tradition
490 reads
7 Comments
IMPOTENCY OF LIES
TRUTH
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#tradition
490 reads
7 Comments
IMPOTENCY OF LIES
TRUTH
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#tradition
490 reads
7 Comments
IMPOTENCY OF LIES
TRUTH
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
I've never forgotten
the lessons I learned from
the Dharma taught by
Tibetan Buddist priests
in my quest for enlightenment
and reality.
I've recently been resurrecting
and meditating on a principle
related to Yin-Yang, the power
and role of opposites:
There is light and darkness,
Day and night,
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Etched in my cranium
are the words from a
teacher:
"A lie has never liberated
anyone, it may make it seem
to be so for a moment, but
in the end, will be...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#tradition
490 reads
7 Comments
New Property Of That One Outlaw Motorcycle Club
Ellie woke up so hungover.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#sacrifice
#suffering
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0 Comments
New Property Of That One Outlaw Motorcycle Club
Ellie woke up so hungover.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#sacrifice
#suffering
93 reads
0 Comments
New Property Of That One Outlaw Motorcycle Club
Ellie woke up so hungover.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#sacrifice
#suffering
93 reads
0 Comments
New Property Of That One Outlaw Motorcycle Club
Ellie woke up so hungover.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#sacrifice
#suffering
93 reads
0 Comments
New Property Of That One Outlaw Motorcycle Club
Ellie woke up so hungover.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
She sees a dragon tattooed on her.
She belongs to the Shoguns.
#alcohol
#corruption
#fiction
#sacrifice
#suffering
93 reads
0 Comments
Poetic Rebirth
i love the fields that stretch to where the eye fades
and the thick remote forest that gives emerald shades
with oaken branches, and wild hard fruit, heavily laden
where the wolf hides, and shepherds watch over the herds
i am at home,when i roam the flat green wheat fields
sizzling locusts make them ripe, while the sun gilds
and they stretch to horizon line, like a green carpet
that sways to every winds breathing, smooth like velvet
fair and meek is the wind of the hilly rocky mountains
where i haunt the place, homely...
and the thick remote forest that gives emerald shades
with oaken branches, and wild hard fruit, heavily laden
where the wolf hides, and shepherds watch over the herds
i am at home,when i roam the flat green wheat fields
sizzling locusts make them ripe, while the sun gilds
and they stretch to horizon line, like a green carpet
that sways to every winds breathing, smooth like velvet
fair and meek is the wind of the hilly rocky mountains
where i haunt the place, homely...
#religion
#spiritual
#philosophical
#morality
#sacrifice
305 reads
5 Comments
Poetic Rebirth
i love the fields that stretch to where the eye fades
and the thick remote forest that gives emerald shades
with oaken branches, and wild hard fruit, heavily laden
where the wolf hides, and shepherds watch over the herds
i am at home,when i roam the flat green wheat fields
sizzling locusts make them ripe, while the sun gilds
and they stretch to horizon line, like a green carpet
that sways to every winds breathing, smooth like velvet
fair and meek is the wind of the hilly rocky mountains
where i haunt the place, homely...
and the thick remote forest that gives emerald shades
with oaken branches, and wild hard fruit, heavily laden
where the wolf hides, and shepherds watch over the herds
i am at home,when i roam the flat green wheat fields
sizzling locusts make them ripe, while the sun gilds
and they stretch to horizon line, like a green carpet
that sways to every winds breathing, smooth like velvet
fair and meek is the wind of the hilly rocky mountains
where i haunt the place, homely...
#religion
#spiritual
#philosophical
#morality
#sacrifice
305 reads
5 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sacrifice Published by Members Recently Online