Best Insatiate Poems

At the moment
Of my restless teenage run
Your eyes emanated lights of million stars
Many times the size of our Sun.
Frenzy feeling for clinging to you, singularity.
But I was taken aback by sudden bars,
Though I could sense the gravity.
I should keep firing my rocket
Against all odds, unhoped...

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his kiss haunted her, howled at her, it edged through the crowd
just to daunt at her, this was a cold she had never known, blown
winds through creaky shutters, shuttered thoughts of fireside talks 
and walks, his lips able to do the impossible, possibly taking from...

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I am the tundra barren cold and numb
A frozen wasteland where no light can reach
Between these poles, my insatiate self-succumbs.

In icy silence where no whimpers humb
My thoughts like glaciers grind, erode, and breach
I am the tundra, barren, cold, and numb.

The Amazon within once vital thrumb
Of...

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Soft, moon light, spill forth the night.
Stream rippling veils of mystery.
Where tucked away, the insatiate act,
unrivaled in thy debauchery.

Whilst Lords and Gentry, by noble birth,
plot to cozen all gentle souls.
Their wives will scamper off to trysts,
showing morals that are beneath low.

Drunken bucks will gamble all,
bring...

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Shadow’s Passion
            by Odin Roark

A child’s imagination holds light’s oft guised presence in wonder,
As adult recklessly consume its flame of spirit and heart.
Left behind are ashes of once conscious pursuits
Now reduced to icy coals...

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A suave gaze, woolly texture, embellished the gaiety gesture -
of the charmeuse moon, perched like a napping heavenly dove,
Swarms of floating stars, clothed its beaming bride-like allure,
Its immortal repose, like a peek into celestial treasure trove,
Cashmere sparks erased, encroaching vestiges of darkness’ wilting cover, 
Grotesque...

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"The New Perseus"



Lambs sacrificed daily
fresh and calculated
blood riddles the 3 fates
of the new Perseus 
son of Zeus
wrists held and 
genuflection tongues out 
searching for 
good mannas 

the weak States 
pretend to lead
they’re just 
Babylon bent over waiting 
holding the severed head
kissing the gorgon 
its eyes...

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peas do it
whole forests of 
deciduous trees do it
we's could do it too

let's copulate

complete phylums of 
pedigrees do it
i hope you'll agrees, 'n' do it
all desires to appease, do it

let's copulate

the paupers and the potentates
everyone wants to procreate
all manner of fauna and flora
do desire and...

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My awe and fascinated find 
Lost deeply in a human mind. 
Its fancy fonts, not easy read, 
And yet it masterminds each deed. 

Incessant innovative source, 
Societies’ fierce driving force. 
The scope of knowledge, wide and vast, 
What minds grasp is designed to last. 

Dishonoured...

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Pour me a drink of yourself,
So I can taste a part of your past.
Whoever heard of libations to a man?
Wine of the soul to slake my thirst.
Pour, fill to the brim, 
Be full, then spill.
The insatiate need to be drowned overcomes me....

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Angel ...

Tread soft near me, pray thee ...
          tread light and soft ... shall I yet awaken
     to the buffet of your wings?

Come, night, those diaphanous
      ...

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It blew me right up
Made me feel so electric
You taste like litchi

To feel your hot tongue
Was like a bite of litchi
So sweet and juicy

I was insatiate
Wanted more and more again
Sexy scent still lingers

Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Contest : A Kiss like Fruit...

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I have other plans to suit my life.
 
The time has come when you just have 
to stop pretending that you really care.
 
I care not for your attitude
nor your ever-changing moods
I hate experiencing tempestuous feelings
of unsatisfied hunger:
births of lusty fires that always fizzle out
insatiate...

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And if poverty whips, 
largely, torments
In her barefaced snort of 
withering grievance.
I shall be the one, 
mannered by Earth's dog-
wetness, 
To garner my broken 
possession, murk and bins, 
Writhe, clamber steep nigh 
moister Earth

From foot of lazy deities, 
pick the sacred mound, 
Muzzle it deep...

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angel ...

    tread soft near me ...
 pray thee, tread light and soft
shall I yet awaken to the buffet of your wings?
 come, night, those diaphanous pinions
    to enfold me, trembling

bleed the will from my flesh ...
  ...

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