Best Tempted Poems
Be Not Tempted By Gold's Glittering Brights
Where couldst man find rest when heart has deceived
loved ones he wouldst happily give his all,
whilst on dark paths, false laurels thus received
profits only fools under fallen walls!
Shadows presenting wicked and false lights
oft penetrate even truest of hearts,
find only false moons on blackest of nights
sailing on festered seas with lying charts!
Hold firm sweet truth, know its blessings are fair
life is far more than wealth gotten with schemes,
its love and family with friends to share
treasures and bounty from realized dreams!
Be not tempted by gold's glittering brights.
Embracing such greed brings saddest of plights.
Robert J. Lindley, 5-20-2017
Sonnet
Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 105
A woman friend, of gorgeous pulchritude,
presents a man with an experience
of nervous, elated, erotic mood:—
to him it's a most welcomed "hinderance."
A guy friend of strong, chiseled, sexy good looks,
makes a woman self-conscious and confused,
when reading, "Fifty Shades of Grey," (soft-**** books)
and thinking of him while fully aroused.
They both may think of the possibilities,
and then wonder: "What can it hurt...if we cross
that line?" But is it worth the realities,
the risks, and the very real, potential loss
of a friendship? Best friends may be real fine,
but is it worth a hay roll (on Cloud Nine)?
My impulsivity gives me a lesson
For a long time the words in me have been quiet
they embrace me on all sides, I do not hear
While the ghosts dance gracefully in the shadows
// I'm not without sin
_ feel my cold skin
Oh, the fear breaks in //
A tone in the devil's treacherous symphony
So beautiful that I dared to open up to him
His split tongue and poisonous liar
This shady evening, that led me into the depths
// I'm not without sin
_ feel my cold skin
Oh, so deep within //
I do not think the water can be turned into wine
It's simplest, is often the most sensible
I pray that the fall height will not be so painful
Forgive me, I have lived in sin and without meaning
// I'm not without sin
_ feel my cold skin
Oh, where have you been //
Daylight comes, the blood pulsates in the veins
In frustration and ruthless pain
I have to deal with my previous choices
and hope that miracles seek my salvation
// I'm not without sin
_ feel my warm skin
Oh, what a beautiful day //
01/09/2020
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My Heart me tempts, at staring of her eyes,
as if but I, was like a Feast to them;
When she, at me, does glare, my Heart echoes,
"Glory to Thee" and I but start to Blush;
Can I but not utter a word to her,
be it in mind or of the blushing soul;
Know I do not, whether to take a step,
in front or go afraid and head at back;
At last but I up make my mind, and soul,
I Feast upon here eyes and she on mine.
"Black Friday"; promises great prices ~ enticements in a false game
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- 25.11.2016
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personal jesus
the afflicted still exist
and the wounded walk
Could I have done something
Was I not listening
You showed me the ropes
Made me the man I am
Would things be different
If I didn't leave for home
Could you have stayed alive for me
Now I'm missing a piece of my soul
Didn't you know what this does
Leaving me broken
Were we not enough
No I can't trust an old heart
I needed you to know
You were worth more
Then death tempted your beautiful soul
Its a sad thing to loose one of your own
I needed you to know
I would've given you my young
And taken your sick and old
To attempt to not be tempted,
It requires so much will.
But to actually not be tempted,
Is a dream one doubts to fill.
To attempt to not be tempted,
Is beyond a dream that's true.
Yet it takes a certain greatness,
One strives to follow through.
Trying to escape eternal fire,
but she manipulating my desire,
strong like samson but she be delilah.
Swear wanted to run joseph potiphar
but i stayed david bathsheba.
Need more than a favour i need da saviour.
Finally I get to experience your physical body.
I’m feeling the warmth of your skin as you slowly lay it beside me.
Your softness gently gripping me as I’m thanking god for you choosing me.
Trying to stay hard while your movements are tempting me to flow.
We both know quickly is not how we wish this situation to go.
Your lips rub my ear and your tong lightly coats my neck.
No room for space, the door is locked and tightly shet.
Myself extended within you like a lock with a key.
You’re telling me our motion is the cause of the waves in the oceans and sea.
No one has ever made me feel the way I do when connected to you.
I don’t believe anyone can accomplish the satisfaction when our hearts come
together
as two. I can’t come to think of anything comparing as such.
But I can say thank you so very much because I was tempted to touch.
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Curiosity
Temptation at its finest
Couldn’t stop himself
Be thou tempted not, dear soul,
By all that glitters before thy eyes;
Luxuries they are, but the cheapest goal
That thou shalt bag in the nets of Paradise.
However at thy sight vanities take toll
And temptations within thy bounds arise,
To the spite of them all thy objections roll
—O, be thou not deceived by their lies!
For if not, thou shalt like a kindled coal
Burn forever in an inferno that never dies.
Therefore, be thou foolish not, dear soul;
All that glitters at thee is not Paradise.
I watch her undress
Malevolence unbound
I want to caress
Morals confound
I watch her provoke
sinful depositions
I want to invoke
Lust's convictions
I sit and I stare
reluctantly still
My love, I shall dare
And beauty shall kill
This world that engulfs us is filled with obstacles,
the dark ambitions grab you, with it's tentacles.
Deception, lies and lust, make up his arsenal.
Desire wreaks it's havoc and the devil comes to call.
Your struggles make you weak and then you lose control.
Temptation by desire, leads us down a deep dark hole.
No one is immune to him and his clever ways.
Be still and let our savior, lead you through the maze.
This world that's in front of you gives you what you want.
Needs come from the father, he's our confidant.
Refrain, a lethal old devoid truth, perspective and one’s grasp of reality
A soul paints with the scent of forbidden fruit and heinous words of profanity
A dupe and his lyrics tempted to madness
September 8, 2020
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