Wantonness Poems | Examples

Fission

Here I'm on retirement without you
With the blue canvas of memory

Out of the scene
Crystal raindrops shouting
in the sharp dawn

No Kohinoor of the London Tower is precious
No Gold of Nevada is attractive
But the wedding ring from the footpath hawker
I offered- Here now
I'm a shattered wantonness without you

Dividing absorbent you are in my heart
Nothing else except a fertile harvester
A pen or some dumb words
The seeds on the roots are drawing
a stagnant river or a fission algae

©Mahtab Bangalee/2025_April

Dionysus Opens the Feast

In rare gustation dine we here tonight!
For you, my feast; for me, your pleasant sight!
And for them both, I raise my glass to cheer:
Let all that’s sober end before the year!
Let music, wine and wantonness prevail!
Let revelry erase the dry and stale!
And light your mortal youth that burns so strong,
For I, the God of Wine, who’s lived too long.
And when my followers stand - or rather, sprawl -
Across the landscape, shall the dreary fall!
And when my wine the final frown shall lift,
Then sprawled amidst the rest, I’ll share the gift!

Let wine make us wise, and feasting for all!
Till morning shall rise, or each of us fall!

Evil sobriety! It shall not last the night!
For I have found munitions, ample for the fight!

The vine divine, from whence the grapes of wine!
I tend its thirsts, and it doth water mine!

The beasties of the Earth and air,
I do invite to be my fare!

Wild Is The Night

Only on full moon does my essence 
find release,
When the blaze of moments infects
 my hunger for raw wantonness...          
Gulls skitter on coastlines
 and reel overhead
Their  croons heralding night's ebullience,
Until my limbs twirl unceasingly
For an endless tempo
 of wild  bohemian dance.
Living in the Now,
  my body- soul races free

Like chants of untamed prayer
welcoming eve's thrill almost sublime.

Sea Of Love's Mystery

Your eyes a dark archipelago
Mysterious then exotic drifting across   
  my shore;
I perceive their warmth inviting
While those lips blow a tangy flavour-
Irresistible, poised to reach for a kiss
Brewed by the kiln of summer’s 
   ember…

Carefully, my logic examines the 
     prospects
Between reason and wantonness,
As the fluid air spins amorously
And the evening grows too blind, 
    naked--
The waves within my navel dilate,
    fluid as current's unknown motion...
I forget what  happens next except, I 
    was
Drunk with the body- rhythm of something 
  untenably spontaneous;
Coasting on a body outside a bend
  ebbing flowing  through a belly and  
   tendon

Of a conniving sea.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR LETTING US TURN UNTO HIM

September 3 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Ezekiel 18-20

Key Verse – Ezekiel 18:32 For I have no pleasure in the death of him that dieth, saith the Lord GOD: wherefore turn yourselves, and live ye.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR LETTING US TURN UNTO HIM	

Praise be to God for letting us return unto Him to:
Walk with Him by His wisdom
Work for Him through His Word
Worship Him along His watchfulness
Wait for Him willingly against worldly wants  
Win against wavering, wantonness, and weariness 

Ezekiel 19:1, 14 Praise be to the Lord for sending us 
revival midst lamentation with His:
Love that lessens and lightens our load
Leadership for us as on Him we lean
Lifting-up while living by His liberty
Learnings with His life-lessons
Light in our lively laughter  

Ezekiel 20:12 Praise be to the Saviour for sanctifying us:
Accomplishing His acts against our abominations
Asserting His authority above our arrogance
Affirming His attributes to our adoration
Approving our accountable attitude
Accepting our assured authenticity. Amen!

September 3, 2024

Emptiness

You gripped my hips, not my heart
you stoked the fire on my lips, sent me sprawling through an abyss
and left my body tangled in sweat drenched sheets 
alone.
you wove a wrathful web of wantonness, slid your sin down my throat
and left me with a searing thirst, 
emptiness.
you filled me, lathered me with bliss, coated me in a sheer veil
of yearning for boundless carnality,
Salacious.
And now I’ll never find soothe again.

