by Winged Warrior |
Categories:
lust, romantic love, sexy,
enticing echoes
illicit innuendos
delicious doting
5x7x5
Oct.06.2019
Sexyku Poetry
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
N/A for contest
by Tony Bush |
Categories:
lost love, love, passion,
These events,
Gentle cataclysms,
Sweet, soft earthquakes,
Spasm on wet sand
And smoky panes
With tremors;
Seismic finger paintings
In dust and condensation,
Illicit pictures,
Despairing wordplay.
When you are gone
I will mourn
As if death
Has claimed you,
Packed you in a box
In the ground;
The earth around
My heart
Weighs dense and heavy,
Compacting forbidden love
In worms and clay.
I will hide everything,
Concealing truth
Under layers of
The mundane,
Smiling, nodding to dialogues
Unheard and unprocessed;
Through soil strata
Will beat and bleed silence
Of a forbidden love
Living forever,
Denied breath.
by Anna-Marie Docherty |
Categories:
anger, appreciation, conflict, devotion, hurt, love hurts, marriage,
F - For better for worse
R - Remembered, revisited, recalled
A - Aggressive temperaments agitate
G - Gives way and love is lost
I - Illicit affair throws fuel on fire
L - Leaving me beaten - hanging there
E - Endearments all out - nobody to hear
H - Heated arguments
E - Empowered talks
A - Addressing all issues
R - Redeeming our marriage
T - Two aching hearts together treading lightly
S - Sharing special somethings previously so sparse
by Faye Gibson |
Categories:
funny, marriage, vacation,
Just a honeymoon beach vacation,
a fine nuptial love celebration;
we arrived a night early,
we would find hotel surely:
“No rooms” was the sad proclamation.
“An hour away you might find one.”
They were right for we only found…NONE!!
We got off beaten path.
too tired then to laugh,
looked for a place “mom and pop” run.
Well, it must have been close to midnight,
exhausted the lady and her knight;
we found Motel Warwick,
a guest house illicit,
and christened our honeymoon site.
Copyright, July 13, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
by Meline Ngo |
Categories:
anti bullying, betrayal, break up, bullying, community, corruption, depression, evil, heartbreak, hurt, husband, love hurts, lust, mental illness, relationship,
FORBIDDEN LOVE
Forbidden love
Respects no one
An insidious love
Deserves no one
It is immoral
All becomes mortal
Life turns brutal
Casualties are fatal
Forbidden love is desperation
Destroys ones soul
A dejection
Like a no milk cereal in a bowl
Two people finding their ways
Making it conceivable
Beyond unimaginable ways
It just cannot be enable
Forbidden love
An illicit affair
One deserves unconditional love
Not love that is unfair
@Copyright Meline Ngo. August 24, 2015
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
lust, passion, summer,
A sultry summer heat hangs in the air;
July’s hot sun now takes her final bow.
Across the bar the sparks fly ‘tween the pair
as searching eyes are seeking to avow
the longing heat that burns so deep within
and causes summer passions to combust
with deep demands for taste of carnal sin
while seeking to dispel desires for lust.
Together leaving lost so deep in thought
while knowing well this tryst should never be
yet longing to fulfill what lust has wrought
and douse the burning flames of sin’s decree.
Illicit love leaves promises deplete
a substrate of the sultry summer heat.
June 2, 2020
by Mary E.W. Stephenson |
Categories:
destiny,
Things then and now move through a destined tunnel, and changes are reflections of history gone by, and the mind intended or not drift with the tide of things.
For love is illusive and illicit, a most common yet complicated theme of the heart and as basic as hate, yet still not as pure.
Copyright Labyrinth of Life
by Maggie Mae Mcafee |
Categories:
love, passion, romancesweet, sweet,
The heated, illicit look
Of ectasy across your eyes.
Echoing throughout the heavens
On overindulgent eyes.
I never want to close my eyes..
Day into night she's with me
How sweet is her warm embrace.
Safe in the scent of her fragrance
So safe in her arms of grace.
I never want to close my eyes..
When my eyes close and I'm there with you,
Your softness touches me,
Kisses so tender I feel excited yet lost,
The sweet smells of your skin and hair, your voice in my ear.
I never want to open my eyes..
Mornings I find, her soft body next to mine
So warm.. so safe, but aware
I try to escape, she lures me back
Oh run though I try, she's there..there..there.
