Poem of the Week

Gods Mistake

Dainty delicate touch of fear
sent a shiver and a scream down the lost chamber.

Falling down into the hell abyss
where shadows hide the nightmares
and lost souls feed on minds.
Where taps drip with blood
and the stench of blood fills the air.

The final resting place for life's journey
led me there.

Choices made and earthly pleasures,
short term gains don't last forever.

Mixed emotion do I care.
Life was good so sod this lair.

Let the demons tear my flesh
Let the spirits dance away
for they won't kill my lack off guilt.
I will stay strong,
I will not wilt.

I'll look old Satan in the eye
and grind my teeth,
I will not cry.

Alas the flames will rise and roar
to burn my heart and toast my skin
but I tell you now I'm cold within.

For all my bad was not to win
nor with intent to harm and sin.

I still believe my time will come
when I hear the sound of distant drums.

As faith will rule and I will see
the gates of heaven open up for me.



     

Poem of the Week

Loves End

With you I have found my peace
no more shall I be restless.

Searching days and searching nights
I feel so glad you ended my plight

Angelic heart and wings of a dove 
God has sent you so I can taste
the food of love.

I prayed to find my soul mate
for I believe in fate.

You are beyond my wildest dreams
You send shivers down my spine
making my heart elate.

Be with me my beauty
never fly away
For I will be you muse
until my dying day.

Dedicated to my future wife 

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Love of an older Woman

Remember my sweet when you fell at my feet
to declare your love for me.

You offered a decree an innocent plea
to lie in my arms and be free.

You made your move in the stable
as you caressed my raven hair

For on the straw I was laden
being stroked and kissed with care

I still feel the heat of your breast
and the taste of your honey sweet lips

I loved the joy you gave me
as you licked and stroked and flicked

I got lost in the moment of pleasure
and the need to be taken in lust

I ignored the years between us
and entwined in a bond of trust

I climaxed at the touch of your delicate tongue
it awoke my womanly need

To be taken this way your bird of prey
was beyond my wildest dreams

So lie with me forever
and be my maiden fair

And when I awake in the morning
I always want you there.

Poem of The Week

Old Rebel

Your never to old to be a rebel
let loose with manic mood.
Send shivers down the spine
of the path you want to choose.

Dance on the tables
Decorate the walls
Throw bricks at passers by,
but don't let the young bucks
make your spirit grown and die.

If you want to be a rebel
it's in your heart and in your soul,
and the things you say and do
will truly make you whole.

Never let age separate you from your will,
for life is to short
so take the anarchy pill.

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Love Poison

When will you admit you like the drink.
When will your crave be quenched.

Love of the bottle brings you down
and breaks the hearts of all around.

When will you look into the glass and see
what it has done.
For without a will to find the light
the battle won't be won.

Put down the glass and see those saddened stares
of the little children in your life.
The one's that really care.

You have to look inwardly and open up your heart
for you don't want this torment to split our love apart.

I will guide you down this rocky road
I'll lead you by the hand.
For I am here to help you know,
I really understand.

Poem of The Week

Ladies of the Corn

Ravished ripped and torn
laid the maiden in the corn.

Flesh beneath her nails told
the story of the morn.

She loved the taste of lust
and embraced the locks of hair,
that traced across her breasts
and took away her cares.

The sweetness of her lips
and the taste of her thighs
made her tide of passion flow,
as she arched towards her ride.

Climatic was the outcome as she came into my lair,
this loving devil woman with the golden flowing hair.

Dedicated to the world of lesbians

Poem of The Week

Wait For Me

Wait for me my darling
for i will not stray

Wait for me my angel
we will be one I pray

I count each passing moment
and I can truly say
your vision is a beacon
the one that lights my way.

When time does stitch our hearts
and love does shine in rays
we will be together and
we will rejoice in play.

So think on my beauty when you are feeling low
This is a destined journey on which we both will go.

For the end will be Nirvana and our love will always stay
for we shall reap our harvest the one we sowed last May.

Dedicated to the one who waits for me, Cheryl.