Sure, we all are in Gods kingdom,
Not in Satan's perverse Dukedom,
And should well clear steer of whoredom,
A big challenge to clinched stardom
Often igniting sex freedom;
Never Saint Stephen's Martyrdom...
Still for microbes a sold condom
Birth control measures not seldom
Infected spouse for The Syndrome
Better get out of a doldrum
To shops go for Latex condom.
Categories:
whoredom, death, education, health, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
To The Demons you wish to be kind
It mustn’t cross your kind mind to bind:
They will be watching you, not at all blind,
As they remain Wrist Watches you wind...
Try to Good Reasons and “Funny” find
To for a while ward them off your mind;
Vile demons surprising with Freedom
Not excluded the Ones of Whoredom
And that which would sweeten Martyrdom
Plus the ones that tragic makes Stardom...
Demons are never for your closets,
From the tightest cages quick exits;
You should to Waiters for Painful End
Lengthy moments of Doomed Thrills lend...
They might keep sending us to fridges
But aren’t Men to keep crossing bridges?
Categories:
whoredom, death, evil, religion, scary,
Form: Rhyme
Power stood at the shore of fury,
Wisdom in innocence beholding,
What war would wrought,
Bleeding sole and such sort.
The former,drunk in pride:
Folly took him on ride.
The latter swathed in humility:
Whatever perchance wroughts her duty.
Then when by fist power is eased,
And the motion set forth uncontrollably.
Then did he Ho! At wisdom,
Before he's swallowed in his whoredom:
Power fashion out not everything,
Wisdom is better in handling it.
18:02:05:13:41
Categories:
whoredom, allegory,
Form: Sonnet
"Many heed advices,
But neglect their heart devices."
They don't know that:
"A Man Thought is the duplicate of his sought."
1) He tells you to get a land,
And by now you're strand.
But because he told you to do,
You allowed your heart bound by his rule.
And at the expense of your freedom,
You allowed to be ushered into whoredom.
2) You've got two eggs in a basket,
And she told you: 'Put one in the casket'.
But you hear your inner man say 'It wouldn't be safe their'.
But for to please her you turned her deer.
And later you regret her counsel.
And sook the forsook counsel.
3)How long will you continue with this,
For how long will you have you fixed.?
To'n'fro like the wave of the sea,
You allowed yourself blown by the cruel wind.
Learn to be discipline,
Learn to do this thing.
"Learn to always stand on your feet,
Else your feet betray you fit!".
17:15:12:20:33
(This is my style of poetry! Ajosh! Style:
Starts with qoute,
numbered,
ends with a qoute!)...
Categories:
whoredom, allegory,
Form: Free verse
David gat himself up and wives,
And did in transportation thrive.
That the philistines had governed,
Isreal,Hebron,and all urban.
Then he entreated God for his land,
And the Lord was entreated of him.
Thousands of souls paid homage to his hand,
As his spear wrought a bloody movie.
Then Abner flee beyond ridges,
And his foe he did cast aside like bridges.
Till a witty casual aged in wisdom,
Put aside Abner's thriving whoredom.
For Asahel had fallen before Abner,
Through Bithron's plain,Abner did traverse.
c.2017
Categories:
whoredom, allusion,
Form: Sonnet
An ancient prophecy fulfilled
is now recurring
It’s happening again as told before,
as prophesied
Babylon is sinking once again,
sinking in the sand
This time it will never be revived again
O you merchandise maker of men,
how many souls have been sold
How many people have fallen
into the pit of perdition,
ensnared by your evil allure
Mystery is your name,
whoredom is your fame
To get covetous hearts to make a deal with the devil,
you open your skirts to let them come inside
But from God, your nakedness you can’t hide
The hour of your judgment has arrived
See the ground around you collapsing ...
sinking sand,
your wicked kingdom won’t be seen ever again
Woe, woe, woe
Babylon has fallen
Woe, woe, woe
Babylon has fallen
Woe, woe, woe
Babylon has fallen
And all the angels in heaven rejoice,
All of the saints, living and dead, do rejoice
when they hear the sound of the Savior’s voice
making a judgment call
Hope I’m alive to see Babylon fall
Alleluia will be the praise word heaven calls
It’s the sound of victory heard
when Babylon falls
Categories:
whoredom, bible, judgement, religious, truth,
Form: Dramatic Verse
A young man once reveled in whoredom
debauchery, drinking and wardom
then he got old
it has been told
he died then the cause of death boredom
Categories:
whoredom, nonsense,
Form: Limerick
you said you love me and i belived you
but you failed me
you said you go be a perfect dad one day
but you left and never looked back
you were standing there watching with a knife in you hand
you waited for a step so you be in a back
you looked me deep in the eye while back stabbing me
you covered the wound with your whoredom
you heard me cry, and wiped my tears
you whispered life but you a living dead
what kind of a friend are you?
