Best Lolita Poems

I am a man of simple taste
An island child
And talk to my neigbors face to face
Where lush trees beguile
Birds, not man.
I have seen trees smoking 
In lime kiln fires
Just for crossing a man's desire.
I want more than ashes
Plumed
In the kaleidoscope of fire.

Here with dull keyboard
That...

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In truth Clare Quilty 
Was clearly guilty, 
While humble Humbert Humbert 
Was fervently pervert. 
The issue to talk of 
What told us Nabokov ?...

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Loyal 
Obedient 
Lively 
Intelligent
Tender
Affectionate...

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I love you even as 
you are lolita.
So I pray you to be 
immaculata.
I only hate your 
tortoise change
from freeze to 
range,so strange.


From dawning you 
were my butter
and I, your 
bread,everything 
was better.
Happiness 
accompany us to 
everywhere.
At then, sadness 
sees us nowhere.


At noon,I "praise" 
your...

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A tempting fabrication of imagination - not to be had
A simple answer to a burning question – not to be said
Through your eyes I see me as I want to be – not real
In my mind I see you as I want you to be...

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Lolita woke up in a sweat. She sat on the edge of the bed and began to cry. The pain in her face and heart was excruciatingly bad. Lolita grabbed hold the bed, and rocked back and forth. As the events from last night played...

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Lolita is an endangered southern Orca being
held in captivity.  Daily she is crying out
to her pod vainly.

For whenever  she out in her tears,
her pod family is unable to hear.
Her keepers are not cruel to her.

And they are giving her the best of
physical care....

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*(A lyric on the sweet seductions of a lovely, vampish nymph and man-eater named Lolita.).


With a body so fine and rare
     like a lover who comes afresh
with a glow that's both sleek and fair;
     and lovely in...

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     Jose went to find a senorita
     On the way he stopped for fresh pita
         Looked around the place
         Saw a...

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                  save
      I lived it only by sight

   the criminal offered mine
         ...

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Lolita: William, Your words brought joy to me tonight as I read, I couldn't help but chuckle as 
I heard them in my head! They touched me with so much laughter, I will be giggling ever 
after! LOL Okay, so I wasn't very good at...

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A youthful lass
She dress brightly
Type older men....

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Vampire Poetry

Pale Though Her Eyes
by Michael R. Burch
 
Pale though her eyes,
her lips are scarlet
from drinking of blood,
this child, this harlot
 
born of the night
and her heart, of darkness,
evil incarnate
to dance so reckless,
 
dreaming of blood,
her fangs—white—baring,
revealing her lust,
and her eyes, pale, staring ...
 
Originally...

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Frames of navy night sky sparkle, her glasses
        Reminisce on stricter times, nineteen forty eight
        A generation before Jimmy Hendrix liberation
        Prior to gyrations...

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MeanWhile?
Joe and Bill 
are on the Lolita express.
Drunk and stoned.
They are licking their lips, 
laughing,
Lifting up her little flower dress.
She’s shaking, in fear 
with tears, in her eyes,
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide,
She calls her mother’s name, 
she’s only twelve, 
going on eleven. 
She’s in...

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