"Even him did outlandish women cause to sin." Nehemiah 13.26b
Even Solomon.
A fame torn apart
a name blotted
honor dissipates by mere act
the villain, women,
The Victim Solomon,
The acts, Lust.
bevies of licentious libidinous passerby
in ambuscade hunting destiny
Even Solomon,
Reputation buried in-between thighs
A king captured
Indelible stigma
women got him.
Categories:
bevies, bible, deep, fate, fear,
Form: Free verse
It was in Westland that I met this barmaid,
She looked fragile,and complexed with manifestations of excellence,
That very night I sat exactly after four seperated bevies nailing myself to eminence,
Kindly when she served me a bottle of drink,
I spotlighted her beauty towards higher regard,though she saw herself as a fink,
Frankly,what I was seeing in her had a prospective blink,
This lady was pitch-black,
Framed in reality,she was an erudite and not a yack,
With inner pattern deemed with confidence,
I made her to believe the first sight attraction she spread out in alpha mense,
And she divided her lips into structure of my hopeful bens,
What came after that late night is when we're now couples on honey moon,
And I just can't match our excitements to what feelings intends to move,
Only when our personalities are commune and tied with a strong single loop,
Because,your presence has outlined the eyes of my heart to hold you in my room.
Categories:
bevies, angel,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Note well, all you New Year's mad hatters,
It's the future that really matters,
With all your joyous bevies and beers,
Blazing fireworks and raucous cheers,
What does really matter,
All you party hearty mad hatters?
What's our New Year's resolutions,
As we commence our anticipation?
What about peace as liberation?
Or making extinct extinction,
For all our human nations,
And our animal populations?
Can we think of new solutions,
Beyond reafforestation?
How can we end terrorism?
Which masks the real perdition---
Running the world on munitions.
Very unpopular thoughts, my dears,
One of my muse's strange ideas,
How can we make the world a better place,
For everyone in the human race?
So, all you New Year's mad hatters,
It's all our futures that matter.
Categories:
bevies, animal, destiny, earth, environment,
Form: Free verse
The horns are squeezed the bells ring out
Auld Lang Syne is sung, no one about
All gone to their homes, arm in arm they walk
A few bevies inside them, so they talk the talk.
Of how it will be this coming year
Money no object, no fighting or fear
Till they get home, something seems to snap
The dog is kicked, the wife gets a slap
The bevies have taken over, control is nought
Peace ever after, what a grand thought
No use trying to coax or chivvy when like this
Definitely stand away, don't get close for a kiss
He will blame it on a bad pint, same as last year
Makes you want to forget new year with all its fear
He needs to be locked up with a few likewise men
Bet he would never, beat his wife up again.
So all you men and women that drinks too much
this poem I hope your conscience will touch
Get a grip of yourself be a man keep off the beer
Give your family a break next new year
For all the abused women and children that fear holiday times
Penned 01/01/2015 by Seren Roberts
Contest : poems that received H.M. previously
Categories:
bevies, bullying, drink,
Form: Rhyme
Black lipstick
Glistening
Wet painted eyes
Blue as the sea
Pearls betwixt
Bevies blush..
Aneath
Purple streaks
Ravens hair
Ivory halos
Cardinal kisses.
Categories:
bevies, angel, art, autumn, love,
Form: I do not know?
Black lipstick
Glistening
Wet painted eyes
Blue as the sea
Pearls betwixt
Bevies blush..
Aneath
Purple streaks
Ravens hair
Ivory halos
....'Cardinal, kisses.
Categories:
bevies, baby, girl,
Form: I do not know?
Black lipstick
Glistening
Wet painted eyes
Blue as the sea
Pearls betwixt
Bevies blush..
Aneath
Purple streaks
Ravens hair
Ivory halos
Cardinal kisses.
Categories:
bevies, happiness,
Form: Free verse
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Black lipstick....
Glistening
Wet painted eyes
As blue as the sea
Pearls between
Bevies blush....
Aneath
Purple streaks
Ravens hair
Ivory halos
Cardinal kisses....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
....Gothic pink *
Categories:
bevies, hope, life, love,
Form: I do not know?
Sweet Home
From the tense of turbulence you profer comfort,
from the tests of time you offer abode,
Will all the fortresses of home refer incline?
Will all the fortitudes of hope adversity sublime?
The ocean of pleasure thou are; forever will I clamour instill,
The mission of leisure sweet amass; forever will I welcome still.
Dotting the lines of succour through the poets' quill-pen,
Blotting the limbs of honour through the Equerrian quince.
The enclave of birth and nurture to the dwell enclose,
The conclave of might and culture to the bells entwine.
Entrenched in shelter from rain and sun concomitant undo,
Embellished in sceptres from ornaments to unravel the feud's undue.
As the elements of Architecture are singing beautitudes,
The velvets of bevels are clinking tambourines.
As the culverts of artefacts are mincing soirees,
The valance of bevies are ringing solarium.
In May you lay in mash of holy velds,
And in June will Juno return amidst.
Oh God of mercy grant us the grace of lair,
When the solace of sauna breeds comfort of sweet home.
Adeola Yusuf Amuni
Categories:
bevies, passionsweet, sweet,
Form: Rhyme