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Darkness is he, soulless totally
It's abyss he commands, desiring what he sees
In front of him stands a virgin, pure as the driven snow
For white he knows it is, upon she his darkness will show
Long haired and silken clad, his lusting eyes allure his own
Is it fear that makes her pert, or the fear of being alone
*~*
Upon his lap she stands, so minute to his ogre mass
Her silken attire now torn, talon fingers on she he grasps
Innocent flesh he craves, to satisfy his empty soul
In his lusting abyss, his darkness will soon unfold
*~*
Petite, pert so perfect, ageing hands of his darkened past
Cup her porcelain charms, so grotesque is his grasp
Leering eyes of void, now alive to this virgins flesh
Excitement fills his wants, this maiden near total undress
A strangeness falls amidst this darkened scene
Has she succumbed, is she in the middle or has she seen
*~*
To his torso of centuries old, attention is drawn to he
Reciprocating she kisses in touch, with drooling eyes he sees
This virgin standing in front of him, allured now is she
So minute to his ogre mass, content she appears to be
*~*
Lips touching taste, eyes closed, are they in wonderment
Has she entered his darkened abyss, or is he now heaven sent
Lashing tongues, like a fencing épée now drawn
When his dark met her light, I struggle for the forlorn
Breaths are seldom apart, it's as if magnetic, they are
This join of abyss fuelled white, seems so bizarre
*~*
Lecherousness in his tasting rush, her scent he delves in deep
This virgin, this maiden so taken, to him now she seeps
Like diamonds, her pertness rises, en-capturing her charms
So different when she stood before him, all in alarm
*~*
Tailored they are not, such a difference in size
This virgin maiden so white, soon to be in firm cries
Thralled he now becomes, induced in his darkened dark
He now revels in his taken, amidst thighs of perfection arch
Forlorn has now become, a joining of lustful desires
Black locks now sway with delight, the dark now afire
*~*
Positioning, seasoned they are, in joyful joining crave
Now the darkness has seen the light, in typical deprave
Sighs now resonate, amidst his darkened dingy hell
The allure of purring white, increase his darkening swell
*~*
vanilla almond milk with a hint of honey
that is what you feel like to me
every moment with you is a cool breeze that is wonderfully everlasting
i look forward to seeing you every nanosecond on the nanosecond
i am surprised by how much i actually miss all parts and meanings of you
vanilla almond milk with a hint of honey
that is what you taste like to me
every experience with you is a different taste in all defining amazements....front and back....in between and behind
i look forward to hearing your voice every nanosecond on the nanosecond
i am surprised by how much you actually dominate all areas of my thoughts....even the cobwebbed ones
vanilla almond milk with a hint of honey
that is taste on the tips of your lips when you kiss my heart
every single day with you like edutainment with positive depth and meaning
i look forward to being loved by you and reciprocating that every nanosecond on the nanosecond
i am surprised by how much i actually treasure you....treasuring me....
Our cats are lovable, we know that's true!
Sweet kittens do fulfill that special place.
There are some other ways cats share love, too-
given the moment, at some time and place.
Sweet kittens do fulfill that special place
reciprocating love to show they care.
Given the moment, at some time and place,
they can unselfishly one-sided share.
Reciprocating love to show they care
was not the goal of this sweet kitty pet;
they can unselfishly one-sided share
a bond so lovable- one can't forget.
Was the not goal of this sweet kitty pet-
For, she adopted six small chicken eggs!
A bond so lovable- one can't forget-
and hatched them neath her furry chest and legs.
For, she adopted six small chicken eggs.
She cared for them just like they were her own;
and hatched them neath her furry chest and legs.
She groomed them like a mama chicken clone.
She cared for them just like they were her own-
there are some other ways cats share love, too.
She groomed them like a mama chicken clone.
Our cats are lovable, we know that's true.
March 14, 2023
~1st Place~
Contest: Writing Challenge - 'L' Words
Sponsor: Constance La France
Word Chosen No.5 - Lovable
O to give from ifs and buts free,
To feel happy, pleased just to give,
Feel good that gift is well taken
And that, receiver too feels good,
Charity’s not to show who’s tall,
Give as, to gift is good nature.
It is flowers’ innate nature
To flaunt fragrance and spread it free,
For ego’s sake nor to feel tall,
They give till too wilted to give,
By birth bestowed with this trait good,
Happy, their fragrance is taken.
Lamps like, its light’s lead is taken,
It is the lamp’s born-with nature—
To smoulder till they are no good
To do so, they wish light’s spread free,
For, lamps are born their light to give,
And care to feel good nor yet tall.
