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Like melted chocolate,
words dripping
from his velvety tongue
rippled to her heart;
she tasted their rich flavor,
inhaled the aroma,
succumbing to
emotional intoxication.
She craved for more...
Seduced by luxuriant words,
her defenses weakened,
overpowered
by an irresistible urge
to bathe in love’s indulgence.
Opulent pleasures
caressed her thoughts.
Each syllable drew a sigh.
Her wish: to be sated
His unspoken promise: to fill her
with abandon – to thrill her.
She no longer dared
inhibit the demands
her soul was making;
this was hers for the taking.
Warning signs: DENIED!
She tasted the sweetness
gratifying her cravings
in his indulgent love.
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A Collaboration between Paul Callus and Eileen Manassian
With the work of the Lord as my priority task
upheld by ministerial privilege virtue
midst volunteerism exercise along faith-zest…
…I always pray, yielding to His omnipotence
that my heart earnestly as well as constantly
be pre-occupied with the Lord of the work…
…cognizant that servanthood pursuit-obsession
may breed unhealthy virtue-vice
lurking behind self-seeking glory motives
towering upon arrogant meekness
in the guise of faithful stewardship sacrifice…
Oh, may God forbid* that egoistic lust would reign
over my spiritual enthusiasm, divinely sublime
since fleshly human nature is never exempted…
…as I can succumb to such tempting allurement
when pulled toward carnality’s flame
and entangled with gratifying altruism-pleasure…
leaving guilty angst, tormenting the soul
while robbing me of worship's blissful serenity triumph.
*Galatians 6:14 But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world.
April 2, 2021
1st place, "My Obsession" Free Verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 4/10/2021.
#He_called_me_papa "father"
Something in me shifted
Leaking tears of long void
Dripping through pores of my soul
Life hadn't handled me with glove hands
Being a father, was the ultimate dream
In his purest voice,
he brought life to my long burried dream
A chance to fatherhood
Felt sparkles disassembling in my brains
Swapping and stretching in my bones
A dream was fulfilled
He called me papa
When the world has already certified me barren
When I have constantly looked for an excuse to not answer, whenever asked, when are you having your own child
Pleaded with both my knees and palms
To God and my ancestors
Years in and years out
The prayer felt like a broken record
Lost all hopes
When he called me papa,
Something in me was brought to life
Felt pain and disappointment leaving my body
In his voice I felt alive
Accepted
Appreciated
Repurposed
Reborn
Wanna go back to my knees and palms
And say, your timing was never delayed
But certain, certain for is valid and worthy.
Wanna hold gently her mother's hand
And say thank you
Thank you for seeing in me what I certified dead in me, thank you for seeing me worthy to be a father
To be called papa, to be valued and to matter
Thank you for not only choosing me
But for loving me enough, trusting me enough
And for sacrificing yourself for me
He called me papa
It felt warm, fitting
And gratifying
He called me papa
Like any child would to his father
Like any parent who be proud to be
He called me papa and still to date
Echoes of his voice still soothes me to sleep since
feeling fulfilled, hournered
And valued
Him calling me papa
Made me, feel belonging
Fitting and complete
I say he called me papa
For in me, that's everything
#Poetic_Ink
Our normal joys of life- now, ostracize;
shared, loving hugs, we're told to disavow.
Fond gatherings of friends and family
in cozy, close-knit groups- we abdicate.
No theaters open to view films or plays;
these gratifying pastimes- forsake now.
Just meeting with a friend for lunch to chat-
a thought we discontinue- disregard.
When leaving home for our essential needs,
near others, we surrender standing close;
discard the need to inhale full, fresh air-
while covered nose and mouth recycle breath.
So much we took for granted- now reject:
ditch strolling at the malls or galleries-
relinquish ceremonies of all types-
disclaim all sports events, rehabs, and gyms.
Our normal lives, we can't renounce too long-
or else we will forswear all hope itself.
We pray these missing blessings we regain-
no longer need to terminate our joys.
June 15, 2020
Contest: Thesaurus - Abandon or Abandoned
Sponsor: Dear Heart
Rules: Must use synonyms for the word "abandon"
or "abandoned," and they are italicized.
Birthday Party
The day began to find a place for lunch which was difficult
most roads were closed due to a cycling tournament
We got out of this mess and ended up in the streets where the rich lived.
My wife was enthralled by the beautiful gardens in the district
I nodded but was not impressed, preferring real nature.
Finally, we stopped at a small inn, that was ever so posh,
just in time I was getting grumpy due to low blood sugar.
The meal was expensive but plentiful, and we took the rest home
for a feast when I would not need to drive and enjoy a glass of wine.
At home, I saw on Facebook, many had sent me gratulations which
is gratifying, and I love my absent friends.
Those who didn´t send, greeting especially the English,
I forgive
they do not like to show a display of affection.
