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VOLUPTUOUS OUTLOOK
Have you ever seen?
the dark side of my face
If so, you would not aspire, my love
Take a different angle
and look inside through my tempting eyes
then you will see
My carnal desire concealed underneath
I am a voluptuous creature
My sense blends with deception, eroticism,
and evasive love
Be vigilant and make use
Your genius, brilliance
and act before flying the decisive moment
I am a genius of amorousness
fear, hate and protest
filled with selfish sex temptation
put up with your wisdom
and courageous will
If I were the only jackal
who targeted looting your virginity?
I am the lucky dog and I will not give up
this tremendous opportunity
I see disdain, fear, and hate
in your body language...
Although you are a charming flower
I don’t mind it
I see your body
as a sensuous lure
I cannot waste the chance
scanning your beauty
Your lustful lips and blooming breast
twittering like leaves in an autumn gale
the moaning sound of the inner throat of you
inspire my temptation
Before the thunder
silence waits out after lightning
If you stay looking for
care, justice, or sympathy
I will attain certainly my wish
Why don’t you fly away?
just like a she bee!
Jayaratne Weerakkody
Virgin
A young lady is dainty in disguise
Reading a book of love with that blank look
Nothing is prettier than a girl who giggles
Underwear lost between a passage of a line
Somewhere between puberty and a smile
She remains the same unblemished, undefiled
And just as simple
Like aspirin in a bottle with no pills in it
Vacant as the vessel that she is
Empty as a bed with no pillow
No one around to testify
No need to swallow any lies
Being void of pleasures
There is no shame
Vacuous and estranged
With the same effect remains
Engaged in her perfection
Behind mysterious eyes of youth
Lust lies, burns inside, untouched
Behold the beauty in her red dress
Lights go off and so does it
No secrets left inside the heart
There is nothing left to see of worth
Or sacred between the sheets and mattress
Or more delicious than a mistress in a sin
Soft skin and innocence
Little Miss is wrapped in her virginity
Wears a red badge of courage on display
A mystery worth having if just for pleasure
She knows her way around a man
Avoids kisses at every twist and turn
Into old age where hope evaporates
Purity clings on to every pore of her sweet nature
Fades, broken, a spell of imperfection cast
But still she keeps her socks on in the dark
When sleeping
Dreaming of extra layers of silk to comfort her
To keep her warm, insulated, never penetrated, violated
As she pretends to celebrate celibacy like woman might
Beauty and body, an image that runs dry
A reflection on a lovely vision twisted
The young virgin does not exist in every picture
According to the people she was with
Those who assist her in protecting the perception
A celebration, a witchcraft of celibacy
A practice of which is just imagined for one day
The Virgin shall be with a child
Bear a son
Shall name Him Immanuel
Mother Mary was brothed to Joseph
They lived together
She was found with a child through the Holy Spirit
Joseph was a righteous man
Unwilling to expose her to shame
Decided to divorce her quietly
Angel appeared in his dream
Joseph, Do not be afraid to take Mary as your wife
It is through the Holy Spirit that the child has been conceived in her
She will bear a Son
You are to name Him” Jesus”
He will save people from their sin
What the Lord has told the prophet
Behold you shall name Him Emmanuel
Means “God is with us”
Written: 3292021
Poetry Form: Haiku
THE REDEEMED:
She didn't wish to promise herself,
Only to fall as a premeditative sinner.
If she could just be a neighbour's keeper,
She's considered to be a good woman.
She was just an innocent girl with a wounded heart.
Her virginity was broken like a tempered glass,
Causing her strength and self-esteem to fall flat.
Her goals and dreams were marred and dried.
Although she guaranteed herself with pride,
Because she wanted to become a professional,
Whose dedication and service would be instrumental.
But her plans were wrongfully alined,
After she became negatively sublimed.
Making her have a deep fall in deadly ditch,
Which can never be termed a good niche.
"The church girl is now a ghetto dweller.
The nice lady is now a sex worker.
