Seducers Poems - Poems about Seducers

...Whether you have come to possess this compendium of doggerel confessions by chance or by choice, should you decide to venture beyond this page, I politely suggest you consider the contents to be noth......Read the rest...

...Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent musicals for the imaginary stage, an art for......Read the rest...

...Oh Afghanistan at least you'd 20 years of relative peace and shine Perhaps you had it all back in ancient times but the truth of such matters patina over time.. Now all the good has come to a cac......Read the rest...

...Once the sun goes down for the evening The trees limbs are dripping with sadness. Then she sighs silently, "I am flourishing." The dress she is donning is sky blue. The dress flows ......Read the rest...

...There is a colorless glitch in my life I've forgotten the taste of sugar and spice I've taken a walk in colorless thought with a twitch in it Turned sour and dour, weirdly glum with grit Like t......Read the rest...

...The world is a clown looking at you up and down The world is a clown; the plane is about to touchdown Madness in the East, madness in the west And the north and the south are gallivanting in their......Read the rest...

...My mother always took the bus. I never understood why. We had a car, but she insisted on taking the bus uptown. I think she did it because father would not let her smoke in the car. She could smo......Read the rest...

...Oh my beautiful Daughters what have you done to the men of the Earth, turning the roar of men's' love into notes of shame and whispers, discoloring the gallant glow of trust with untempered lust for ......Read the rest...

...Not what it seems the ticking of the clock A secret dream secret liason a secret to tease I can not breathe till I feel your hands upon my skin Your force against the wall that makes me crawl You......Read the rest...

...While moon over Konsantinovo wanders, and meadows sleep in the silence, your spirit still breaths, seeking new oases, peasant valley couldn't offer you worldly aspirations! Restless vagabon......Read the rest...

...As time ravages then depraves the soul ...our growth within' the world unknown, mystic's past and present would ponder mysteries of life so full of wonder... Viewpoints derided most often rewri......Read the rest...

...She stands tall a pillar of virtue cloaked in morality. Looks with disdain upon would be seducers as she plods through this sin ridden earth. Never does she bend to temptation that sucks a......Read the rest...