Short Virgins Poems
Short Virgins Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Virgins by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Virgins by length and keyword.
had
then didn't. Wisped
somehow... or gossiped...
or distracted to Utopia's version
of cockroached virgins stained
glassy through
windows tight enough
for
what?
What was a gigolo to do?
"I'll fill my gherkin with glue!"
Virgins said with a grin,
"We're sticking with him,
You'll have naughty sons like you!"
~Wisdom seeks virgins,
wise virgins therefore love Him
the Rose of Sharon,
the beloved Lily,
Beloved is mine, I am his,
I swoon of His love~
Choka 5,7,5,5,7,5
I love the smell and softness
of a flower as it lay
spread in splendid color
and sweet aroma stayed
like a virgins' kiss
with inviting touch
that gently opens
to give itself away.
bluish flowers kissing
the black stones rolling
green tendrils winding
she turns into a rock
of love
virgins are delivering
in the dark corners
they are measuring
the ocean with
the chalice of
blood
Form:
Telling Tales
Very telling
truth buried in lies
hate disguised as love
weeds strangling flowers
corrupt gardeners
singing the devils last song
virgins bloom all white
raped by old men
an old ways
Unusual
Upright Virgins Bower
Urn Plant - the silver vase
Umbrella Magnolia
Uva Ursi - bear berry
Ursinia daisies
Ulex gorse sweet perfume
Unusual Eden
5-1-21
Contest: U Pleiades
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
flores azuladas que se basan
las piedras negras que ruedan
zarcillos verde y sinuosas
ella se convierte
en una roco
del amor
virgins are delivering
en los rincones oscuros
que estan midiendo
el oceano
con el calice el la sangre
Form:
Sad eyed virgins screaming their silence
to glaring Christs calming the violence
devils awaiting their new arrivals
innocent angels motionless on pedestals
untouched mortals awaiting their birth
to a new day a new world with unforgiven earth
Vexing v---nal virgins voice vampiristic voluptuary vibes.
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Virgins were we both when first we met
Each fumbling encounter; awkward,
Nudity was a new experience.
United eventually in passionate embrace
Sex was discovered; much later, love.
Planet Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
Date wrote: 06-June-2021
your figure
your body
was the
trigger
suicide
bomber
blow me
away
she'll be
my bomb
shell if for
only the
right cause
even then
i'd pause
having
second
doubts
about
fifty
seven
virgins
but i'm
straight
what
if they
are all
gay men
Form:
without affirming, we yet feel
tingling of the spiritual heart
third eye glistens, spine’s vibrant
million bliss ignitions in head start
root that holds all energies erect
reminds us of our humble origins
each pore a door, seeks an encore
of songs sung by ethereal virgins
Enter the virgins we are,
My love does say to me,
He has a mask of intrigue,
As we bask in mild glow,
We're not frigid, I guess,
Love in the afternoon,
Languid, but molten,
Let go and let love,
He's gone again,
See you, perhaps,
Love you tomorrow at dawn,
Vestals somewhen......
Giggling from the corner of, her bedroom...
Gleam her eyes bare her breast tightly she grips
Sister Maria's rosary, tearing the buttons from her convents
White cotton dress virgins gazing at their beauty; twine reflections..
Sipping rose wine as she turns about to offer, her heart shaped glass.
Pegasus on wings will fly
Hercules in strength nearby
Seven sisters dancing stars
Saturn rings,red glow Mars
Mercury avoids scorpion tail
Venus and virgins follow trail
Fresh water poured Aquarius
Nearby to scour is Uranus
Fish swim out new solar race
Original jewels alignment face......
heark heark young sparrows my love for her soars higher than the clouds
play the harp young virgins and sing from heaven
she is my juliet my heart in the flesh
so precious is she
i go down on both knees
will you marry me
tender kisses in the sunlight
tender love in the moonlight
you are my one and only delight
Deep in the forest
of a wanton tomorrow
two virgins sullied forth
One but a temptress
from loves inquisition
the other devil sourced
Together they exit
where fear is incepted
to course on different paths
One a diversion
distracting our vision
— the other Queen of Wrath
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
If we have one letter to
claim as ours or that crucial of a thing
let we be prepared to go to war, yes war
the world already may have had it's own
which virgins are at the moment damn and joking
and telling stories?,
ah!, let it not be that false sometimes lally claims
of woohs! or Is!?.
Written displacement
Oriented
Figures focus
Loose stance
Bile manufactures
Masculine
Angelic
Body
Doubles
Stretch new skin
Over the
Wise
Spicy neglect
You neglected
Your mind's
Obese child
Write letters
To dead
Virgins
It'll take your heart
Off trivia
Slice most glances
(If you read) Do not compare
Lateness to sickness
Virgins don't do evil,
or so I've heard it said.
But wicked thoughts do virgins think,
they're sinister in head.
Hide behind their innocence,
and you can't prove me wrong.
Not given into consequence,
yet lost when feelings strong.
You lose that treasure its to late,
forever pay the cost.
Virgins don't do evil,
till virginty is lost.
The vampires are thirsty, the ghouls want to eat,
Season of famine and drought,
No more red-veined virgins, no graveyards of meat,
Food and drink, have all run out.
The priests have placed crosses on every girl’s breast,
The tombs are all guarded at night,
So vampires and ghouls must take second best:
They lunge at each other, and bite.
whisper of a brush in a shy hand
smooth, no wrinkles, ageless
canvas dying
to be filled with primary colors
virgins
have not seen much
blur, dots, haze
blue-eyed babes
just see a mess
a good teacher
sees a masterpiece
in the crew cut
in the golden halo
in freckled face
in smooshing tuft
in Queen Anne’s Lace
9/22/2021
VIOLETS IN SPRING
Violets in funereal sleep,
bonnie beneath Winter’s crust.
Breathless debutantes,
preparatory young virgins,
putting on pretty purple petals.
Virtuous violets gracefully glide
through the rich soil,
burgeoning intoxication,
the world’s first tantalizing taste
of their demure debutante smiles.
Kim Rodrigues © 2017
Gay held the moment we had longed for, at last...
A tad bit tipsy atop the moonlit grass; shyly saying
She wished or needed to go, pooh; smiling turning
My head away as she did; so much better she said
While then we toasted this night, our night; fleeing
Awkward nerves pretentious worry; both nineteen
Virgins trying to break through, love's desired gate.