Sacrificing Poems - Poems about Sacrificing

Oh, Empathy, you divine child of love, I implore Thee to help us sacrifice our self-interest on the altar of common good for only in this way mankind could put aside their differences and find solutions for the benefit of us all! © Demetrios Trifiatis 26 April 2022...

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MY GRANDPARENTS I'm lucky That with God's grace, I enjoy the privilege To have with me My loving grandparents. At forty three Sixteen my son When I suffer from deep nostalgia, Long long back I could memorise A pair of benevolent faces With smiling panacea. With their affectionate hands They fed, groomed And brought me up, Spent nights sleepless Caring watchful and Comforting me in their lap. Ate exactly spent frugally And...

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They told Without weapons, enough food, necessary products They are bold To fight against the armed forces and occupationists To snatch complete freedom To ensure the glory of being independent Keeping pace with the rest of the world Raising head as independent nation, And they were right Within nine months of violent fight They were able to hunt The cruel, unscrupulous rulers’ foolish forces, Then victory came The...

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The fog that en laces The lofty peaks Shows its amiability. The butterflies and bees That collects the nectar of flowers Quote its heart of sharing. Through the enlightening face, Through the sparkling But sharp look Of the son, Flows out the mom’s love, Concern and happiness. The language of the heart Of the mother Comes through, Gets life and sound Through the lips of the son. All...

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Some can't imagine forever So they came up with time and chance The theory of evolution Just one idea they advance The Bible is not fantasy Regardless what some may believe The answers to our universe A gift that we can all receive Gateway to a meaningful life It's crucial we take time to read Although it's often misquoted It's exactly what we all need The...

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As i sit with an emotional blindfold on my eyes and wearing a brick wall for a shirt i dont let anyone into my world and as dr jekyll keeps putting hallucinations lnto my thoughts i start to lose grip with reality, And i see red and am...

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Looking through old photo boxes I happen to trip upon High School memories of my Mother Resound off the walls, faded edges Finger printed memoirs sigh between the creases Of the emerald green sofa Laughing, fashionable, full of vitality Mother to me, was A friend, a mentor, a lover, to somebody else Seeing how she had a life, before this family I felt the pregnant...

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