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A life of love or pleasure
Emotions devouring darkness
They speak of faith, truth, loyalty
Following their hearts desires
Tasting each other's needs
Commitment two souls merge
Words loudly spoke in meaning
They share life, dreams for love
Their heart longs emptiness
Longs fulfillment of completion
Their being lust for touch
They come from different worlds
One wild,one need be tame
Beast of tiger,her claws sharp
Her lines light and fine tuned
She hunts the wilderness
Her prey, man of jungle she eyes
Man-eater her deepest desire
To find herself arms of her Lion
To be dominated in bondage
A little one plays along the side
But beauty of love as swEeeet'
as kittens grOWl'''''
Three funny guys, Curly, Larry, and Mo
Slapstick comedians, you all must know
But there are three circus clowns
Who create mayhem and frowns
The crowd calls them Corny, Hairy and Schmo
Corny thinks he's the wily ring leader
Acting as if he's a Walmart greeter
Talking like he's really cool
But people laughed at the fool
Gobbled by the lion called 'Man Eater'
Hairy can be a bear when in pursuit
Got his name from being very hirsute
He was threatened with a shave
If he refused to behave
He bit off his tongue and now is a mute
Sad has become the life of flunky Schmo
He feeds peanuts to monkeys in the show
Since he lost his two friends
Finds himself at loose ends
Three circus clowns; each one was a bozo
*(A lyric on the sweet seductions of a lovely, vampish nymph and man-eater named Lolita.).
With a body so fine and rare
like a lover who comes afresh
with a glow that's both sleek and fair;
and lovely in her fine, smooth flesh;
she sways me so with not a care
as we slowly combine and mesh.
With expert skill that's hard to find
and deft and not so innocent
(and with her hands and unchaste mind),
she unzips my rising discontent.
She pleasures me: I nigh go blind
(as her deftness makes me potent).
With focus and seductive powers
she peers into my fettered soul
and frees me from my iron trousers
which crush my sex and spirit whole.
And in minutes, not even hours,
I'm under her swift, sweet control!
Susie teetered into Bill’s office, wearing a skintight miniskirt
Sat on Bill’s knee for dictation. She was an outrageous flirt
Soon Bill was smitten and couldn’t resist her ample charms
He forgot about his wife and kids and fell into Susie's arms
That was the lusty beginning of their clandestine love affair
Young Susie is a man-eater and calls Bill her "Honey Bear"
Bill’s wife discovered his deception and asked for a divorce
She’ll keep it out of the media for a huge settlement, of course!
As soon as his divorce was finalised he made Susie his wife
Susie’s only twenty. Bill wanted a carer for the rest of his life
Bill’s eighty-five years old and Susie stroked his thinning hair
and denies her attraction to him is that Bill’s a multi millionaire!
They say age doesn’t matter, especially when you are ‘in love’
That depends if you’re the ‘secretary’ who's married to ‘the ‘guv’!
Within a year Bill was dead and Susie worked for another VIP
I've heard she takes dictation while sitting naughtily upon his knee
Age doesn’t matter when you’re in love Contest
Sponsored by Julie leigh Rodeheaver
12-16-17
Oh Men, where's all your humanity gone,
And the mercy, love, and kindness you claim?
Recall, to a mother they too were born.
Now, lost in woe, you put us to the blame.
In to the woods, you came troubling our peace-
The tranquillity, not to be disturbed,
Peace, it vanished, as my zone, put to tease,
And how much I felt is still to be learned.
Lost in selfishness, needs and wants, so far,
You took my kids, as pure as flower buds.
I've no need to lock them behind bars,
Learning to deny their own heart and blood.
The tears I weep, they would fill the whole sea.
Not a man-eater, it’s a mother’s plea.
12/12/2018
Movie:- Two Brothers
Character:- Mother of the two tigers: Kumal and Sanga
I hate cancer
I hate what it does to people
Cancer eat away the flesh of men, making them skull before their deaths
When will we find a cure for this man eater
I saw my friend lose her hair
I saw my friend in pain
I couldn't have recognized her she was skin and bones, before she die
Another GOOD BYE
When will, this cure be found
I hate cancer
I saw a child of five die in his mother's arms
He had no colour, her tears rained like a stormy weather
I could see her whispering loudly..." GOOD BYE MY BABY" the sound echoed in my soul …GOOD BYE…so tired to hear that...another GOOD BYE
When will cancer end...we need to find a cure
I hate cancer
Now I see my friend Mary fighting back, she’s not letting cancer win
She’s fighting back for her life
Cancer not winning, not this time... there is no GOOD BYE ...not this time
Cancer will not win
Jorogumo a poem by thomas laufey
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Senzo no rei yo, watashi wa anata o yobu, chikaku-ryoku no aru fushi-sha
I am stretched out between the graves of those that came before me ever seeking
Never finding solace between the rotted coffins with the bones long since decomposed
So i sing and dance till one night into deaths dark embrace, cooling,sealing myself to his hands which even the fates listen to, so hear me sing and cry and scream my despair
At my true love’s lie, whom I entrusted with my heart,
So as i cry and weep in my dead parents arms,
I loathe myself for believing his deceits and treacheries.