A cloud never shows stature tall,
Has always given, scarce taken,
Born with a benign bent, it’d give,
To rain, drain its inborn nature,
Its virtue’s to give, and give free,
It loves to find earth green and good.
Man condescends to give, feel good,
To show off his pedestal tall,
Seldom is his charity free,
Weighs: what in return be taken,
Give so as to take— his nature,
Born is he more to get than give.
Birds be or beasts, their best they give,
Not for any altruistic good,
Because that’s their innate nature,
Not to show off their stature tall,
Yon of things given and taken,
Birds be from all worldly ways free.
Alas, head rules and heart’s not free
To decide, head all commands give
In this world by head be-taken.
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Sestina | 01.08.2006, revised Feb 2023 | charity, heart
Poet’s note: Sheer instinct makes birds and beasts look after their newly born without expecting anything in return. But we as humans look forward to our children reciprocating when we are old, not do things in altruism. Why? Because man is being increasingly ruled by head, not heart, this Sestina feels.
Days have gone by since the moon passes through the sky
I thought it was going to rain but it was just a little drizzle beating against my window pane and the stars move swiftly beneath the cushion clouds looking for a way out.
I could smell the fragrance moving with the wind and
the branches could not keep still, the mad wind toss
them to and fro littering the ground with dead leaves all around and paradise smile’s at me from a distance; it is what you get when blood run through your vain and your adrenalin surrender to your will and courage comes alive and revive your dreams.
Hold on to the universe and break the promiscuous curse
break the chains of doubt and let your spirit shout, it is the pain
that you feel and the determination that is walking in your heel that will reveal the light but the crankshaft in the piston engine and reciprocating motion of pistons that moves into a rotational motion will move the wheels for you to secure a hard to crack deal, I can feel it and I can see it unfolding in front of me.
I love salad, crackers and tea especially when I am dining out with thee, come and be my chaperone and amuse me like a child just leaving home;.
Set up a round table and invite the disable, there are many guest on the list and you have to make a special dish ; my appetite is big but my stomach is small and this social gathering will cool down the temperature and mend the broken window.
What on earth has gone wrong? It is time to write a different song and discard the older version; we must rebuild the relationship for it will determine our destiny.
A seed is bursting out of the ground and passion is spreading all around, neither friends or money should come between us to break or zeal.
We have already paid the price and have made hard felt sacrifice
It is time to roll the dice; we will have Peking duck for lunch
And Big mac for dinner.
Seeds are springing up from the ground
and people from near and far are pouring into the city
It's the seed of hope.
I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind
The future opens as i become a space rover
Rolling these rocks, from a long ago race
As a window of light opens in front of me
A portal has opened, i feel a glow on my face
Through the dreamy blue, what will i see
As i turn and say goodbye to this world
My thoughts intrepid as to what awaits out there
Over the blue, i Semaj finally step
One, two three to a black abyss i stare
Within minutes of being here, the darkness fades
A strange orb rises oozing colours of light
Like similar beauties from earths parades
Wonderful scenery, another worldly delight
Through what i would call a clearing, an expanse appears
With wondrous colours and earthly creatures
Giant butterflies, rabbits silhouette against this sphere
While plants so gorgeous display their features
I venture further into this kaleidoscopical rainbow
En-captured by a thrilling of a world of serenity
What delights have my eyes, been allowed to bestow
A place of calmness and no hint of calamity
Beside a brook i sit as i absorb this place
Scented petals grace and drift in a light breeze
As i scan the surface, there appears a face
A golden haired beauty, golly! is my mind in tease
I rise to my feet, and in wonderment stare
To my amazement she smiles, fluttering her butterfly wings
As i approach this beauty by the rippling brook
My heart pounds notes like a longing sing
She looks at me in curious pose
Wondering what to make of me, an alien being
Is she reciprocating what i would be doing
If she stepped through the blue, is she what i would be seeing
As we edge closer, its as if it was meant to be
Nervous i am not, in this land of blissful serenity
We all have a path and maybe its my destiny
Have they tried and tested, and eventually found amenity
I turn around to look back, to where i came from
I can't hear her voice, but i can hear her song
My body, my heart in self possession aplomb
No going back through the blue, for this is where i belong
