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Sydney Banks Poem
Which mortal soul cannot comprehend
The Deliciousness of bodily paradise
Moisture filled, blood of melodious incarnation
Passional insinuations, not state of grace
Mouth savour distaste an ashamed assumption
Transfuse her fire, absorbed in ravines
Faithful souls, captivity relinquished
Split fruit pours forth; judgemental devotion
Torments unheard, Possession, Desire
Beauty and love; Transparent Impotence
Smouldering a true Illuminated repentance
Points of sin against the embroidered sky
Representing restrained conscientiousness
Chasing the night; Barren pleasures
Cleansing the day; Purest soul soars
Cloud of thoughts; Whites of innocence
Suffers sin for pleasure; Attend to thee
Up; Ravished vaulted space; Faith; Eternity
Awaiting, their next disgrace!
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The cascading tremors of involuntary fear
The whispering threats unseen, unheard
The leering God, you pray will heed
There's nobody out there.
The fingers smooth, a lifeless caress
A tongue prostitutes a cavernous void
A kiss, like death, stench of defilement
There's nobody out there.
A soul exploited in numbing offence
A mind violates as pollution surrounds
A hand smothers, malevolence abates
The world is darkness
The ground, a chamber foreseen
Asphyxiation
Your torment, an abortion.
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Sydney Banks Poem
Dusk,
Say goodbye to the place you love
Shadows intrepid,
A shallow
Grave of desire
A wooded embouchure, a tightening grip
A melody,
Resounded, it's reverberation rejected
Of sounds,
Echoing,
Through your negotiations
A breeze, through the laughing bluebells of spring
Extracting the numbness of vanity fiends
Yellow indoctrination of the
Daffodils sway
Suggestive and playful.
You penetrate realisation,
Knowing you can never return
By chance,
You may find yourself again!
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A disenchanted mind, scattered, like autumn leaves swirling
A vagueness of memory; the doors locked to a mystery
Dreams forever lost in a permanent dusk
A knowledge extinguished, as the fires we worshipped dismember
An amputation of the grief, like a mutilated immortality
Consummating those captive images of your face
A solitude we inhale so slowly; breathing in the quiet night air
The wind swirling to clench your indiscretions
Dislocating an embrace of your affinity
A comfort in a bed of thorns, ready to rip the skin a flesh
An abated prolonging for the palpitations in your touch
Mutilated ripples opening to an unknown eternity
Free from sin...
Requiem?
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She wilts like the fading sun
Cascading her blackened hair
Smoothing of tethered tendrils
Patiently awaiting peace of night
A contest of fallow emotions
He parched an insipid response
Caressing her futile inclination
His extended shrapnel to heart
They cloistered sterile armament
Threatening; minds sliced apart
Confetti; depleted like snowflakes
Disembodied illusive sentiments
She rises a sterile victory
Insulated munitions to proclaim
Uninhibited; recluse of soul
His destruction...
.... sequestered injustice!
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