My fiercest desire.
Is to get lost in your sapphire eyes,
Exult in your flowing golden hair,
until I'm breathless with longing.

Your smell.
That speaks of sage-filled plains,
scorching suns,
and quenching rains.

Rugged arms around me,
hearts synchronized in beating.
The female weakness,
that yearns for the virile touch
of that chosen one.

Two lost souls,
that have finally found each other,
following a trail of silver tears
and shattered illusions...

Neil Brooks
Neil Brooks
Aug 19, 2013

They,
Laugh openly, mockingly,
at every other Religion,
Philosophy, Opinion,
Lifestyle.
Yet still I am expected to handle them with kid's gloves.
Expected to tread carefully, not to offend any of their sacred sacraments.
They,
who conquered and enslaved my ancestors through treachery and deceit.
NO!
Maybe you should die for your own sins.

O Viking Gods of the Norse,
MCWA
Nov 26, 2010

O Viking Gods of the Norse,
you governed the mighty seas.
your boats were built of gopher wood;
and you made wise use of a breeze!

WARNING


Extreme use of profanities


and Gods engaged in an orgy of lust


Apology in advance for any offence caused


SL

At Freyja's Table

Fucking Gods everywhere
Fucking here
And fucking there
They fucking suck and fucking fuck
Some fucking clean
Some fucking muck
They fuck in heaven
And in fuck in hell
Cupids got them
under his fucking spell
With fucking arrows
in their fucking hearts
Fucking priests
Fucking tarts
Fucking freaky super powers
Fucking torrential golden showers
The fucking sparks
Fucking fly
Fucking murder in their eyes
Fucking Eris causing troubles
Fucking Bacchus blowing bubbles
Fucking Sif is fucking Thor
More and more  
On the fucking floor
Fucking Gods everywhere
Tied up with their golden hair
Freyja clears her fucking table
Grabs any God that she's able
And fucks and sucks
And licks and fucks
Fucking breathless
Who fucking cares
Fucking Gods are everywhere
Discarded robes
that lay beneath
Fucking horns
and clenching teeth
They fucking cum
They fucking squirt
They cum again
Until they hurt
Steaming bodies
Sweaty hair
Fucking Gods are everywhere

No "modern God" was harmed during the production of this filthy work
Inspired by Cooper Clarke's "Chicken Town"
#gods   #norse   #orgy  
Kelly
Kelly
3 days ago

The lightening strikes,
A strengthening roar of vengeful thunder
with an aim for terror.
A craving justice.

Overwhelmed with power.
Fearless grunts.
A God to many, Myth to others.
Inspiration for battle.

Only one can hold such a hammer.
A loyal weapon.
The symbol of strength,
of courage and honour.
One could not forget such a mighty symbol.

Rejection to fear,
claiming one's freedom.
The holder of this hammer.
The holder of my faith.
The strong an' true;
The Thunder God.

#god   #storm   #thunder   #mythology   #norse   #odin   #thor   #mjolnir   #valhalla   #asgard  

31.7% of the world speaks English!
If you include Anguish.

English Language
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/English_language
.

I feel strong tonight

A hundred songs burst from me

In colorful bloom

The darkness holds fear no more

I laugh in the face of death 



Dreams cannot threaten

I fear no nightly phantom

Day will come with joy

But until then I will sleep

And rest my wearied body. 



My mind is awake

Thought after thought captures me

Musings, wonderings, 

Daydreams before I slumber;

Life is bright and wonderful. 



Yes, I feel strong tonight.

#dream   #sleep   #good   #night   #joy   #strong   #tanka   #glad   #haibun   #tankas   #norse  
a , tale of   Graceful Norse God ?.
PNasarudheen
PNasarudheen
Sep 13, 2013      Sep 14, 2013

O, dear friends! May I tell  
a , tale of   Graceful Norse God ?.
Odin or Woden of the Norse Myth
Father of gods and men on Earth
Faced much risk, to help His world
Mimir the God of Knowledge claimed
One of His eyes to  share  knowledge.
Suffering much studied  Woden-
Runes on wood, metal  and stone.
Ravens on either side of His shoulder
Fetch the  news from far and wide
Thought and memory were two birds
Hugin and Munin they were called.
He got  skaldic mead from the Giants
Touch of which makes  anyone a poet.
Gracious Odin gave away His skills
To  all gods and men of His reign.
Can you be such a heroic leader
To save our sighing Motherland?
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Note:Norse Myth=Mythology of the Scandinavian area. The day of the Woden is Wednesday.

outlaw Harold Norse preaches

Identity is just a dream until
it becomes a nightmare.
Something that she can’t escape
and promises she can no longer keep.
Let Go and Feel Your Nakedness
outlaw Harold Norse preaches
deep inside the marked pages
of a different sort of bible.
And so she drowns her dreams
in early morning conversations
where she sleeps on the wings
of an albatross, forever in flight.

 
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