Chastity Poems - Poems about Chastity

For real love, she eagerly waits, All she could get were several hates, Her lips even have many open gates, That deliberately close lates, Her eyes have several inbuilt baits, That still could not find her good mates. She is actually hell-bent, That it's true love she really meant, Even if it's just for a rent, At least love will be in her tent, Her...

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Life is an eternal ecstasy Flowering as ripe old age Liabilities over, shorn of shackles Confined to oneself and free to peep into Fads and foibles lying dormant for decades The wisdom at its best, with the strings few Leaves, petals, breeze, dawn, dusk and dew As adorable companions offering divine notes To the melody of heart, mood and passions Echoing...

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Cranked a surprise with his jack in the box Chained stays my flower in chastity locks Power down, without ...

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There is a notorious flirt Who fondles beneath a girl's skirt But some of his "charm" Set off her alarm "Digital Intruder Alert!"...

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Our church held a Chastity Walk Where old folks just stand there and gawk Our numbers are few But what can one do When gossips have eyes like an hawk?...

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Our President's mid-morning grope Was a Page named Chastity Nope With up-bended knee She ended Trump's spree Now they call her, "The Great White Hope" * * * * How can we build the Peon Wall When Trump won't pay taxes at all? Isn't it funny That Cartel money Funds tunnels where peons don't crawl?...

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Chastity is never fruitful, clever or right, But we should all have a shot of the kite, That lovers’ swing that makes you happy, Disallowing the impudent or the snappy. Sex sets you up for the day and for life,  When computers, friends don’t have life, It propounds the right an raises good, Ramifies that which...

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O Ahalya celestial beauty bloom like lotus ivory red pink lips supple like snake fragrant like rose A king Indra a majestic man radiant like moon overwhelmed by Ahalya's beauty like heaven yes become mindless, crazy like cupid disguised as Gautama sneaked in hermitage eyes like stars words like honey lips like pink butter O great sage Gautama your heart pure like god knew no falsehoods penance like fire O king of deities you Sneaking in, joined...

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Though many have lost the battle, can I go forward in a worthy pursuit? For those whose pursuit of chastity in marriage grinds to an unhappy halt, could it not be due in part to being pulled toward illusions of grandeur? Can I have my cake and eat it too? Can it be beautiful and forbidden too? Am I...

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Good tidings young maidens it is me The chastity belt bespoke fitter To all princess and queen I could tell many a tale about the things I've seen But alas the crusades are over No need for chastity belts no more I did good business when the men were at war. I'm having a closing down sale Many bargains I've made It's ok your...

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i am a ye olde chastity belt maker and fitter Fitting is free I love my occupation As I hold the key For an emergency Their men want them fitting While they are away at war And my services are required More and more Something I adore. The women beg me to set them free And I give them what they need For a fee. So need a...

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Full and luscious lips Tempting treat to hungry eye Flashback memories Hot lips in constant pursuit Now chastity vow taken Other lips await Longing to explore and claim Willing travelers Virgin lips in cherry red Chastity vow forgotten Eileen Manassian Ghali...

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Chastity glow like the fanned embers in furnace It blazes in flames of purity Burning around the chaff and impurities Fueled by the justified true beliefs It stands upright in a jacket of honesty And the metal pants of integrity There it burns out oiled by deep understanding Setting the embers of realization flickering While we mortals stand afar watching in admiration...

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If I kissed your collarbone What would your expression give away? Hip bones are more sensual I suppose— But Diana was all ankles and wrists. Arch your back, chaste Aphrodite, the Madonna turns away Fingers should stay on necks and shoulder blades....

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Destroyer ~ Poet Contest Name first love poem~ (on the soup) Chastity Poland I know was where we were i was him and you were her we laughed and danced and sprung about but i was just a village lout yes you were fine of feature, grand but i went by sea and left the land i saw no more of you...

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