Cuckold Poems

Exit music for a bad movie

"Exit music for a bad movie"

that shining kingdom
waits and watches 
numbed now to nightmares
its falling cuckold leaders 
deliver fools gold 
hungry homeless open palms receive 
broken promises overflowing
forgotten hymns and collection plates 
souls are worth blood in buried pain 
borders are drawn all are caged
the marriages not made in heaven
shelved for another day


Candide Diderot. ‘25

Naughty Hubby

My hubby prefers silver to gold
Got married to save his soul
It’s a lesson well learned
Better marry than to burn
But he still wants to be cuckold

Today Or Tomorrow

Death ever faithful
in spite of the glee
Holding our place
in wanton reprieve

We ever the cuckold
of life’s dark affairs
As quiet it waits
— a loyal au pair

(Dreamsleep: June, 2024)

Not Always Gold

It should not often be Gold
That man should be glad to hold:
Lots more before they are old,
Over them happy palms fold:
Their wives battling with cold
Plus kids that love stories told,
Which stories would life remold
Many of them Divine Scold…

It should not be just for Gold
That man might choose to be bold:
A sinner should be cajoled,
Woman who’s made her man cuckold…

I have a sound idea sold
And for you some ball rolled…

Mistake and Something Is At Stake

I’ve observed that one’s big mistake
Ties others to as big a stake
And an all-the-time “Time to drink!”
Enough to a vibrant mind shrink:
A mistake to tell “Get out, Snake!”
And duly fear like a dark lake…

I’ve noticed: one’s daily night walk
A reason for foe to one stalk;
Certainly, not for a sweet talk:
For a fight he might mark with chalk!

You should know: every wedding cake
Multiplies bags of flour we make;
Marriage hurt when scarcity fake:
Bride and bridegroom pay more and rake.

I’ve discerned it: one looks much old,
When wife now makes of one Cuckold: 
It’s face that begins to fold
Now stammers from the once-bold.

Awesome Happenings

Awesome armies
the kings  very  own 
We came here despite singing over burgles
Dustmen under contract
Lilies lay bleeding in black bags
We are still whistling
Chickens languishing in street
Actresses older than thought
give commandeering comedies
Tis the talk of the town
cuckold husbands straddling 
the saddle of despair

Ielts

Q.What is your full name?
A.Abad Ur Rehman.
Q.What is your lull name?
A.Lol Balol Daryai.
Q.What should I call you?
A.Ganda Machli Wala.
Q.Where do you live?
A.I live in Johar.
Q.What are you hobbies and interests?
A.Chaska & Maska.
Q.What type of weather do you Prefer?
A.Mating Weather.
Q.What about general knowledge?
A.Generals are good at knowledge.
Q.What would you like to do in USA?
A.Threesome Foursome Fivesome..
Thank You Mr Lol Balol Daryai.
Welcome Miss cuckold Hawai...

Summer Song

Upon the mango tree I hear a cuckoo call, 
Its call returned by it’s  beloved one,
Sweet strident songs upon my eardrum fall.

Harbinger of sweet scented summer squall,
Just before sweltering  summer's done,
Upon the mango tree I hear a cuckoo call.

The crow builds nest upon crannied wall,
The cuckoo lays eggs, on its fill of fun,
Sweet strident songs upon my eardrum fall.

The cuckold's crown to the crows befall,
‘Tis a well-known tale, known to everyone;
Upon the mango tree I hear a cuckoo call.

Summer makes me stay in cool and shady hall,
The cuckoos sing, mate merrily in the sun,
Sweet strident songs upon my eardrum fall.

I’m  sure, like ne’er before, this’ll make a cuckold gall,
As it echoes through street and wayside stall.
Upon the mango tree I hear a cuckoo call,
Sweet strident songs upon my eardrum fall.

~kcm

Hisser Tile

Aite and Dolos have whispered
instructions.Her words wish me to 
deceive him.

Then Aite said to Dolos.
He will gain nothing and his ruin
shall make Zeus smile.
Dolos are you worthy of trust? Dolos
don't ruin my plans. That even a God
can't trust you. Might you conspire to
have Aite's plan ruined, I may curse you
before Zeus and speak I'll of you amongst
those how wish me as there's. I shall
Whisper instructions to your ruin, this
speakeasy Aite!