The English are this way, is it was a good thing they left
the EU, are a people of great pride and still hankers
for the days when Great Britain was an Imperial power.
No, there was not a great party just my wife and me, that is ok
we are bound together by an emotional seal of loneliness.
I curse with all vengeance
the undeserved desperation
that fate chose me to bear;
and I've asked myself
if ever there would be a sudden death
to this so-called affliction and fear...
Will I endure this unneeded pain furthermore
and suffer uselessly in discontent,
not to have accomplished more
or been restrained by any event
throughtout the duration
of my consuming contention?
I swayed from all gladness
with doubt and uncertainty,
gratifying myself with little or nothing;
all thoughts were constringent,
clinging to hopeless consolations:
I lived in sadness...unsavoring life
in all its wonderful and blissful ways,
not conjoining them to a congruous laugh!
Did it save these dark thoughts from dying,
when I could have been living?
Up to now,I had strongly believed
I would have seen a light
glimmering, where darkness gathered,
or an anticipated delight
awaiting to quench my thirst;
uneasiness and distrust don't conciliate...
Swelled clouds bring rain and sobriety,
reality brings out conscious regrets
that conjure up a past worthiness;
a struggle measured by audacity...
Prodigious words rejected by intruders,
true words prohibited to be spoken by me;
I was given lips to fling them...
not to fearfully oppress them,
but to be present in image and dexterity:
unlikely soggy flowers drenched by storms...
lacking the stamina to stand on their feeble stems,
I must stand up to my creed and truthfulness!
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Raging murmurs of night's incensed flame
Release my soul from time's lonely contempt;
I pour groans, greased bills for this secret craving
That my mouth, in disguise, words play
About sweet babbles, once again
To incite passion quite crude of fleeting trysts.
Pump upon pump of sighs quench
the emptiness
Just for now...my hunt for company
Loitering on a district 's sleazy street;
Untamed as the red of moon
That my thirst to relieve another gulp of angst
Unleashes what is cold and burnt within...
Until curving feline gaits slither along
Waiting for a prey; a gratifying reward
From a stained drained love dejected,
Not by grace's command this heart endures,
But through a lusty thought: life is simply a game.
Illusion©
Every once in a while laying in bed
My mind wanders
To places I have never been before
Time, events and places
Previously unknown
Appear in the mirror of my mind
It is though I can touch them
The experiences are so real
The smells, sights and sounds vivid
I can hear a pin drop
In the forest of my mind
Which suddenly has clarity
No longer filled with doubt
Or worry nor angst
Confidence is the order of the day
My popularity skyrocketing
Work immensely gratifying
Relationships rock solid
And therein lies the illusion
For in the empty shell of my life
None of these exist
Andreas Simic©
Living in a world of contrasts
nothing ever remains the same
every day's different from each other
whether to praise or casting blame
It's a good thing to give praise
help those that's down to get up
it makes you feel better yourself
even giving a poor soul your cup
But there's other side of the coin
those that love to dish out blame
it's always somebody else's fault
gratifying self is their little game
So to always blame is so selfish
living in your little world so vain
learn to give other's your attention
help them up give hope to attain
Make it your aim to be positive
live making that your life goal
stop casting down other folk
Just lift up even one poor soul
The emotions you stir are deep within.
Emotions so risque surely they're a sin.
Please close your eyes and feel me near.
I want to hold you my precious dear.
Laying next to you as you go to sleep.
This pleasant dream is yours to keep.
I am looking into your pretty face.
Filling my heart with your sweet grace.
My warm hand glides across your skin.
Then I see you begin to bear a grin.
Your body responding to my gentle touch.
You are wanting more of me so very much.
I softly kiss your full lips and cute ear.
My wanting you sweet heart is all you hear.
I gently place my lips upon your neck.
Your heart and body are at my beck.
Our pulses race together as we kiss.
The passion we share is an abyss.
I trace your sexy lips with my finger.
The taste of them on my tongue lingers.
My body aches for your sweet caress.
Breath caught in my throat as you touch my breast.
Take me, I'm yours, just don't break my heart.
I crave you like a drug, and I don't want to be apart.
The need for our bodies to be one is oh so strong.
Is my want for our bodies to touch wrong?
Your body above mine, my legs around your waist a must.
I beg for you to be in me and you enter with an aggressive thrust.
I cry out in pleasure as my body responds to you.
Our bodies entwine as a gratifying rhythm grew.
We kiss passionately as you grab a handful of hair.
This much pleasure is almost too much to bear.
All night we make love, as we tire and fall asleep.
When we wake I only ask if you're mine to keep.
A Collaborative Duet Between Myself And The Great MPK Mickey Pig Knuckles, Whom Is My
Inspiration And The Sweetest Man I have Ever Known, I Hope It Was All You Hoped It Would
Be Fan Boy!!!!! XOXOXOXOXO