Best Enticement Poems
When the sharp addiction of love
Thrust the illuminate sense at the door of heart,
The poisonous fallen memories then
Arrive and gather all around.
When in silent cry for failure
The tear roams streaking down,
The waves of crazy love then
Stand like a peacock screening tail.
When the power of bodily sensation
Raise stimulation in every blood cell,
The dew bath white flowers then
Fall by the ruthless desperation of time.
When the strong enticement of love
Invokes romance making tune in the air,
In the unrest mind then
Is blowing wayward storm of the time.
Over his shoulder
Behind his shadow
Shielded
She was
From yesterday’s
Fear.
Trembling hands
Reached round
Embracing
The man he was
To think her dear.
Enticed she was
She touched his heart
with just a sigh--
a whisper
his name--
that breathed
forever
love
Humble he was
To doubt his power
The power of love
That bound her close
Softly she sang--
Spring shades of flowers--
The sweetest notes
He’d ever heard.
V. Anderson-Throop 2015©
My busy muse I want always to please
For my taste buds it seems to have the keys
I bring out from within the deep freeze
Mouthful chunks of any one of these
Gauda, cheddar, or edam to appease
I’m fond of and crave for the choicest cheese
The first opportunity to eat I’ll blatantly seize.
If I’m writing a poem the ink’s flow will cease
I’ll forget to dot the i’s and cross the t’s
The unfinished poem will end as it is
The muse will fly away in the breeze
For it could not get the desired piece.
From luring slices relishing delight I’ll squeeze
I’ll do it for my muse with much joyful ease
As these will melt within the tongue’s crease
I’ll devour with pleasure the heavenly cheese
Finishing the poem the muse will be at peace.
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Come play with me, are you following?
Brace yourself now, it's about to begin.
A drawing power that can't be explained,
a hope, an allure then change to deranged.
Snaring the weak, encourage the brave,
becoming the master but never the slave.
A promise that falls from the plumpest of lips
and speaks them as kisses upon curvy hips.
A sweetner to what is a bitter conclusion,
the last chapter closed with a sense of confusion.
Cajoling and teasing, the inveiglement,
a constant reminder that you will repent
and repel the seduction so horribly wrong,
yet so right,
forget that your heart's not where it should belong.
Taking the bait, the wrong turn in the road,
shoulders lay fractured from burdening loads.
Arousing a scene with a love movie theme,
where nothing is real,or even a dream.
Concocted and conjoured, manipulated
to thinking that love can't become a habit.
Addictive, a poison that freezes your veins,
and shatters when 'loved' turns into 'betrayed'.
29th July 2011
Separate I can all excitements,
Quick to sense the ones from Enticement;
Never misconstrued The incitements:
Their confirmed bonding cord 'Inducement'.
Sometimes, Enticement through adducement,
At times, incitement through traducement
And what we do is problems augment:
Between cleaving groups spoil their cement.
Then, we should face man's sure chatisement
For fanned excitements through adducement,
The stirred ones through plain traducement;
For unchecked interest in Incitement.
Enticement
The girl in the bar that had floors made of stranded schooners
came and sat by us
Many sailors had drowned in her eyes.
On the way to the Saragossa Sea, their blood
ran down cracks on the floor,
Dripped into the sea below the colour of crimson.
Looked into her eyes an evil goddess with green eyes
I followed her to a room in the back
She laughed when she caught me.
The beauty of blossoming flower,
exudes from the charismatic core
of the unfurling buds
with the fervent fragrance
of rippling shower of the spring colors,
trails the trellised wings of beguiled butterflies.
Under the enlightening sparkle of cerulean skies,
I get rid of my antiquated affectation,
reinvent with regained realization,
the sensuous notion so intensely perceptive,
of the time transcending enticing charm
of you, women.
Nothing lies between entrancing Eve and you,
when you’re in the enchanted view,
my enthralled vision is suffused
with resplendent rainbow’s engrossing hues,
shimmering on the rain-rinsed face,
enthused by the lure of silver-lined cloud,
making tantalizing shifting shapes,
fill my mind with endearing perception.
As my amorous feelings lift the reticence wrap,
I envision the everlasting elegant image
of you, women.
The attraction of marvelous living sculpture,
created by the supreme designer,
illumines the glimmer of love with luring rapture,
twinkle like the crystal stars of cosmic dream.
As fervent sequins swathe my yearning heart,
the pulsation of captivating cadence I feel,
and perceive the aura of excellence
in the magnificent masterpiece of articulated art,
the morphed metaphor for eternal enticement ,
defining the design of grand grandeur
of you, women.
Pleased as peach you're so into me.
With you, flattery so enticing.
Oh, that night in the lighthouse with delectable you.
On that Isle of Enticement,'twas the month of June.
Still wearing, I, a garland of freshest flowers.
Yearning to stay with you, here, for all my life's hours.
Your intense and adoring eyes held me your captive.
Feeling my heart pounding and blood rushing, so active.
My madness for you in this stellar moment be.
Our heavy breaths, sweetening the lighthouse, for all eternity.
May 19, 2020
3:30pm PST
Poem 1278