Short Lusted Poems
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No time
busted
bad rhyme
rusted
too long
lonely
did wrong
only
one time
trusted
so long
lusted
A loku (extended)
Form:
cold and steely with no mind
smooth but rough at the same time
no control over the damage caused
needed for protection
but lusted after for the power to rule
Friends told me of some dude they trusted
But left out the part he was lusted
This mechanic, you see
Wanted to work on ME!
And I went home with tailpipe busted
Some doc sold a dancer named Bubbles
A new set of fourty-four doubles
Men whistled and lusted
She slipped and they busted
But got Workman's Comp for her troubles
(Based on a true story)
Never wanted a touch
Never lusted so much
Never shook to the core
Never felt this before
How I burn with your fire
How I sweat with desire
How I ache in your pain
How I crave you in vain...
Happiness, over-rated
in the lizard of a soul
You call your own.
And the trainee smiled
while I lusted after his
bottle of rosé.
And undone, these white teeth
Clenching for London Smiles.
Can You Imagine Trump Trusting
Can you imagine Trump to have trusted;
With things he did do we are disgusted,
And always adjacent,
Can be complacent;
Loved many women and them he lusted.
Jim Horn
Disgusted With and Not Trusted
With Trump, I have been disgusted;
He never by anyone can be trusted;
What he did no one else would dare,
And for any of us never does care;
Ended up busted while women he lusted.
Jim Horn
~Evil Lucia~
Salad, spaghetti, Spumoni.
M-m-m good....
Lecherous Lucia lusted for the waiter,
Hardly the pizzazy food!
Swirling the Chianti in her glass,
Staring at that Sicilian, hunky, manly mass.
Panagiota Romios
3/28/2019
As lightning fills the room
a fright’ning flash of doom,
and thunder shakes the night
I wonder if it’s right
this feeling deep within
concealing latent sin,
these lusted dreams that be
a latent part of me.
July 8, 2020
Limerick : Once a shocking Norseman crowned Viking
Once a shocking Norseman crowned Viking
Took his flaxen men on an ice outing
They lusted for fat Finns
Knocked walrus and dolphins
Why Arctic now with Vi-wal-phins seething.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
passions liquids flow
my hearts beats rhythmically so
bleeds lost cold lust more
caught between my shame
my soul spirit indifference
heart freeze no longer
1/28/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
She finds her sister on his plate
She tiptoed onto the floor to his door
her heart rotten to the core as a hoar
Devils lead, she entered onto his bed
stripping her ted, nestling next to his head
Sister's mate lusted for her goods in crate
cheating fate for some extras for his plate
connie pachecho
1/5/17
non contest entry
I lusted after Deborah from my first day at school.
As did every other boy, her looks made them all drool.
On Valentines I sent a card despite my inhibition.
She responded with a churlish smile that set me on a mission,
I asked her for a date and she replied “well, that depends…
…in fact, on second thoughts, I’d rather we were Just Friends”
Potential Of Love Long Gone
He lusted,
I trusted
What I promised.
Forever gone,
I never ever
Wanted him to leave.
He’s disappeared,
I know there’s no one near
To who he was.
Never will belong to me,
I longed
For the time we’d meet.
He has rested himself,
I always knew
How life, darkness bested him.
Forever gone,
I ever-longed
For me and him.
I hated your faults
more than I lusted your charms
As life became hell
and a new call to arms
I hated the darkness
your beauty can’t hide
With blame the new weapon
that kills from inside
Each movie we made
a celluloid fire
A booze filled disaster
of poisoned desire
I married you once
I married you twice
Divorced in the ruins
— your drama enticed
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
We had a car, not many did,
financed and fuelled by bread and jam,
food deprivation that I hid
from jealous kids who’d mock the sham;
pride misjudging as a winner
Ford denoting "Forfeit dinner"
So while, no doubt, they envied me
I lusted their hot Sunday lunch
as they inhaled mum’s recipe
for dishes needing bite and crunch,
whilst dominating our car trips
my salivating yearn for chips.
Shattered, busted
Broken pieces
Sinner, lusted
Crisco creases
White noise
High pitched screams
Girly boys
Wet dreams
Blood red stains
Off white gown
Pistol rings
Chalk on ground
Lethal needles
Veins blown
Better feels
Than being stoned
Strip club love
STDs
Ketamine rub
Nose bleeds
Masked face
Girl at gunpoint
Steps retraced
Blow this joint
Hep C
Painted skin
Deadly
Seven sins
Bronco Don
My name’s Bronco Don ,
an I’m not passing on,
cos I’m busted.
I can’t ride me horse,
Me spurs look much worse,
Cos they’re rusted.
The Shielas can run,
but I can’t catch a one ,
Cos I’ve lusted.
Me stockwhip will sing,
Around any flaming thing,
I’ve mustered.
An I’m springing about,
An checking you out,
Till I’m rusted.
So bury me deep,
Away from the sheep,
Cos I’m not cutting the mustard.
Don Johnson
Crimson lips, lovers awaken with a kiss
Creamy white skinned Goddesses resting
In a time where Socrates lusted after Sappho's
Poetry and art.
The Grecian people worshiped her with
her beauty and exquisite prose. On the wings
of her art she played enchanting music arranged
for immortality.
Golden chariots in fields of apples bold,
yet, solitary like one fallen from the tree,
Sappho wrote her memoirs and music
while exiled, her death unspoken.
My ears flirt with the echo
Of a passing voice
Days ago, I lusted for more of it
Squinting at every passing voice.
Yesterday unend I stood at my window,
Expectant, Compulsive!
Today,
Like a helmit nostalgic for home
I waited for the passing lark.
Wow! Here you stand
My nightingale!
With your euphonic tune
Like music from heaven
Sing my name, call me Romeo
Paris or Samson,
For, in that tune
Shall I pronounce my vow:
The oath of my life!
Single love by only one will be superficial.
Hearing of infidelity breaks ones heart.
Anyone can love sex and feel it is crucial.
Real love is caring and giving from the start.
Each of us has lusted over another mate.
Dealing with lust over love can be just a state.
Listen to your deep inner heart for true notions.
Open your heart to touching and all senses.
Victory will be yours for all love’s motions.
Experience all when your new love commences.
I met her on a mountain;
On a day that seemed serene;
She spun a thread of silky yarn;
Then wrapped me in a dream.
We lusted like two sailors;
Drinking our last slug;
Then tossed our message out to sea;
corked in side the jug.
We sang each other chanting’s
About never going away
But I was always looking back;
It was me that wouldn’t stay.
I’ve tried not to remember
Tried to lock it in a room;
But always in September;
Her face is in the moon.
Lavishly, she served me her love.
She was breathtaking,
Metaphorcally ever tasty. and...
In every nook and cavity
Was filled with spirituality.
I beset, I embraced.
Yet I anguished,
I lusted for no end
Special angel.
She was my bitter taste.
You see I set society,
She embraced my spirit
And saved my soul.
Now I am whole
A ANGEL WHOLE IS LOVED
-- Spiritually Whole
5/23/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Our rosy love grew fast to bloom,
Burnt in the heatwave of desire -
Young and impervious to doom -
Out-lusted, nothing to admire.
We spurned our tender love, my rose;
Its lustre faded, petals dried,
Fast beating hearts, now hollow, froze -
Nothing but thorns lodged deep inside.
Short-sighted sweet impromptu love!
Strong lasting roots grow underground -
Well nurtured is the rose we have -
And now it blossoms lifetime-round!
March 20, 2023