The only child of that noble parents,
Is now a skeleton in a cupboard.
What exactly made me go wayward? "
As she kept questioning herself with falling tears.
It all started when she mingled herself With some obstinate peers,
With the intention not to imitate them,
But rather to help them come out of their fears.
They later crowned her as the smoking gem,
Since she became enthusiastic than them.
Fortunately, she's now a new soul,
Whose life is graciously yoked,
With the blood of the Holy Lamb and the Holy Spirit.
And she's now the professional she wished to be.
Hallelujah...She's saved!
Tam Lin Tangled
Branches tangled, know of Janet, Peggy and of Margaret too
Tangled up in blue, when elf acknowledged primal love
The one that’s true and savage
When taking Margaret down
Bundled in her black apparel
Who knows what bent her father had, to warn her not to go
The forest is steeped in secrets and naked to the touch
Broken branches and virginity
Babies come on Halloween leaves at evening
Horses ride above the trees, white and black and brown
When Margaret and her kind
Come open to reality and tumble down
Tastes that burn, built by fires on the twigs
Creatures that turn, scurry through the leaves
Transform, transfix, become there, something other
Succumb, as elfin king and queen
Beneath the broken branches of the trees, begin
Created on 3/18/15 for “Tam Lin” Poetry Contest – Sponsored by: Debbie Guzzi
WARNING: THIS IS PG-14 NO KIDS ALLOWED PLEASE
While he's showing his devotion
Your expressing mixed emotions
As he gently lays your head
On a soft but scary bed
That you've slept on many times
But now it is hard to find
The comfort that it always brings
As these new formed feelings
Start to weaken your defenses
As he takes your hand and clenches
Shaky fingers inside his
Softly giving you a kiss
And whispers it will be alright
As carefully through the nite
Your bodies start to contour
Into one as you mature
With a look of dedication
He slowly starts his penetration
And while he's going in and out
You both know without a doubt
The reason you act nervously
Is losing your virginity
That made you feel sweet and young
But now you have just begun
A roller coaster of sensation
Ending with a big elation
While shining down from up above
To light up this special love
The stars bright illumination
Is a calming inspiration
That puts you in a calming mood
As you hold each other nude
Knowing that you both have grown
With the love that you have shown
Please don't give me a soft nudge
I am still holding a grudge
And will be for a while more
Lots of anger is in store
It's not gonna keep me calm
If you gently rub my arm
And give me puppy dog eyes
These notions and little tries
Is not helping me see past
The explosive hurtful blast
Of words you could not contain
There is no way to explain
The dynamite lies being heard
That are insane and absurd
You've been spreading way to often
My hearts hard and will not soften
Until my good name is clear
And I will no longer hear
How I rocked your world one day
My virginity taken away
By a stud who thinks he's cool
But he's just a stupid fool
Who's ruined my reputation
Now all of my concentration
Is being used on just one goal
Making sure I can control
The hatred for my dear lover
Will not burst out and brew over
Burning you like I was scorched
Never turn your back and watch
Every move that's being made
Believe me you will be paid
For the torture I've been handed
Ever since my life was stranded
With lies that were never real
Listen up cause here's the deal
Fix these rumors that destroy
Or you won't sound like a boy
Because your parts down below
Will get kicked as my knee flows
Upward at full intense force
Sending your voice way off course
Teaching you never to mess
With a young girls innocence
Making her not play too kind
When her reputations on the line
Maybe devils are people we call lovers —
the ones who are our weakness,
our mistakes,
the ones we lie for,
the ones we would kill for.
I have done the most foolish things for love —
a little feeling
yet it shakes crowns,
collapses empires.
My king —
you reign in my heart.
Please, do not overturn the skies above my head.
Kiss me slowly —
I want this moment to last,
for tomorrow you might not be mine again.
Death is waiting.
Haters are watching.
The world is ready —
ready to snatch you from my arms.
I can't fight this.
I won't win.
I know.
Still, I love you.
