Best Carnal Poems


Blue Carnal

"Blue Carnal"



Libertine take your time
unlace the chords of 
the corset of my mind
cerebral you take me 
walking barefoot towards you
like your welcomed stalker
through your windows
twin mirrors 
naked flames' 
unfurling reflections

Your mind is the tide that turns me
I am walking on the edge

Omnipresent you turn me over
dissolute you are too fast and hot
Blue Carnal
I am your soft core hard reckoning 

(LadyLabyrinth/2018)
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"She returned many times to this apartment. Her desire would begin long before each meeting, as she dressed for him. At all hours of the day his perfume would issue from some mysterious source and haunt her. Sometimes as she was about to cross a street, she would remember his scent so vividly that the turmoil between her legs would make her stand there, helpless, dilated. Something of it clung to her body and disturbed her at night when she was sleeping alone."   
(Delta of Venus, Anais Nin)

Premium Member Carnal Is the Night

sultry eyes ablaze
   kindled by passion's desire
      carnal is the night
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Carnal

I'll burn like scotch at the back of your throat,
A smoldering ember, a fire that's remote.
But amidst the flames, I'll taste as sweet as honey,
An intoxicating elixir, a craving hard to deny.

An aphrodisiac, I'll be, a desire you can't suppress,
Drawing you in, a captivating caress.
You'll yearn for more, unable to get enough,
Lost in the sensations, in a whirlwind of rough.

Like the sweet nectar of passion, I'll drip and glide,
Leaving a trail of longing, impossible to hide.
And as your lips trace the path I've traced before,
You'll savor the moments, forever craving more.

With every sip, with every touch, the spell will grow,
An addiction to the ecstasy, an allure hard to outgrow.
I'll be the scotch that burns, yet the honey that soothes,
A taste you'll relish, a potion that consumes.


Premium Member Carnal Feelings

My carnal feelings fly sky high
as you walk towards me smiling
turned on I let out a sigh.

Fingers trace down towards my thigh
setting my insides quivering
my carnal feelings fly sky high.

I blush and squirm going all shy
the warm flush setting loose feelings
turned on, I let out a sigh.

I wilt in your arms  ending nigh
as  our passions mix exploding
my carnal feelings run high.

Emotions running hot and high
course through veins like streaked lightning
turned on, I let out a sigh.

Slowly the world stops revolving
tensions freed both now quivering
my carnal feelings run high
turned on, I let out a sigh.

Anti-Carnal Psuedo-Arsenal

She cries that her life is full of reality
All the while drowning out actuality
   The visions she shouts
   Are steeped in her doubts
She clearly has issue with sensuality

Premium Member A Carnal Eclipse

Love all you ladies and your dangly bits
My heart starts thumping and I drool from my lips
Right down to my chin
Can't wipe off my grin
As my body experiences a carnal eclipse


© Jack Ellison 2015


Man Causes His Own Suffering

Man suffers in life
because he takes
so seriously, what 
the gods created 
for fun.
He's entangled in
his own carnal desires,
which keeps him in bondage,
unable to progress his soul.

Life is a merry go round 
and earth is the playground.
Where man can be amused by
his carnal desires, achievements,
enjoyment, social status 
and his ego.

Man became a lover
and slave to these things.
Which brought upon
himself, his own greed
and suffering. 
Forgetting where he came from, 
how he got here, and
where to go after his 
game is over.

Man must be stripped
from his name, career, 
possessions, and his personality
in order to find his individuality.
Without ever knowing this,
he will always be the cause 
of his own suffering.
He must detach from 
his mortal self and return
formless back to the light, 
from which he came from.
© K. Parker  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member A Carnal Eclipse

Love all you ladies and your dangly bits
My heart starts thumping and my drooling drips
Right down to my chin
Can't wipe off my grin
As my body experiences a carnal eclipse


© Jack Ellison 2015

Carnal Treasure

Naked they descend into time before dreams
Chasing their scent
To a pool of ancient emerald, that be
Deeper than their desires, and guarded by waterfalls serpent
Yet heightened by naked lust they
Plunge in deep to a watery cocoon

Engorged with passion they grope at
Heat left behind by a sun, now winking at the moon
As fingers fondle pheromones across viscous skin
Spilling juice from the cup of sin
Heralding echoes through cries 
Of muscles rigid at gripping thighs
Plunging deeper into spasms of want to
Releasing screaming jets at voids of pleasure
They test the acts of carnal treasure

Where two bodies now crawl upon a ledge, and
Lay in puddles of a reflected moon, wet with a grin…
Their breath deliriously spent it
Rises to mingle with pungent fig, invoking the night air 
To all their glory; exposed with the stains of bodily hunger

Her echo still lingers of that final cry
Sending bats to flight as she dug her nails into
Buttocks taught with ecstasies’ thrust
Into glistened skin; peeled naked through light
Of a bashful moon, giving life to
Sweat swanning to their song
Where distant notes drift along ochre red cliffs
To settle in hollows above this ancient gorge



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Fern Pool, Dales Gorge, Karijini National Park, Western Australia –
(2.5 billion years old)

3 January 2015

A Carnal Woman

Carnal woman has sweet smell of fragrance
To create the finite atmosphere of fantasy, 
With potent powers and primal ambiance, 
Beguiled intruding hearts entrench in ecstasy.

A carnal woman filled with burning stars,
In lust for love adventure walks through life,
What powerful might touches men senses? 
The margin of errors is sharper than a knife.