I never want to open my eyes..
by Nayda Ivette Negron Flores |
Categories:
boat,
Emerging from deepest blue rapid streams
A heart shaped locket with color photos
Tells a story without saying a word
From the sunk of the boat when two lovers
Travelled far off from their cheated partners
In tenebrous midnight hour, when a storm
Trapped the traitors in a sudden whirlwind
Burying forever illicit love
Leaving behind the affair evidence
Portraited in keepsaked past mementos
5-31-2016
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
desire, love,
It's always best to keep some feelings
Hidden from even your mate
Not to share every innermost thoughts
When relationships are at stake
Each of us can be emotionally affected
By charm, personality and image
Doesn't mean we don't love our mates
Feelings at times hold us hostage
Human nature is what they've call it
Might as well cash in your chips
If you can't look at beauty passing by
It's there to brighten life's trip
So please don't call it illicit or immoral
When males are driven by desire
The female form is a vision of beauty
That ignites every man's fire
© Jack Ellison 2013
by Theresa Stephens |
Categories:
betrayal,
Heartbroken I try not to cry
From cruel deception you have shown
Do not attempt to justify
My love for you at last has flown
As reports from true friends to me were sent
In female company you did perform
Illicit evidence now proves involvement
Removing wedding ring you did me harm
In flaunting single status so blatantly
Bodes marriage breakdown so evidently
No point to attempt any recompense
As your deceitful ways on me did hone
Realising it does make wise sense
For peace of mind, to be on my own.
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
love, lust,
May I touch that what is forbidden;
That that is not mind, but to another?
Like the falling leaves of autumn
Blown away before sleeping.
Taste of the illicit love
Temptation surround
Like the fallen rain
Thrust upon my mouth
As the voice echo.
Look at what is not mind,
Expectation that weren't met.
Like a stone thrown across the pond
A reign to my feelings.
Dragged through the flow
Of the running water of the river,
Then deep into the soil
To quench the thirst
Of warm milk of the breast.
Sin through the taste of ecstasies.
6/27/2020
by Ezra Vancil |
Categories:
life, love, passion, uplifting,
I caught reflections
on a train
staring back from window panes
I was there
looking too
on a train
Me and you
A man in front
We had to laugh
We made a short, Illicit Rap
On a train
They fell in love
He the Mexican
her the dove
Their only touch
a shoulder space
so light the bond of skinless taste
His wife is ill
he feels alone
on this train
he finds a home
No names or speak
no kissing deep
No Holidays or candy sweet
Just on a train
Just enough
Traveling quiet -
tracks of love
No proof of shame
No lovers game
no come or go or lonely pain
I saw reflections
me and you
we had to laugh
our train for two
by Chiquitachiamaka Baity |
Categories:
love, on writing and words,
We speak an age-old dialect, of couplets our creators composed
Powerful words, so beautifully written that they penetrate our souls
We speak prehistoric lyrics, once woven in the fabric of our ancestor’s tribes
Merged and misplaced in distance customs, misdirected in the thralls of time
We speak mystifying stanzas, simulating the first verses ever written
In a time where limericks, like ideology were illicit and forbidden
We speak in a dialect so foreign to others, that only we can decipher its codes
Like some forgotten ancient tongue that very few know
WE SPEAK POETRY
Chiquita Baity
by Courtney Dyer |
Categories:
angst, depression, life, loss, love
I crave love like an illicit narcotic, it always destroys me
by Mahtab Bangalee |
Categories:
how i feel,
Helen and Paris
cause of ruined Troy
in illicit amour
-November 07, 2018 Chattogram
by Leonard Taormina |
Categories:
social
An illicit miss and long haired Chris;
Stood at a gate;
Where love couldn’t wait;
Watching J. J. Brown as he hung around
While Linda sang with;
Bravado;
To a tall
Desperado;
They later all got down.
The building mange; caused downtown change;
So there in a lot;
They served a soup that was hot;
But when the man pulled through;
Things got
Grim;
Because they brought with;
Them;
A warrant just for you.
I’ve seen that face; where is this place;
Is there something we missed?
Is this boat now in lisp?
And we’re lost but not yet found?
And I don’t want to;
Follow;
Because that’s not my
Motto
And who knows where this is bound.
by Victor Buhagiar |
Categories:
nostalgia,
Deep restless thoughts that eddied in midnight disclosure,
My old mind shivered in traumatic tribulations.