I don't know if you love me.
I am vulnerable for you.
I am sacrificing for you.
Kill me gently with your love.
Drown me in the sea of it —
I am ready.
What haven’t I given up for you?
My dignity,
my health,
my insurance,
my safety,
my beautiful sleep,
my lovely kindness,
my truthfulness,
my virginity,
my future.
I withhold no religion,
no god,
no principle,
no law.
I am just a foreigner in your land,
an outcast in your mansion,
a slave in your chambers,
your prostitute.
I am stripped of myself
when your eyes pierce my soul,
staring down my confidence and composure.
I am weak when you hold me.
Nicholas...
heal me.
An invisible string was created from the beginning of time,
it is wound around my horn, and bound to your heart
Invincible.
Each time your heart beats, you tug at this string,
drawing me closer to you
You are unaware of this, I love you
yet I fear and resist you, dear Lady
Not only have you captivated me, but my fate is in your hands
I am the last Unicorn in existence
Kings and nobles desire me for my horn,
for it can purify poisoned wells
and they know only you have power over me
Sweet virgin, all I ask is
one song to enchant my ears
one glimpse of your precious smile
one kiss from your ruby lips
one whiff from your perfumed dress
...a single stroke from your gentle hands
and I shall dream of you forever
Betray me not please by handing me to the men
Let me lay my horned head on your lap even just once…
then set me free
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You are Testing me my rear precious unicorn,
every King has offered more than our beauty holds.
Unfold I will hide with you in a placed to protect us from every face.
Avoiding your poisonous horn, in which I fail to feed my soul with your purity.
I will move you from this revolution in which has troubled the monarchy.
Medieval strings of power to catch you~ your the last of your kind.
My Unicorn you are the medicine, the symbol ones seeks to rule darkness.
With passion I hold a belief that your horn can heal illness,
your strength will carry on.
Every time you returned to drink the waters of a no man's paradise,
I reach out to touch your radiance once a year.
Your horn can cure plague, rage, rabies, fever's and more!
Become my host let me wear you in this mystical amulet.
I will wear you as my jewelry while you lay your head on my lap.
My Unicorn of purity, I will never tell the ingredient and secrets we share,
as we got lost in each others stare.
I will ride with you and never betray your existence.
Together we will gather the fresh fruit and CORN~
My precious unicorn my virginity is your dignity.
Bathe with me throughout my immortal long and healthy life.
I'll sing you a song good night.
Ali-corn you are the weight in gold, all emperors, will fall at my feet.
One kiss with my red ruby lips!
I "guarantee" you a gift only we both see.
"If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you!"
**a collaboration with pd ^_^!
Women in my family have to fight
Fight to live fight to die
One born premature with challenges
With a heart so pure settling the balances
She was a model name Tiffany
Like her name she was very pretty
Stayed sane despite the insanity
Cancer took her but not her virginity
She was a slave whose name is unknown
In a photo dress is full beige and long
She made a sacrifice for us to achieve
Named her baby my great grandmom Mary.
She was Mary and quite contrary
No nonsense with a hint of fairy
She made wonders from a wood stove
Raising grandchildren as she did so to vote
Her namesake Sister Mary
Would carry on this voting destiny
Fighting in life the man and her man
To make a life with Christ as American
And Wanda Jazmin Gail was soft spoken
Despite her challenging life she kept hope and
Beat cancer beat the odds of black in the south
Covid took her body but her spirit lives proud
And there is me the poetic strange type
I too persevere from many a fight
Fight to raise a black son in a hostile USA
Fight to the rights of Roe vs Wade
Fight to eat when food is so high
Except junk food which is cheap all kinds
Fight to enjoy land that I may never own
Fight of the nights molesting devils roam.
The women in my family would never write this
For they are too strong to need a word such as is
A poetic petition praying for perseverance
The women in my family are of courage and endurance.
7/2/2022
Written for The Women In My Family Poetry Contest
Sponsor Soto Poet