The Unsupervised Stop Sign

Written: October 25, 2023, For Craig Cornish Contest
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The world is wailing with wantonness
every time feelings and fists collide
crooning in the midst of the earthquake
akin to lamenting the demise of love

Watch as the world catches fire 
screams will resound across the ether
an eternal chorus of shrieking, life is dead

All I view are fiery banners stop signs, and rage
In the quest for a break, shoes are static.

We bore witness to the disasters
the dreadful symptoms of spiritual demise
as in the empire of the Egyptian pharaohs

We elevate our sights instead of trusting 
sensing a basis for praise toward God
some steel their souls to truth, omitting the warning signs.


Stop signs create a dilemma
Someone's whistle is blaring
shaped to ponder on the best action film
the scene where the hero tragically dies.

Traitorous Fortune

Unlocking the vault
invested with pain

Its riches long stolen
all value is stained

Each bill tells a story
of wantonness greed 

With truth sold for dollars
whose printing now bleeds

Locked up in a winter
of coldness and fear

A traitorous fortune
of all you hold dear

Its smell tells a story
the mold growing thick

Corruption inherent
the air makes you sick

Bereft you can’t spend
what you coveted so

Before the interment
when sinking so low

The cash becomes toxic  
it falls from your hands

Its value infected
—insolvent and damned

(Dreamsleep: June, 2023)

My Masked Avenger

Chocolate
And warm too
Is how you 
reach inside me
With your mystery

Swimming in
passion for your
role as my 
nighttime hero. 

Gazing into
my wantonness
I cannot breathe

Dark, tall
rough and soft

My fantasy.

Loves Alleyway

When wantonness elopes the green
a blaze of colour occurs
stretched far into the day
The reciprecent celebrates
the elopers attention
The golden hum of bees pervades
along the meadowed stretch
as young lovers discuss
their two tired options
like pebbles along the sycamore bridle

Wolf

Wind rustles her cover
whining of pups distract
wafting scent entices
weariness piques her need
weakness seduces her
wiliness picks her prey
wantonness her attack


©3/15/2022

In Search Of Prey Poetry Contest
Sponsor = Joseph May

Lustful Eyes

Lustful eyes, feral their intent
Base instincts holding sway
Until we grant God’s love consent
Wantonness is our way

We may choose path of life
What avail, needless strife
Be a child, with bliss rife

Soul decries
Lustful eyes

03-March-2022
Quietus

Of Infinity

*Image of Cave, Stars, Sky, Tunnel by Pixabay.

Of Infinity

Source and aim is ... vast consequence,
Wherefore controls ... take prominence,
Greek's Alpha meant ... primal ascends,
Omega states ... constants transcends,
Cause steadfast edge ... oppositeness,

Expansiveness ... span conscienceless,
Space an abstract ... not concreteness,
Wander spirits ... lodged comprehends,
Source and aim is,

Between the two ... points wantonness,
License demands ... subconsciousness,
Omnipresent ... joined broad bookends,
Christ's the answer ... prize providence,
Infinity ... stretched mixed strengthens,
Source and aim is,

2021 November 07
*1st Place*
This or That, Vol 8
~~Edward Ibeh: Judged 2021 December 05

*HMS & RZ

Abandon

I shall but ignore* the parching sun
And race with tousles of duskfall's groove,
this free-fall surrender* to unknown escapades...
    Then   weightless like a carefree rhythm
Of  a tide ebbing its murmured sigh--
This final brilliance quiets  my  indulgence,
A riot of pirouttes swinging 
without logic or explanation. I am unperturbed,

Ending a night’s frolic through a beamed trance.


~
For Dear Heart's Contest
Thesaurus - Abandon or Abandoned
*wantonness, ignore, surrender--abandon*  6/17/2020

Daughter of Flame

The fabric of temperate night unravels,
Embellishing August her red gown
Through heaven’s lease… this daughter of flame
Spreads buds, their complexion pure as dew.

And mornings welcome sunlight , gold as her locks,
While this maiden romps along untrimmed fields
That She , in possession of eternal wantonness grant 
An explosion of wildflowers crowing her limbs:

By the meadow’s shade, heated breeze changes into fog
To augur Fall’s  tender arrival—

Making a warm queenly exit, she leaves with a dulcet kiss.

………………..
8/16/2019
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