Wildest desires to rule in tempestuous waves,  
Taking brave souls on a journey for two,
Through beautiful glades and marshy places, 
Demands stopped where slippery flames flew.

And own innocent dreams lost in a moments thrill
The muddy air of flaws transforms into delights,  
A bliss that can be more sublime than present will
Trapped in ruin vows by many lonely nights. 

A kiss to cover sins for eternity is an exquisite
Genital fire, nothing more than cloudy explosion,
To ruin integrity and scars leave the saddest merit, 
Glowing warm in ashes on the floor of compulsion.

Where fascination can see no light in the dark, 
Character holding together thighs and magnetism, 
Loosen by talk and the blighted spirit scarlet mark,
Nocturnal reincarnation precipitate ecstatic mysticism.

Devouring Carnal Desires

Lifeless, I lie here
On the bed of lust
Under the beefy quilt 
of mounting shame
With oozing hurt
And fading flame
To feed your lechery
with drops of salaciousness
Behind the closed doors
of raging prurience
As the rays of sun melt
In the heart of burning sky
I lay self down in gloom
And crouch down at your sight
As I bow, you drag me down
To feed your hungry soul
With the tender flesh
Of my puerile charm
And strangled glow
when the moon shines
Over the dying remains
Of my ebbing mind

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My interpretation of the portrait named 'Sleeping Child'
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Carnal Confessions of Your Lover

So I built you of my own selfish
Visions outlined in sugar coloured 
Droplets of daffodils naked skin to
Rose petals caramel and cinnamon 
Lips her eyes burn sienna in crimson
Flames and we’re writhing in a mound
Of brown as if the Gods forgot to paint
Us outlines her caramel pythons wrap me
Within their poisonous lust naked skin to 
Daffodil petals bubble baths and bodies candle
Lit lovemaking at its best slithering out our
Clothes as they melt off our hips to the floor 
My lips to your 4 my tongue to your cup of
Cherry folds finger nails tattoo backs with 
Stories of battle scarred chariots ridden to fire 
And death stands still silently breathing bathed
In moonlight listening to heart beats and our 
Bed this squeaking pile of soft cloud kissed
Puddles on these sheets sweating from the heat
This fire the friction bodies intertwined in this 
Made up addiction candlelight to tell stories of
Naked skin to naked skin bubble baths between
Our bodies song lyrics to guide our hips my
Body tells of all these wicked dreams in a 
Language not all too foreign but familiar scents
Draw me to your seasoned flesh my hunger 
Ravenous these carnal confessions of your lover…

Premium Member Cave of Carnal Capture

In shredded attire
Bodies of flesh
Through the waterfall haze
In sweated fresh
 
In his arms captured
Her leg like a vine
Wrapped with intention
As he enters entwined
 
In standing pose
This pillar of man
Inner grows
Wanting runs
 
Tongues fencing
Adventurous hands
Waterfall spray
Mixing with glands
 
Grandiose groans
Echo this cave
Two statues in loved weld
In carnal crave
 
The cry of content
Choirs her walls
As spasmodic groans
Inner enthral
 
In quivering shake
Intake of kiss
Cave of carnal capture
Sexual bliss




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Carnal Lust

Nobody admits that the greatest sin,
misleading and enslaving any selfish soul, is carnal lust;
and so inflamed by desire, it disappears into the dust...


Young people indulge in their rampant passions,
knowing no limits, and only when death becomes real,
they realize their wrong reason for giving away something so precious...


Hiv/Aids scientists are struggling to find the ultimate cure to halt this universal disease,
which originated from the uncontrollable carnal lust, killing millions and causing havoc;
and what if they turned away from it, and looked to God?


Amazing changes, indeed, will be coming from within their transformed hearts,
saving themselves and others, seeing their image in a true light;
if they were completly free, nothing would be unreachable or impossible to attain...


Selfless in our sharing and generous in our giving,
this human race, which God created from dust, must glorify Him
and not end in gravestones' rows that our children will not see....     
    

Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci

Carnal Sin , Elemental

" The spirit is strong ; but the flesh is weak...."  matt 26:41.....


             Is there a way to define , carnal , and the elemental properties of sin ?

If you look at the greek word , " syn " , ( sin ) , meaning , ' together ' , and the greek 
word , ' apsis ' , meaning , ' a joining ' , you arrive at the word , ' synapes ' , which 
is a joining together the space between nerve cells through which nerve 
impulses are transmitted . A neurotransmitter is a biological substance that 
transmits , or inhibits , a nerve impulse at a synapse . A neural is of a nerve or 
the nervous system , a neuron is the nerve cell body and all it's processes . 
Matter , is what a thing is made of , material , whatever occupies space and is 
perceptible to the senses ; percieve is to understand , to become aware of 
through senses . Material , of matter , physical , of the body or bodily needs , not 
spiritual . Important essentials made of elements or parts needed to make or do 
something . Elements , is the natural or suitable environment for a person or 
thing ; first principals , or primal natural forces , being an essential part or parts . 
Elementary particles , are subatomic particles as a neutron , electron , photon , 
and so on etc...........We are a product of our environment , what we eat , the air we 
breathe , and the elemental attraction or repulsion , originating from attitude , it all 
begins within'...............
                                 SYN , or sin , is to join the outer physical body with outer 
physical elements which is the cause to effect carnal sin , through the influences 
of cosmic , universal , energy forces , which are elemental properties that 
manipulate our nervous system..............again as in the beginning.................

                    " THE SPIRIT IS STRONG , BUT THE FLESH IS WEAK "
                                                 matt 26:41

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