It was a sacred force. It stood tall at the edge of the forrest. And broken off the trees. Screaming down into me. Hungry for the sound I looked up. Awed. Found. Free.
She knelt before the sepulcher, head bowed, eyes cast downward. The evening had come, and the stars twinkled above, screaming out the very existence of the Creator God that she had once tried to deny. But here, in this sacred yet sorrowful place, she knew that He is not only real, but that she needed a relationship with Him.
there are sacred things, and people, sacred only to you. yet be careful, those sacred people can be the most detestable person to you down the road, so don’t be over-reverent.
kaorita
In this sacred place of ancient rituals, he decided to do the first step in order to become the real man. He came here with his girlfriend, priestess from this temple. Never imagined nor expected to experience such things, in this place. He was wondering whether he will desecrate this holy place or not, but it was too late. He was laying naked and she already started.
Handling me so delicately,
With lace and chains
You’re a whore.
Lost my virginity again
Spilled coffee stained shirts
You’re new, you’re fresh,
you’re a slut.
There aren’t many things found sacred in our society anymore. No matter how important something is to some people, it is open to be bashed and hated by anyone and everyone.
Eryn
I have a friend who spends his time slaying sacred cows. He’ll listen to the daily chatter, see what people whisper about, then shouts it from the rooftops, or at least the comedy club stage. I wish you the best in the future as you air the things others dare not. Thank you, my fearless court Jester.
Peppering your conversations with sacred references doesn’t make you more holy – in the same way that hanging plastic cherries on a banana leaf doesn’t make it a cherry tree. What matters is change from the inside out.
A whisper is always sacred. It stands alone, under a sea of sounds. It nestles deep in the ear of the listener, crawls into their mind, and no one elses. The most dangerous ideas are sacred whispers.
emily
She is like a sacred mango . Juicy yet untouched. Volatile. Sweet like the cherry he has never tasted. Lovable and blushed. Safe and sound rested on the top. Few hardly could reach because few were holy enough.
Della
I walked down the pathway towards the gardens where they were waiting for me. I had heard so many stories about this sacred place but that’s all I thought they were – simply stories. I stopped just before the bridge, the calming sound of the river flowing a contrast to the expression worn on the face of the man who stood only several metres away. Somehow, I knew that leaving here alive was not something that was going to be easy.
Sacred is a word used mostly in religious matters.It is a solemn word.Usually it is associated with God.
A.J.Augustine
It was a sacred ritual, or at least enough like one, to get offended any time anyone said one word against it. He would get furious. He could scream at the top of his lungs, just like me.
Ashley Gundlach
Holy.
Unbroken.
Kensignton
Everyone one has something ‘sacred.’ Something special to them that they hold dear. Little things that may be cheap or worth so much become priceless for the single or many memories they hold. I hold a few sacred things. The charm I was given when I was born, my grandma’s ring, and the coin I would where around my neck when I felt there was no need to go on. They hold memories I would feel empty without.
I held aloft the sacred flame, and it’s beautiful amber light shed glory to all those in witness. As I lowered it’s fevered head, the spark ignited the pool of oil, granting us the power of the flame a thousandfold.
Zachary Phillips
perceive
eti
Sacred is a lie older people tell younger people.
Older people are afraid of change, and don’t want
younger people trying to change things.
Most people fall for it.
Is nothing sacred any more? Why does everyone have to act as if there are no rules, as if the game of life is a free for all, and the winner is the last man standing? What is sacred ab out that?
distance plays out a mild tenor
broken vases on marble floors
the cracks soaking up scattered seeds
the water slipping down to the wooden feet
of a table, solid and steady against
a portrait of the queen
her slight smile the happiest sight
the house has ever seen
Nothing is sacred anymore. Are you kidding me? What are you going to find to worship in this swampland of shopping malls and self-absorption. You’d have to go live out in the woods like Thoreau. You’d have to build something to worship yourself. You’d have to go digging around for idols in forgotten tombs, and even then you’d still feel empty. Sucker.
condescending
There are many things in life that are sacred. A lot look away and take it for granted. Little things and Big things. From the smile from someone you love to a place to lay yourself down on at the end of the day.
Most sacred, are moments of perfection. Moments that there is actually nothing needing changes, are proof enough of God. Moments where you try your hardest, and then SUCCEED. Moments where a sunset prompts a kiss on the cheek. Moments where the laughs are genuine.
Turtle
i know what is sacred to me.
but i hold it in my heart.
it’s my treasure
and i’m afraid
that if i show it
to the world
they will destroy it
like like they do
with everything else.