For Constance La France " A Magical Journey " contest.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-9.php
Rather for the taking than sharing, sharing just a little to know,
Pulling the wool over my eyes, and using it for his show,
With just a sprinkle of depth, and a dash of compassion in his eyes,
In the moment I fall prey to caring more, but afterwards I realize,
It's trickery at its finest, the wind that fans his flame,
All for him with no reciprocating, it's all about his gain,
In the moment giving me hope that he's finally open to love,
Then he retracts pretending it's not real and sweeps it under the rug,
When visitors arrive he stomps on it, as if its dirt beneath his feet,
Crushing the heart he so desperately wants, he only sees it after they leave,
His madness catchs up to him, and yet he falls right back to his routine,
He cannot help himself or so that's how it seems,
I look past the crushing with sympathy because I won't lose the love inside,
I'll refuse to play the game the enemy uses to try to kill the love that's alive,
So is it really falling prey? Or is that the pain just talking?,
Because inside my heart is just the opposite, my love for him is still walking
Tick tock says the clock
Time to
Walk, talk,
exact
pain or gain
says the clock
Pray you don't fall prey
slack mouth lacks
Wanting no seizing
From season to season
No reason for ridicule
A reason for a silence
Resilience, shame
Tamed fame, no frame
Fascinating
Pain; Playing victim
All time while
medicine to heal
Ease on you
Gain; Territory expands
Gratitude and love
Yield bountifulness
Walk; In others
Others walk
So in you
Clothes covers scars
Lay your bed
So you lay on it
Talk; To others
Others talk
So to you
Respect is
To be
Reciprocated
Prey; Begging for attention
To be valuable
Discriminating
Unaware of self
Uniqueness
Slacking; Unused brain
Speaking
clones
laziness
Instead
Observing
Flapping
flutter's you
Lacking; Self confidence
Discipline
Brings denials
Attaining
Acquiring
Restricted
Wanting; Instant gratification
Losing focus
Settling for anything
Granted desires
Seizing; Always consistent
Taking without
Reciprocating
Updated version
Of snatcher
Swiftly
snitches get stitches
Season; goes around
Comes around giving
What you gave
Relentlessly
Unapologetic-ally
Reason; for living
Decision to make
Consequences
You see clear
Before
Action
Reaction
Ridicule; Bulling the bull
Ought
Take by horn
A worthwhile
Ride
Love don't cracks
Ego does
Pride
Sacrifice
Power
Silence; smooth in action
Fast
soundless in nature
Powerful
Creation
Liberation
Hesitation
Resilience; Attitude say all
Gratitude
Gateway
Misfortune
Gave
Up
Shame; Indifference
passableness
Gain
Pains
Mindset matters
Time reviews
Tamed; trained
easier to control
Master no craft
Slave to others
self motivations
Survival mood
Fame; Without integrity
notability
Important
Dishonest
Division
Seekers
Frame; Physically portraying
Building
Lies
Manipulating
Minds
CLONES
Do as I say
actions matters
Fascinating; Alluring contents
Preys are so lovely
Be aware
Devourer
Insatiable
Bird eats ants
Ants eats birds
Live or die
Talk to inspire
Walk to heal
Says the clock.
For years and years having viewed their faces
Their smiles, their joys, in so many places
Oh how I wondered if I would mirror those joys
To forget my past, and it's lonesome destroy
We are told never say never in this world we live
Sometimes around life's corner, shall end ones sieve
How right these words would be, such wisdom prevails
Never say never, let life's winds grace ones sails
Then came the day as I so wondered why
That a Spanish maiden liked, I clicked to espy
Images of Marillion, the singer Fish being his name
As I viewed musical others, we liked just the same
In a polite message I wrote, simply to ask why
Will she answer me I asked, I'll just have to try
A reply I received, declaring reciprocating sounds
For our music was mirrored, now something abounds
Then came the moment that simply captured my heart
Her first word was hello, could a dead life restart
Our visions appeared followed by questions of ask
Two strangers in meet musical tastes being our tasks
Days weeks into months followed amidst track after track
So much was told and shared, her knowledge never lacked
Now when I look back to our music moments shared and seen
Fish and others we thank you, for it's the music of Queen
The right time He expected you to on Him put all your trust
But how real could this be true
When the real test of time defines you
It is very simple to talk of
But complex to practice while most take off
The exact reason one don't see success is near
Because the weight, pain and agony of the cross seem much to bear
No one has ever been through worse
Everyone has been up to his own case
World itself does not expect less
It won't present you glory without messes
You may try to scotch been scum
Can you hold its taking over as they come?
Reciprocating the love at worst time would have been good to real friend
Situation of more chase toast your knowledge that you should have mend
Check on friends and encourage people on life matters
Suicide is never an option let alone the best