Best Fornicators Poems

The Perfectionist is Listening

the rich are committing suicide
and taking us with them
the prosthetic limbed bastards
Fort Darwin tottering on fewer stilts
once the masters of the universe
presently picking through garbage
looking for an Icarus to pilot
some way back among the clouds
their telepathic goon squads 
armed with the hard...

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The brainwashing of non believers has begun 
backwards peddling parties on the streets 
taking away all basic rights under a family structure 
imposing ridiculous arguments hell bent within such destruction

This new age occult removes freedom of speech 
where good values have become imprisoned facts
impaired visions...

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Here she comes like shaft of the sun, walking,
As sullen eyes and widened mouth feast – 
Dubbed the slayer of love; the goddess of lust – all stalking
Libidinously like a fun starved beast
Beauty so hypnotic, enslaving whoever looked twice
Ensnared kings, drunks, gamblers and sorcerers
Ducked in...

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Giddy laughter the monitor is going
To sleep heart of Christian pagan
Death-bed fire burning out
The window light Rome crumbling
Ashes dust another country attention
No exceptions every student must log
In the universe is on all sides in a straight
Line birth life death
Fornicators fenced in seas
In Russian winter ice...

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Neighborhood rapists look at you from a distance
Twisted degenerates filled with poison in the mind
Drooling from the mouth, big and fat and limping
A cast on the ugly leg, fornicators, scratching private parts

They want to take trees by the trunk and love them
Holding the branches back...

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beaming bleached grins of ivory predation
touching the tip of the steel heart severing love
eyeless lipless and formless feeling all life
forms wrinkled impulses warring like sexes
seeking paradise in the white exhalation of death
expanding minutes into eons of shadows feeding
cells populating the flesh of living loaves rising
being...

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Facing reality to night and I
Don’t like what I see
A man setting on a big throne
With his eyes pointed at me.
So many people standing around with
Their heads hanging low
I’m afraid what the Lord may say
So in my heart I must go
I tried to hide behind...

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Lascivious Friends Amends

Coincidence, simultaneity, with a pinch of merriment
And convergence of moments, opened up this gate to hell 
(I had to open the door…didn't I ?…)
It was at their convenience, not mine
Cursed by fate, unwanted visitors, (I forget their names.) 
I only knew them as...

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I dare not to enter this zone,
The zone of fantasy that is forbidden.
I’m talking about the forbidden fruit, 
That fruit in which they feed off of.
I must shield my eyes from this zone,
It is perverted and illicit,
Of fornicators who enjoy it for the sport.
These are...

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Lady moon dressed in black
with star children in your lap
are you mourning for the dead
killed by rapists, murderous thefts
hunting beasts of hiding dark  
leaving blood and body parts
by your lamp silently watched? 
Is it shame for lustful beds
in your mantle hiding nest:
fornicators child molesters...

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Behold!! The mighty are falling..
In the tempted tunnel of a modern prostitute, who calls herself hookup girl..

Her charming chambers glitters...
Her couch caught mighty men to fall..
Her soul is a servant to Satan's service..

Shamelessly!! 
She walked the part to seduce young men..
Her coast is cursed with...

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Gays could be Christians

just as Adulterers can be Christians

Fornicators can be Christians

just as Drunkards can be Christians

Liars, Thieves, Greedy persons can be Christians

just as Revilers, and Extortioners can be Christians

Why

just as a recovering alcoholic is still an alcoholic

one drink makes the difference

self control is the...

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I went to unpleasant places
where there was no mention, 
or even a clear defination
of the Holy of the Holies!

Those unholy places were dens
of fornicators who condoned
anything immoral and naughty,
many youngsters became victims
being bought for pleasures;
there all sinners practiced
what was against morality...
nobody was sinless and kind!

I...

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If I had done exactly what Jesus asked me to do,
this bitterness wouldn't hang heavily over me
and my broken spirit that can't find a patch of blue...
when the cloudy skies wouldn't defy serenity!


I should have obeyed and understood when He spoke aloud,
" The blessing begins...

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I lied, CLICKBAIT!

I only have but a question to illustrate.

Is a story nothing more than roleplay- 
foreplay of poetry?

Fornicators!
Muaed, ...back to the blind date. My lovelies...

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