“It’s sacred.” “What is? Your ass? Are you really telling me right now that your ass is sacred?” Spencer rolls his eyes. “My body is a temple, dude, and I don’t let just anyone go exploring my chambers.” Brendon shakes his head. “I can’t handle this conversation right now.”
you are so sacred to me. you make my world crazy. my heart stop and start. how do you do the things you do? i want to be closer to you. near you more. harder. longer. all morning. i want you to pull me in even more so when i try to slip out of the sheets and into my little red jacket. i miss you.
sacred is something you need to poo in your mouth for stuff to happen. like for example i poo books in somebody’s mouth, that book becomes sacred. LOL.
DOUCHE
I just need to find somebody who is sacred to me, to whom I am also sacred. By sacred I mean cherished, someone you want to share your life with because of what you add to each other. the feelings have to be mutual because otherwise it won’t work. Love and life are sacred to me.
Julia
He approached the hallowed shrine, the sheer scope of its grandeur, and its horror, stopping his breath short. The followers were silently watching him, assessing him, judging him. For what, he could not be certain.
Shane JH Stenson
a scared bond, never broken
the story i told
never went unspoken
i said to many and i’ll say it again
as God as my witness,
i’ll marry my best friend
someone who loves me faithfully and true
someone who takes my dreams
and makes them come true
unconditional love
and unspoken emotion
that i see in his eyes
he witnesses me soley
needs no more
and searches no further
he can’t help but adore
and he bleeds just to hold me
i deserve
ultimate love
i won’t stop at less
i’ll send prayers above
Toes. Now where the bloody hell did that come from, “toes.” Sacred toes. Now that’s slightly off, I think, but let’s roll with it. Worshipping his toes, perhaps, catching only mere glimpses of them every few months or so. A small treat, something to look forward to in the summer months when shoes and socks are shed. Perhaps in the morning, when he’s wrapped up in a robe or a sheet, wandering barefoot until he reaches the tea kettle and scurries back into his room.
NJ Lee
Sacred-Is an emotion where it makes you pee in your pants!!!!!!!:) :) :) :) :) :) :)
This is True. Believe me.
Catherine
it was up in the sunny mountains. with green all around. the little haven had four walls, painted in ivory white and had intricate little designs cut out in all shapes; she sat there in half lotus and took a sip of the jasmine tea before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath in
Nothing more sacred than love. Love that gives life to life. Love that makes everything worthwhile. Love that makes sacred what is ordinary.
It was a sacred force. It stood tall at the edge of the forrest. And broken off the trees. Screaming down into me. Hungry for the sound I looked up. Awed. Found. Free.
She knelt before the sepulcher, head bowed, eyes cast downward. The evening had come, and the stars twinkled above, screaming out the very existence of the Creator God that she had once tried to deny. But here, in this sacred yet sorrowful place, she knew that He is not only real, but that she needed a relationship with Him.
there are sacred things, and people, sacred only to you. yet be careful, those sacred people can be the most detestable person to you down the road, so don’t be over-reverent.
In this sacred place of ancient rituals, he decided to do the first step in order to become the real man. He came here with his girlfriend, priestess from this temple. Never imagined nor expected to experience such things, in this place. He was wondering whether he will desecrate this holy place or not, but it was too late. He was laying naked and she already started.
Handling me so delicately,
With lace and chains
You’re a whore.
Lost my virginity again
Spilled coffee stained shirts
You’re new, you’re fresh,
you’re a slut.
There aren’t many things found sacred in our society anymore. No matter how important something is to some people, it is open to be bashed and hated by anyone and everyone.
I have a friend who spends his time slaying sacred cows. He’ll listen to the daily chatter, see what people whisper about, then shouts it from the rooftops, or at least the comedy club stage. I wish you the best in the future as you air the things others dare not. Thank you, my fearless court Jester.
Peppering your conversations with sacred references doesn’t make you more holy – in the same way that hanging plastic cherries on a banana leaf doesn’t make it a cherry tree. What matters is change from the inside out.
A whisper is always sacred. It stands alone, under a sea of sounds. It nestles deep in the ear of the listener, crawls into their mind, and no one elses. The most dangerous ideas are sacred whispers.
She is like a sacred mango . Juicy yet untouched. Volatile. Sweet like the cherry he has never tasted. Lovable and blushed. Safe and sound rested on the top. Few hardly could reach because few were holy enough.
I walked down the pathway towards the gardens where they were waiting for me. I had heard so many stories about this sacred place but that’s all I thought they were – simply stories. I stopped just before the bridge, the calming sound of the river flowing a contrast to the expression worn on the face of the man who stood only several metres away. Somehow, I knew that leaving here alive was not something that was going to be easy.
Sacred is a word used mostly in religious matters.It is a solemn word.Usually it is associated with God.