you gave me a shoulder to cry on
you opened your arms wide
you gave me a warm hug
kiss on the forehead
how sweet you were
but evil burned inside you
couldn't hold it any longer
you had to roar like lion
fire out of your mouth
now i had to flee for my life
since i was no longer thee love of your life but your prey
my love became my predator
thee individual i adore caused me more pain
than i thought...
Categories:
whoredom, abuse, cry, evil, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Lilith came to me in a dream
she said Eden was beautiful
we fell through the abyss
the fury of our flight
kindled the air...
It thundered and lightninged
below us the ocean boiled
birds of prey gathered
she said we were to marry
the mark of Cain upon me...
She kissed with venom on her lips
with roses across her chest
I was in love
like an addict
loves his addiction...
"You may do with me as you like," she said
you have been in bed with whores before
you are free to do as you will
since you like doing it
more than you like what you do...
Summon the dark priest drenched in sin
for my harlot shackled in death
whoredom that plays like an orchestra
as she enticed me to shout
the shrill scream of ******...
The lightning and thunder ceased
she disappeared behind dark mountains
between sky and land
the dusk and dawn
wearing her crown of jagged stars...
She slit the throat of the horizon
as I fell back
into my Merlin sleep
I heard a siren's voice say,
"I am Lilith and you are mine-forever!"
~ ~ ~
Categories:
whoredom, dark, feelings, love,
Form: Free verse
Spheres of Grown Lad Dilemmas
Emmanuel Lavinsen Winaro.
The scope of limitless voyage
Drums of succubus groans
Morns of Alexandra dawns
Roans’ carcass_ dungeons full of mermaids
The whispers of neon as lamps
Blast castaways the sides’ mere bliss
Bloody dilemmas_illusion kisses
Ripe mangoes_potatoes and toys
The blur unclear line two meters syllable
Edible nines these signs_wasted eras
Twenty sixes dare maze_lost raccoon
Cancans’ whoredom lads grown
Flights twice_each glide metaphors
Little fix pieces myth dilemmas as spheres
-THE END-
Categories:
whoredom, analogy, imagination,
Form: Sonnet
Do you think that our Heavenly Father wants you to kill
To take another life; is that what some think ? Albeit clear
Why many may feel such this way: given all the darkness spreading
It's wings like a green bay leaf tree permeating lucid's world with her whoredom
Spreading distainful's thighs while promoting all these lies and, Satan's concubines ?
Doing jocular's deep throat upon humankind swallowing the jism of another's prism....
Grabbing your machetes strapping dynamite unto Creation's daughters refining, nuclear
Waste as if you weren't a disease in itself ? Finely tuning as developing Prophecy's serial killers.
Categories:
whoredom, art, baby, cancer,
Form: I do not know?
I was immersed in an impervious imagination
of these frail flowers feigning a feel of freedom
I watched their wings whirling in whoredom
Impious, they are implanted with impinged impetus
A dignified dust, decorated and dubbed a domineer
Yet they decided to be detritus on a detour, detrained.
Thronged by thick thorny thoughts, theme and thrust
On a throne of thistles, ever thrilled by thralldom,
Pots parading potpourri, they preen in power pomp,
positioned in a plain, poisoned, they prey on the potter,
O where did you wield those wings of woeful wisdom;
to trail the terrain that will only twist and tame you.
A dust you are, drunk and drenched with delusion
Deluged by derisory dream in the domain of darkness,
you drill and drink from the dust you did not designed
O dignified dust, your destiny is but dross and dust.
Devious: you devise deviltry with the devoiced dusts,
With a magmatic mind, mutinous against your marker
Your beauty, brain and brawns will soon get broken,
And you will be drowned in the dust you dignified…
Categories:
whoredom, faith, philosophy, religion,
Form: Alliteration