Poems About Sacrifice by Top Critiquers
#sacrifice
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 11:22pm
6th Jan 2025 11:22pm
Soulstorm of the Wicked (Ghostlords of the Witch)
Through disease, war and self-destruction the Cunaim city-state fell
They was the greatest of them all who spiraled down broken stairs into hell,
“Those other city-states the Cunaim controlled were put in their place
Even though limited freedom was given they were still looked upon with disgrace,
“One vassal state secretly breed a generation until they bled poisonous blood
Every year performing an evil ritual holiday of sinister loyalty and fake love,
“With a form of Seppuku they would drain themselves dry
Upon farming fields, sewers...
They was the greatest of them all who spiraled down broken stairs into hell,
“Those other city-states the Cunaim controlled were put in their place
Even though limited freedom was given they were still looked upon with disgrace,
“One vassal state secretly breed a generation until they bled poisonous blood
Every year performing an evil ritual holiday of sinister loyalty and fake love,
“With a form of Seppuku they would drain themselves dry
Upon farming fields, sewers...
#dark
#evil
#ghosts #sacrifice
#ghosts #sacrifice
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2 Comments
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
182 reads
2 Comments
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
173 reads
14 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
30th Nov 2019 4:19am
30th Nov 2019 4:19am
blood and gun smoke
She stood fearless
temporarily bulletproof
gun smoke lingering
as death awaited her sacrifice
of blood freely given
a one woman army
dying for her homeland
temporarily bulletproof
gun smoke lingering
as death awaited her sacrifice
of blood freely given
a one woman army
dying for her homeland
#war
#death
#sacrifice
680 reads
5 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Jun 2019 3:17pm
28th Jun 2019 3:17pm
f**king Diablo (Part I)
#dark
#evil
#temptation #sacrifice
#temptation #sacrifice
1073 reads
11 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
202 reads
11 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
8th Jun 2022 11:09am
8th Jun 2022 11:09am
The Narcissist's Lover
The Narcissist's Lover
The world
is a snack
in a narcissist's dream,
for nothing
is ever as sweet
as it seems.
No matter
how much
is given their cause,
It always ends up
just crushed
in their paws.
Drowning
in syrup
then burning in fire,
the object
of lust
and wanton desire,
first all the acting,
all beauty
and lace,
then heartlessly cruel
with love
not a trace.
The world
is a snack
in a narcissist's dream,
for nothing
is ever as sweet
as it seems.
No matter
how much
is given their cause,
It always ends up
just crushed
in their paws.
Drowning
in syrup
then burning in fire,
the object
of lust
and wanton desire,
first all the acting,
all beauty
and lace,
then heartlessly cruel
with love
not a trace.
#dark
#vanity
#sacrifice
493 reads
4 Comments
Hashman
Poem Published
15th Apr 2022 9:19am
15th Apr 2022 9:19am
Mercy
The first blow ripped me open
strips of leather
with bone and glass and lead balls tied to their ends
like fingers of Satan clawing and shredding.
The second blow came quick
goat bone ripping my flesh like raw meat.
The third, fourth, and fifth came so fast
powerful numbing blows so vicious and violent
gashing and tearing skin and muscles, gouging my body
the swirling wind filling the air with the taste of iron
I want to scream, wishing it never was ,knowing it had to be.
The hurt so real,...
strips of leather
with bone and glass and lead balls tied to their ends
like fingers of Satan clawing and shredding.
The second blow came quick
goat bone ripping my flesh like raw meat.
The third, fourth, and fifth came so fast
powerful numbing blows so vicious and violent
gashing and tearing skin and muscles, gouging my body
the swirling wind filling the air with the taste of iron
I want to scream, wishing it never was ,knowing it had to be.
The hurt so real,...
#redemption
#sacrifice
438 reads
6 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2023 1:08am
22nd Mar 2023 1:08am
the purity of waking
her thoughts lie
there
like diseased
shattered
shimmering
glass on the
wet floor of
this moment
time recedes
nothing there
monkey sounds
fill the air
be my discount
love sold by whip
invitation in the
outdoor markets
of Morocco
be my tribal ritual
eaten by the spears
of cruel moonbeams
be my day after
tomorrow that
never arrives
ghost wait on
my front
porch
I will go home
now
and burn the
scarecrow...
there
like diseased
shattered
shimmering
glass on the
wet floor of
this moment
time recedes
nothing there
monkey sounds
fill the air
be my discount
love sold by whip
invitation in the
outdoor markets
of Morocco
be my tribal ritual
eaten by the spears
of cruel moonbeams
be my day after
tomorrow that
never arrives
ghost wait on
my front
porch
I will go home
now
and burn the
scarecrow...
#morality
#sacrifice
236 reads
4 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
13th Apr 2019 3:42pm
13th Apr 2019 3:42pm
Gatling Gun(ned)
Gatling Gun(ned)
(Thirteen of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
in the present might very well
be the antagonist of
rue and regret.
However, assuming the role
of oppugnant may not suffice
for perfervid ligatures have
proven to be a powerful
ally and conduit to the past.
When we kick out past pain
memories full of abusive bile
and fucking predators’ lies
to the curb……………
Does this liberate us from the past?
Three times today
Once a day
A bazillion times
a day
How...
(Thirteen of 30 -- Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2019)
in the present might very well
be the antagonist of
rue and regret.
However, assuming the role
of oppugnant may not suffice
for perfervid ligatures have
proven to be a powerful
ally and conduit to the past.
When we kick out past pain
memories full of abusive bile
and fucking predators’ lies
to the curb……………
Does this liberate us from the past?
Three times today
Once a day
A bazillion times
a day
How...
#love
#sacrifice
#hurt #NaPoWriMo2019
#hurt #NaPoWriMo2019
490 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd May 2020 8:50am
2nd May 2020 8:50am
Aztec Sacrifice
Aztec Sacrifice
His masters tell him, “Don’t lock gaze with feminine eyes. The pit of fire lies deep and hungry like an eclipsed sun whose darkness drives both human and animal mad with black crystal visions to blind the male with the smoking coals of night.”
And the palace of his childhood dreams shakes with earthquakes from unseen fault lines of the fairer sex. Prepubescent lesson one is that female felicitation of form and gravity is evanescent as the morning mist before a summer’s day. Soft curves slope into the pits of depravity from which there is no escape. The...
His masters tell him, “Don’t lock gaze with feminine eyes. The pit of fire lies deep and hungry like an eclipsed sun whose darkness drives both human and animal mad with black crystal visions to blind the male with the smoking coals of night.”
And the palace of his childhood dreams shakes with earthquakes from unseen fault lines of the fairer sex. Prepubescent lesson one is that female felicitation of form and gravity is evanescent as the morning mist before a summer’s day. Soft curves slope into the pits of depravity from which there is no escape. The...
#music
#sacrifice
825 reads
4 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
16th Jul 2023 8:28am
16th Jul 2023 8:28am
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
368 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Sacrifice by Top Critiquers
