Short Ensnaring Poems

As walking over blazing hot coals 
Is the love that blooms suddenly
Deceiving the naive heart
Ensnaring fantasies
Weaved with the lies
Planted in mind
Waking from
The vain
Dream...

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Fear, entangling me
ensnaring me
With cold hands, 
twisting my heart, 
tearing at my soul.
Hiding inside, 
it moves and 
breathes.
Paralyzed, 
I stop thinking, 
it takes what it wants
leaving me shaken.

ALesiach © 9/10/2015...

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To live in the embraces of 
of self-love
means
letting go

of the toxicity–
of the negativity–
of the disillusion–
of the fear–
and of the doubt.

All of these at one point 
make us feel safe, 
but the truth is 
they will ensnare worth
like pestilence ensnaring breath....

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The woman of the web weaved words
  Captivating of the heart and mind,
Ensnaring every atom of the senses,
  Trapping sparks of love of humankind.
And gladly gilds a graciousness of glass
  A mental mirror mindful of reflection,
Upon her sensual strands beloved stays,
  A soul she mesmerised with sheer affection....

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Rans nets, which bind and trap.
Ensnare and incapacitate all who swim in the oceans of life
I tangle thy golden skeins.
Your pearlescent webs that move in the voids between the 9 dimensions.
Your webs of final fate that float and dance between the worlds.
Ensnaring everybody in the 9 planes and all existences
may your golden Webs ensnare the wrongs 
done to me and right them....

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A heart made of glass
A piercing stare with the chill of ice
Discomfort permeates
Surrounded by walls

Words fall linked like chains
Binding and twisting
Ensnaring the innocent
Agonizing the haunted

Chisel man out of stone
Only to be broken to the bone
For it is a sin to feel
A curse to love

Born to be silent
His tears is the blood he sheds
And hatred
Is what gives him strength...

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A devilish master
Desiring to be possessed
Ye slip through my fingers 
Lingering as water
Tempting my soul
Ensnaring every facet of my life
Fear and anguish grips my heart
Knowing that I lust after thee
Never satisfying
Always looming over me
Like a stench of death
Ye haunt my soul
Yet possessing you
Only intensifies my desire of thee
And the dread of losing you


( This poem is about money )...

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Deadly ensnaring charm, 
Mysterious Moonflower,
Seductive white petals,
Reflecting her beauty,
Blooming in midnight skies,
Intoxicating fragrance,
Sweet smells elude!
Calling her lovers,
With irresistible temptation,
“Lay down my darling” 
Ride through your imagination,
Open heaven’s door,
Listen to her scented poem!
Singing nature’s music,
“Who can resist my affection?”
Dreams of narcotic love.

Wendy Jae...

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Encouraged by hefty gusts    from wind,
Maple swept    his wide reaching branches,
ensnaring half moon    in the wooded tangles    of his arms.

Then heeding wind’s    whispered advice
he teased and cajoled    hapless moon  
   into shaking    her silver dust    down and all about
   to glimmer wrap    himself
   to dust    his dreary coat    of bark
   with tinseled    silver shine.

All the while    thinking to himself,        
I really do prefer gold....

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Wanting Love Is Certain Madness,
Seductive, Selfish, Ensnaring Ones Heart.
Always Needs You, But Makes You Less,
Hungry, Wanting, Unwilling To Not Part.
 
One's Obsessive Love Makes You Crazy,
Enticing Mutiny of The Heart From The Mind.
Imagination Knows No Lazy,
Craving Gluttony For the Desires of Your Kind.
 
Wanting Love Is Certain Madness,
Now Crippling, Muting the Seductive Dreams.
Desires Hungry For Forwardness,
Never Realizing What the Heart So Deems....

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Spinning finespun threads
   Deftly weaving silken webs.
   Spider catches fly.
   As tremors ripple from a beating wing.
   He kills with venom in his sting.
   Then spins pure silk to bind his prey.
   These shrouds of death, stored in his nest. 
   A perfect maze, where victims do abide.
   He lurks in shadows, fears the light.
   Then spins his web again at eventide.
   Ensnaring moths in winged flight.
   Those nocturnal insects of the night.

   11/ 6/ 2015....

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Remembering those lips I have kissed,
cruel lips of blasphemy
sharp and cold biting deep
but forever ensnaring me
--for I hold them close and won't let go
and they chase it all away
make me forget what I want
always ready for play--
harsh cruel lips in a gaping line
the very devils smirk
stares back from ripped up wrists
for in those lips his bite lurks.
Remembering those lips I have kissed
shard cold biting silver lips
deep inside this skin
I beg you one last kiss....

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