Sobbing mercilessly at the sight of the full moon and the sakura petals that fill the air,
While my foes men dare to try to take this waste of life back to their master,
So i transform on this cursed night to take my vengence on all life
And to join the ranks of the ayakashi and yokai, to kill the treacherous spider who deceived me
That monstrous tsuchigumo
Akuma fuku ge no watashi o anata no hitori ni kaeru.otto no nayami ni watashi o kaete. Azamuki no geijutsu ni oite, watashi o jo`o ni shiyou. Kumo no jo`o o miyo
Lo behold the spider queen
The ferocity and deceptions of my husbands clan of the earth spider personified
As he killed what I hold dear so shall I
For i am jorogumo the spider queen, the man eater and the destroyer of the earth spiders
Tongues twist,words roll;
Friends and family wonder;
What it is,that has eaten me up!
I'll not tell them anything,
I'll let them think and think-
Till they feel they have the answer.
Whatever is consuming my flesh,
Hasn't reached my soul,
They don't have to worry.
This,that feasts on my blood,
Hasn't gotten to my bone marrow,
I'm still meeting new days.
But,reality is;
When I look at my image in the mirror,
It doesn't represent who I am.
That reflection is of,
A young girl,short and slender;
And tending to severe acute malnutrition,SAM.
I'm also surprised,
But atleast, I know what's wrong with me;
The man eater is eating me up.
It comes with friends, school,family.
It comes with broken relationships.
It comes with failed missions.
It comes with sickness,loans and betrayal.
It comes with so much,
That you and I have tasted.
The man eater is killing me,
The same way it left the city with heads hanging in the air,
Bodies lying still in the mogue, following suicide.
It sent most of its preys to mental health units,
When it deprived them of sleep and brought them addictions;
When it got them depressed and hallucinated.
To cut it short,it's eating me up,
Like you can see;
But it's you to save me.
Much as you tell me to open up,
You do so with an ear, eager to gather news,
To spread out to the entire community.
It is stress,
That haunts my hurt heart;
And tears me apart.
"Bloodbath in the Bog"
Bloodbath in the Bog
Leeches go down hard on turtles
fattened egos in a feeding frenzy
agitated mosquitoes land on the slime
to take a taste
grinning hares race each other out the gates
wasting life and time
smoking the green grass
eating all the pretty flowers
(LadyLabyrinth/2020)
"Edible Flowers" / Finn Brothers
https://youtu.be/UY8xoSERti4
“But looks can be deceptive
and that sweet looking field
can be a dangerous man eater.
The meadow is actually a peat bog-
more specifically a blanket bog -
and while it's a rich habitat for wildlife watchers,
it hides potential dangers for the unwary.”
English colloquialism/Bog.
Ode to Ustad, the Celebrity Tiger
Is it true Ustad , you’ve divided humans?
Is it true, you killed all the four humans?
Is it true, you are dismissed from Ranthambore Reserve as “problem animal”?
Is it true, you licked the blood of Rampal Saini, after butchering him animal?
Is it true, you feel homesick 400 km away in Udaipur Bio Park?
Is it true, you posed as celebrity causing conversion of RTR into park?
Oh, Ustad, what a huge fan following!
The envy of our netas and film divas will be following.
Look at the explosion of protest for you in social media;
Your fans have set twitter on fire and outraged all media.
Log in and read tweets #jesuisustad, #boycottRTR# and #BringUstadback,
Back to back debates, arguments, and shouts, your roar they back,
From UAE to the US and Australia
And even from the land of queen Alia!
The anchors in BBC, Al Jazeera and The Daily Mail too carry your story;
They all back ownership of territory, your ‘man eater’ tag not a worry.
Never has humanity seen a beautiful tiger like you;
Never had they photographed any primate like you;
Even the matinee idols dream of a swagger like you
And your curves and swerves; none is admired like you.
If at any time you plan to retire, lend us for a day your roar,
With which we’ll still the post-modern horrors the globe abhor.