Short Molest Poems
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Trump has been a really beauty;
Draft dodging has been his duty;
A real pest;
Women molest;
Cake that is a real tooty fruity.
Jim Horn
Discrimination on the top degree!
I dreamed always to be object of sexual molest,
But, my goofy boss all time ignoring me,
Albeit, I am one, who have a biggest breast!
One candidate will rave, lie, cheat and molest
The second seems ready to be a hospice guest
But we have a third choice
With a strong forthright voice
Half his mind is brilliant, but a worm ate the rest!
Oblivious to arcane mishaps
That molest the bones established by society
The echo of her tattoo sings of a great depression
Each time the memory surfaces,
A twisted grin is born
Perhaps this could be the preluding window to existential purgatory
Without words, I wanted
to write a poem. Would you
read it from the moist eyes ?
*
It was a strange thing.
Finding the darkness of whitemoon
in blue air.
*
The wolf was there
in the house, to
molest the moonlight.
Satish Verma
Not everyone enters the priesthood
To molest a child
Not everyone enters politics
To become corrupt
Not everyone becomes a prostitute
To earn money
Priests, politicians and prostitutes
May have nothing in common
But children, corruption and sex
Are no longer what they used to be
Young Teenager and Some Stranger
Moore to us is truly some stranger,
Who did like to molest a teenager;
Was so rude,
While nude;
Jesus shuttered born in a manger.
Roy has upset everyone. People
prefer political affiliation of poor,
sexual behavior while we worship
Lord and Savior.
Jim Horn
She'd already laid her pretty eggs
before I found her nest
in the small space above front door
where nothing can molest.
I was gone from home only a week.
My house was not abandoned,
when she moved right in without a thought
of any rent demanded.
My front door is now off limits for
all my visitors and me,
since we'd be unwilling targets for
mama swallow flying free.
Today, I brought my earbuds.
So, while I'm surfing
Facebook™
in the computer lab
I can listen to music
on youtube at the same time.
I clumsily molest the
backside of the dusty monolith,
as my left ring finger
discovers an abrasive crust.
Someone broke off
their headphone plug
in the jack.
How do you manage that?
Oh, tell me, lord almighty in the sky, so high.
How do you manage that?
buds open at night
like the stars on a clear sky~
bees come to molest
dandy butterflies
land on bunches of flowers~
kissing each in turn
claws of predators
dig deep into the soft flesh~
audacious abuse
dark assaults the light
white clouds scurry in great fear~
gross molestation
Dec.1.2022
A Brian Strand Choice Hiku, Footle,Tanka, Clerihew Poetry Contest
(This is a fictional poem)
I warned my cousin not to swim with that dolphin.
He swam with it anyway but he won't do it again.
I told him the dolphin would molest him just like that dolphin molested Hank Hill.
When my cousin got in the water, he didn't know that the dolphin was looking for
a thrill.
He got molested and whenever he thinks about it, he gets ill.
I knew it would happen because I watch King of the Hill.
Form:
Fondling of my mind. . .Caressing of my soul. . .
The suspense came. . .The regrets all gone. . .
Search for the peace. . .Ride the unknown. . .
Hold your soul. . .Lift your spirit. . .
Run through your guilt. . .Swallow your pain. . .
Make love to your anger. . .Molest you're dreams. . .
Rape your fears. . .Abuse your hate. . .
Strangle your tears. . .
The PASSION in this Queen will never be gone. . .
Form:
My insane thoughts
He took away something that I never had,
He will pay for all this depression
That ruined the best years of my life.
He held me hostage and forced this horrible pain,
This horrible horrible pain...
Mom said he did something called "molest",
It didn't ruin my life until I fully understood what happened,
He must pay.
He will be tied down and slowly cut open
With a rusty kitchen knife and he will watch all of it,
Like I had to do all those years ago.
He will pay.
It Stands in the shadows, ever waiting for another.
Its Mans greatest escort to the underworld.
What it takes, is not always Life, But a marriage, a job, or just hope
and never does it look back.
Sometimes it lingers, in patience and silence before it uses its power.
Those who abuse, Steal, or molest, your crimes are not always scene, but the dark one
will make this world clean.
He watches and waits for the moment you take your last Breath, the
Shadow known as Death.
If there is any man who someone would molest
He may be a person that is demon-possessed
And if off of path of righteousness just fell
People possibly could end up in hell.
By God it is so great to be blessed
After your sins you have are confessed
And surely all of us will be saved
When we are brought up well-behaved.
All around seems many started to admit
That at times have become a hypocrite
And also floundered and continued to fail
With God's Son shall always smoothly sail.