Poems about sacrifice for love

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Sacrifice Quotes (1369 quotes)

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Sacrifices poetry: Overlong we have waited presenting our sacrifices. . you know who you are. i love you too much to stay. i hope you can forgive me but for.

A Sacrifice For Love - Poem by Peter Daniel Phiri

Hello, Poetry? Classics Words Blog F. Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. It's not the self-sacrificed When we do what needs to be done, Rather, the false-ego sacrificed At Thee's altar within. If you're not taking bullets, You're making them.

In plight of loving you, I bleed, And willingly surrender my self to death. For with death, comes emancipation. But my heart is entangled with yours, And so is my life, But I have to depart now. My soul is halfway across the journey, singing joyous melodies. My spirit stays with my heart for a while, Which with both great joy and pain,.. Engage in plucking its biting nails from yours, Before the trinity of me flies away to eternity. I can't stop your bleeding heart, Since my heart's nails were rooted so deeply within yours, Neither can I stop your tears from flowing, For it's better your tears flow than your blood drain.

At a dim-lit dining table I sat Alone, but a lone red rose in vase, stood My mind's lost sojourn, she read Confused and searching, my unusual mood Rose asked: May I ask why the look of askance? I could help to bring relief, given a chance Trust me, I would find you an answer It would be pathetic to see you whither! I asked: How do I make my life beautiful? She whispered: It begins with you being truthful Your spirit and heart as one, emit fragrance Become an attractive flower, for instance Take my fragrance with you To give away to others around, the few With her fragrance within, I won many friends Some time passed Again, I went to her and asked: How do I make my life more beautiful? My rose said: You need to be uniquely coulourful Be unique you, yet be real and true Take my firmness, softness, my colour with you Become real, be the real unique you! Her uniqueness stood out, my uniqueness I was loved, I found some happiness Some time passed Again, went to my Rose and asked: How do I make my life complete with love?

Peter Daniel Phiri

Toward high Olympus every white road filled With pilgrims streaming to the blest abode; Each bore rich tribute, some for joys fulfilled, And some for blisses lingering on the road. The pious peasant drives his laden car; The fisher youth bears treasure from the sea; A wife brings honey for the sweets that are; A maid brings roses for the sweets to be. Here strides the soldier with his wreathed sword, No more to glitter in his country's wars; There walks the poet with his mystic word, And smiles at Eros' mild recruit from Mars. But midst these bearers of propitious gifts, Behold where two, a youth and maiden, stand: She bears no boon; his arm no burden lifts, Save her dear fingers pressed within his hand. Their touch ignites the soft delicious fire, Whose rays the very altar-flames eclipse; Their eyes are on each other—sweet desire And yearning passion tremble on their lips. So fair—so strong! Ah, Love!

At a dim-lit dining table I sat Alone, but a lone red rose in vase, stood My mind's lost sojourn, she read Confused and searching, my unusual mood Rose asked: May I ask why the look of askance? I could help to bring relief, given a chance Trust me, I would find you an answer It would be pathetic to see you whither! I asked: How do I make my life beautiful? She whispered: It begins with you being truthful Your spirit and heart as one, emit fragrance Become an attractive flower, for instance Take my fragrance with you To give away to others around, the few With her fragrance within, I won many friends Some time passed Again, I went to her and asked: How do I make my life more beautiful? My rose said: You need to be uniquely coulourful Be unique you, yet be real and true Take my firmness, softness, my colour with you Become real, be the real unique you! Her uniqueness stood out, my uniqueness I was loved, I found some happiness Some time passed Again, went to my Rose and asked: How do I make my life complete with love? She advised: You must learn to love Really love, without being suave!

My Account Logout Register Login. Home Poems Sacrifice. Why isn't empathy more empathized? Meditate on the positive words that are the opposite of the negative words they spit at you. I took the box, said a prayer, and tossed it in the sea I watched the box, slowly sink, to the bottom it would go

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