It was a sacred ritual, or at least enough like one, to get offended any time anyone said one word against it. He would get furious. He could scream at the top of his lungs, just like me.
Holy.
Unbroken.
Everyone one has something ‘sacred.’ Something special to them that they hold dear. Little things that may be cheap or worth so much become priceless for the single or many memories they hold. I hold a few sacred things. The charm I was given when I was born, my grandma’s ring, and the coin I would where around my neck when I felt there was no need to go on. They hold memories I would feel empty without.
I held aloft the sacred flame, and it’s beautiful amber light shed glory to all those in witness. As I lowered it’s fevered head, the spark ignited the pool of oil, granting us the power of the flame a thousandfold.
perceive
Sacred is a lie older people tell younger people.
Older people are afraid of change, and don’t want
younger people trying to change things.
Most people fall for it.
Is nothing sacred any more? Why does everyone have to act as if there are no rules, as if the game of life is a free for all, and the winner is the last man standing? What is sacred ab out that?
Why do I always get the word “Sacred”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(
My Father is Sacred.My Mother is Sacred and My Brother is Sacred.
You know why. Cause They’re all from Heaven.
distance plays out a mild tenor
broken vases on marble floors
the cracks soaking up scattered seeds
the water slipping down to the wooden feet
of a table, solid and steady against
a portrait of the queen
her slight smile the happiest sight
the house has ever seen
Nothing is sacred anymore. Are you kidding me? What are you going to find to worship in this swampland of shopping malls and self-absorption. You’d have to go live out in the woods like Thoreau. You’d have to build something to worship yourself. You’d have to go digging around for idols in forgotten tombs, and even then you’d still feel empty. Sucker.
There are many things in life that are sacred. A lot look away and take it for granted. Little things and Big things. From the smile from someone you love to a place to lay yourself down on at the end of the day.
Sacred, A word that i dont want to talk about. Sooooooo. No.
God.
Most sacred, are moments of perfection. Moments that there is actually nothing needing changes, are proof enough of God. Moments where you try your hardest, and then SUCCEED. Moments where a sunset prompts a kiss on the cheek. Moments where the laughs are genuine.
i know what is sacred to me.
but i hold it in my heart.
it’s my treasure
and i’m afraid
that if i show it
to the world
they will destroy it
like like they do
with everything else.
“It’s sacred.” “What is? Your ass? Are you really telling me right now that your ass is sacred?” Spencer rolls his eyes. “My body is a temple, dude, and I don’t let just anyone go exploring my chambers.” Brendon shakes his head. “I can’t handle this conversation right now.”
you are so sacred to me. you make my world crazy. my heart stop and start. how do you do the things you do? i want to be closer to you. near you more. harder. longer. all morning. i want you to pull me in even more so when i try to slip out of the sheets and into my little red jacket. i miss you.
sacred is something you need to poo in your mouth for stuff to happen. like for example i poo books in somebody’s mouth, that book becomes sacred. LOL.
I just need to find somebody who is sacred to me, to whom I am also sacred. By sacred I mean cherished, someone you want to share your life with because of what you add to each other. the feelings have to be mutual because otherwise it won’t work. Love and life are sacred to me.
He approached the hallowed shrine, the sheer scope of its grandeur, and its horror, stopping his breath short. The followers were silently watching him, assessing him, judging him. For what, he could not be certain.
a scared bond, never broken
the story i told
never went unspoken
i said to many and i’ll say it again
as God as my witness,
i’ll marry my best friend
someone who loves me faithfully and true
someone who takes my dreams
and makes them come true
unconditional love
and unspoken emotion
that i see in his eyes
he witnesses me soley
needs no more
and searches no further
he can’t help but adore
and he bleeds just to hold me
i deserve
ultimate love
i won’t stop at less
i’ll send prayers above
© LL
Toes. Now where the bloody hell did that come from, “toes.” Sacred toes. Now that’s slightly off, I think, but let’s roll with it. Worshipping his toes, perhaps, catching only mere glimpses of them every few months or so. A small treat, something to look forward to in the summer months when shoes and socks are shed. Perhaps in the morning, when he’s wrapped up in a robe or a sheet, wandering barefoot until he reaches the tea kettle and scurries back into his room.
Sacred-Is an emotion where it makes you pee in your pants!!!!!!!:) :) :) :) :) :) :)
This is True. Believe me.
it was up in the sunny mountains. with green all around. the little haven had four walls, painted in ivory white and had intricate little designs cut out in all shapes; she sat there in half lotus and took a sip of the jasmine tea before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath in
I am Sacred.Your Sacred.I think we’re all Sacred. Well, at least i hope your sacred.!:)
The bonds that tie. The Unbreakable ones. It’s advisable to uphold your end of the agreement. It’s only fair. Be a good person.