Sacrifice Poems
A Mother's Love
by Disha Shree
A heart that has grown infinitely wide, over the years,
One for surprises, each day a multitude of tiny, small things,
In a life so ordinary, she was the one extraordinary,
Only mother could turn the mundane into fascination and love.
She had the kind of selfless and sacrificing love, which said-
"I would die for my child, any time, any place,"
She was the spark that ignited hope in my dark soul,
Heedless to say, she was the star of my black hole.
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Villanelle Of The Temptress
by James Joyce
Are you not weary of ardent ways,
Lure of the fallen seraphim?
Tell no more of enchanted days.
Your eyes have set man's heart ablaze
And you have had your will of him.
Are you not weary of ardent ways?
Above the flame the smoke of praise
Goes up from ocean rim to rim.
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~tired
by Shruti Sidpara
She was tired
He couldn’t see the level of tired. He saw the outside , the one giving smiles , showing up and yet inside she felt the tiredness , the tired of trying to keep up , the tired of responsibilities , the tired of worries , but she kept on moving forward.
She kept on loving and giving , she kept on hoping , she kept showing up, she knew her giving mattered , she pushed her all forward , all out of love.
Even in the tired.
Candle(man)
by R C
There once was a man
His skin was made of milk-white wax
Though his flesh was still made of tissue and
Blood
Now, being such a peculiar
Person
He was, understandably, shunned by
The people
So, to prove his worth
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another bulimic princess
by Bogdan Dragos
mashed potatoes
poached eggs
beans
and some homemade garlic sauce
but no meat for the
princess's sensitive stomach
"I'm full," she said
"No, you are not," said mother. "Eat up. Finish
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I have borne my life
by Abdulwahab Nakouzi
I have borne my life, a life of debris and waste,
turned dark and bitter, sour and poison-laced,
to bear and carry this one’s and that one’s hefty load;
I thought light and mirth lay at the end of such road;
I thought death and dark shunned such heavenly abode.
Soon, that ache for another’s smile shall wilt and dry;
soon, that burn and sear for another’s pain and tear
shall fade and dim with time, burn into a cold sigh.
Soon, it shall all come about; soon, I won’t be near.
So, rejoice and relish in time’s imminent plot;
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Weeping Hands
by Christopher Kolmen
If the rose is a beauty that refuse to be held too tight,
Then let me be the hand that bleeds against its thorns.
Weeping as I share its grace with the world.
Because of Jesus
by Pilgrim Roy
Because of Jesus I go free.
because He suffered there for me.
Because He stayed and did not run .
Because He said 'God's will be done.'
My transgressions on Him were laid
and lash by lash my debts He paid.
Blow by blow for each iniquity
as they nailed Him there upon the tree.
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Candle(man)
by R C
There once was a man
His skin was made of milk-white wax
Though his flesh was still made of tissue and
Blood
Now, being such a peculiar
Person
He was, understandably, shunned by
The people
So, to prove his worth
......
The unknown soldier
by Baramundi Roy
Unknown to us, yet known to God,
as through World War 1 he trod.
He'd never fought a war before
and did not like the sights he saw.
The shells and bullets flying by
and the carnage that made him cry.
He gave his all, his life he spent
as onward and upward he went.
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