Dolos spoke and encouraged his deceit
to have the woman pregnant; but of his
ruin might he prosper and the woman to
be deceived by him. Than men shall 
worship the man. And Zeus will hate him
that he loves me!

With Gold Remain Bold

Remember you were told
To always remain bold
While walking the Path of Gold;
To not let self be down rolled
But the Yellowish Thing hold…
Gold mere blacksmiths would remold
And by simple jewelers controlled.

So, never before Gold
Accept that you’re old
Nor shiver like The Cold
Nor like Autumnal Leaves fold
A just alerted cuckold!

To have a boat poled
To a good length
From no glittering Gold
Comes the strength.

Laughing Eyes

Round and round we go,
the day won't last.,
it keeps a secret you can't hide..
no, can't hide it.
 
Eagle sent to eat my liver-
renewed each night..
Will Zeus feel remorse and forgive
me..,
giving her my fire.

Round and round again,
a captured cuckold heart..
touching that crocodile smile,
left behind right from the start.

Bring those baby rose lips..
you know I never blame them.
Eyes to breast lie fixed, 
Winking laugh knowing,
there's no shame in.

Final Tribute

      Final Tribute
(for the Last Caesar)


Give the annual percentile amount
of your iron-copper gathering
The yearly brow liquidity
is required by the silver arm of vexation
Hemoglobin promissory is handed
to the seated image stamped on the penny
Spinal rein acquiescence,
bent will to the usury yield is mandatory
Because the last Caesar said make it so

The coins are jingo collected,
earmarked primarily for a military preference
Give ad infinitum;
blood, sweat and tears
is the required sum
Profess fiscal fealty to the feudal lord
of a monetary divided land
Take a sharecropper stand,
a servile oath of stained cloth submission

What is the scarlet vow protection condition? 

Pay the final tribute
with the parting of your farthing soul

Give with mint-scented breath,
(a legion air of pleb compliance)
the placid portion of patriotic cuckold 

Pocket pawns ask only for golden liberty,
to debt pursue life, love and happiness
	
With deep tributary lender lament,
the last Caesar said belay that request


09-14-21

Pri Madonna Primed

'Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude...
whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers.'
           (Quoted by Regina Mc Intosh)


Hung suspended from hive rafters hexagonal
Leader Lady Ruler Bee gorges imprudent
Heavy duty seeps striped desirous abdominal

Workers hover, rush beneath Queen exuberant 
Team enthusiasm pumps a syrup scaffold 
Propolis produces massed mission belligerent 

Numb buzzing bumblers fumble fated cuckold
Hunger for cohesion, gold body encompass
Busy anonymous paupers, sources unresolved 

Eager in sweetness, clan clustered accomplice
Reverently fulfills each gluttonous request 
Swift need swords stung in caustic redundance

Plump with pupae, flightless wings flouresced 
Polar iceberg cream honey hearts can't ingest




               13th January 2021

               Written for Contest:  Terza Rima Quote

               Sponsor: Regina Mc Intosh

Love's Reality-Unreal

Your lies much more exciting,
than any truth you never told

Stolen moments of pure delight,
the future your cuckold

Touch betrays what your eyes still hide,
my dreams you come to steal

As your body moves with time divorced,
love’s reality—unreal

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

Curse of Lies

Up from the fluff that pretends itself tough,
Yet another hiccup puffs from a stuffed stomach,
Cuckold by syrup huffed from a scruff buttock,
With a flutter of luck broken by a locked handcuff.

Hands tied two in the torn hooked links,
Locked by the cast of a mediocre jinx.  

A djinn grins wide in the lamp which it’s trapped,
As a rub rounds metal nigh the turban which it’s wrapped.

Smoke churns thick in the swirl of its stir’s sworn demise,
As a spy’s own eye cries before that which it lies.

A basilisk hiss pours from portions of the dish,
Pissing away the bliss of defense and hope of wish.

Breath be bothered by binds before a bent decline,
Of dying ‘long a spoiled spine whose blood shall cease to shine.

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