No treats for dissolute persons to seal composure.
My mind filled with moths and other abominations.
I dreaded the spooky strength of my demon nightmare,
Defying all useless urges of vigilant trance,
Perpetual murmur of unceasing burbled fare,
Moonlit wintry rays indulge in a macabre dance.
Relinquish all dreams that cloud my old illicit thoughts,
Grab sturdy roots, get out of that pit, aim at my goal,
Can't let my senses get dulled but avoid useless rots,
Saunter steadily in love which is life for my soul
by Ilene Bauer |
Categories:
animal,
Two rhinos butted horns today
While I was there observing,
Their habitat so small for that,
For me it was unnerving.
Their bodies still as statues
They were rooted to the ground,
Though their heads they tapped together
Softly, making not a sound.
How far from home these creatures were,
With nothing else to do
But stand face to face behind the walls
Within an urban zoo.
As much as I love visiting,
I feel a bit complicit
Watching those whose capture from the wild
Seems somehow quite illicit.
by Jodie Williams |
Categories:
devotionlove,
Come fluttering words, come drifting words to me,
present my wicked thoughts to the summer breeze.
Carry them to the deaf ears and blind eyes,
or any other orifice from which my love is denied.
Heaven sent, heavenly scented memories.
Black, cold eyes detects what no-one sees.
Grieving heathen, scarlet lipped harlot.
Guerilla love that should have been harmless.
Illicit encounters abruptly diminished.
Evaporate the thrill, the dreams, the wish.
Stopping to find souveniers of dangerous times,
of secrets, of lies, of adulterous crimes.
25th July 2011
by Kelly Hitchcock |
Categories:
anxiety, child abuse, courage, deep, forgiveness, inspiration, uplifting,
Thoughts emerge
Emotions illicit fear and pain
Critical egoic attachments
Creates distortions and self-disdain
In seeing who you’re not
A metamorphosis occurs
The truth has always been there
A little voice was never heard
Awareness of the “now”
Enlightenment to past thoughts
We see the point of reference
The manifestation of flawed ought’s
So love the little one
Who suffered years of pain
There was nothing the child could do
Liberation from self-shame
Now a whole new world emerges
Our dark childhood lights the path
No need for affirmation
Self-esteem regained at last
by Randy Berthelette |
Categories:
caregiving, death, life, passion,
Vitality and youth,
so wasted on the young.
Briefly we've tasted,
then it's gone,
but remains on our tongue.
The poetry of love,
illicit with sex and its' prose,
wanes with time,
but it's scent
remains in our nose.
Truth is what's seen,
heard are but lies,
visions become blurry
through old, tired eyes.
What's left in the end
is what was there at the start;
compassion for man,
and kindness of heart.
by Linda Smith |
Categories:
inspirational,
How many words can one illicit?
Ten? A hundred? A thousand?
So many emotions captured.
Love, laughter, silliness, sadness.
A snapshot in time, seized forever.
Beautiful landscapes and squallid poverty
both captured equally.
A forgotten memory immediately back into view
or that insane hairdo from your teens.
A picture does not lie
to us or them.
It can convey a single second of life
or an immense journey
that takes a lifetime to complete.
by James Edward Lee Sr. |
Categories:
appreciation, engagement, for her, i love you, introspection,
I surely Love you are
My mind is combine so bliss
So just visions viewed in your chest
O’ how we caress hearts touching
Beating, lungs inhaling and exhaling
Love
~
Heartbeats explicit
Surely smoothing Illicit
Holy purest kisses
O’ how we caress hearts touching
Love
I surely Love you are
12/18/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
by Delice Arleen Skelly |
Categories:
romantic love, sad,
Fair maiden was guarded by chaperone
Yet her vision was filled by a gallant
He too wondered how they could be alone
Then he remembered the jousting pageant.
Their encounter would be quite illicit
If his liege lord knew feelings were engaged
Her favours he would take quite explicit
Their feelings acknowledged and wholly assuaged.
Wonderful day sky ethereal blue
Strong-brave knight carried her silken favour
Both knew their precious love was pure and true
Thundering horses fearless to danger.
Their love life doomed maiden in dire distress
Her knight unhorsed, dead, they'll be no caress.
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