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Paul M Chafer Nov 2013
Nothing intimidates me more,
Than a woman’s inviting smile,
It pierces right down to the core;
Appealing to everything I adore;
This subtle, suggestive, wile:
Whetting the sense of anticipation,
Igniting fires of the imagination.

Nothing possesses more power,
Than a woman’s determined will;
Disguised as a delicate flower,
Sweetness smothering the sour,
Regardless of the pyrrhic thrill;
Bewitchment in everything but name,
Savouring the illicitness of the game.

No ordinary man has a prayer,
When a woman stakes her claim;
She’ll welcome you into her lair,
Reject her desires if you dare,
Her revenge has legendary fame;
Travelling incognito: deadly intentions,
From this wrath, there are no preventions.

Do not ever, ever, underestimate.
That which cannot be understood:
Avoid the temptation to speculate,
Categorize, classify or evaluate,
The secret mysteries of womanhood;
Whenever tempted by an inviting smile;
Nod politely then turn, and run a mile.

© Paul Chafer 2014
For Foolish men, wherever they may be, under rocks and thumbs, and wonderful women: so clever;)
Infinity Nov 2017
Let's stop mid-scream and steal a moment of sanity
Hold on to your vanities, your profanities
Let me help

Let me tell you a story
'Tis grim and gory

Follow me home, follow me home
Make me feel unsafe
Make me feel like prey
In this jungle of concrete and brick

Your judgements are bullets
With eyes for triggers
**** me.

Intentions, retentions, preventions
Our sinful innocence will be the end of us
We walk into burning buildings
Yet we are not fireproof

We have never been
Fireproof.
JaxSpade Oct 2018
Time to sweep up the shattered remains
Of our pained skins
On the floordust of misfortune
Our particles separate into the open
Atoms and molecules are left discombobulated Floating
Searching
For a nuclear family explosion
Frozen in times thawed out seconds and motion
Wait a minute
Hour time is hope for more of it
When it ends we can explore the meaning meant
And its mathematical arrangement
To human natures assignment
Tailored to our confinement of the naturally selected paths of the divine man's
Circumstances
Or should I said happenstance
Either way the sense makes cents
We consent to be sexually spent
In genders and rent of a bodys sent
Mission or penned
Poem song or said
Words are the direction
That have led
To everything
Till death
Do us part
And left
In the skulls breath
I sound a loud sigh pen
Dipped in the ink of a ***** tip
I slip into the myth
That somehow things will shift
Into a life lived fair of gifts
But after all this
my prayer
Is for the Lord to have mercy on my lips
For every word said lusted and kissed
Please take your foot off of my head
I don't understand what I've read
Or the illusions of choices and consequences
I pray for cents and sense
Knowledge and death if meant
The writing on the wall bled
A heaven sent message
Your value interprets nothing
Sorry but your blessing was left
Waiting for my guessing
And faith was trust in someones who is dead
But lives in a spiritual existence separate heaven where everything is better than the earths habits and preventions
Lifes extension or the mention of another world
Suspended there's a narrow gate entrance
For mini camels and the best blessed
Warning! However

You may not fit
A W Bullen Aug 2023
Mood

needs trimming,
handling,

thought

beseeches management,
preventions of digression

Yes,

I know these abled tangents,

-peculiar obsessions-

how they float up, moon- mouthed,
dream-lacquered vagrants,

Superlative deliverers
of profligate insistence

Their cool what-ifs
pontificate,

the vacant-eyed
rhetoricals,

excited by this delicate
existence
There are creatures
in the deep that we should
keep beneath the waves
Uncontrollable Emotions
Overwhelm me tonight
It's like I can't do nothing right
But maybe that's life

Self discover and development
Without quittings essential
Can't be discouraged by the
judgemental or u may go mental

Trying to reach full potential
And preparing for the worst
Avoiding sinning and remember
Winning comes last because first

U must learn to take loss
So u appreciate bein victorious
Learning to cope with loss and not
taking for granted what's glorious

Just breathing. Just living
Exercising your free will
Embracing imperfections and
realizing the little things can still

Make u smile if only for a while
Walk a mile in the shoes
Of the ones u criticize too quickly and trip
swiftly as that ***** is slippery cause you

Will too, be criticized so don't
epitomize a close mind
Be loyal, be conscious be humble
patient And be kind

Don't try to rewind, pay mind
To the current time
Just take the past mistakes as
lessons and try not to be blind

When deception needs correction
Don't be afraid to asks questions
And remember "what you know"
may need further inspection

Don't think with an *******
That direction is wrong
Cause being a king con don't make
u King Kong just try to be strong

And deny your temptations
follow your dreams and heart
Sometimes the right thing is not
the move that is the most smart

But we all play our part
and depart nothing else Is assured
Nothing's given nothing's promised
and Nothing's fully insured

Preventions better than bein the cured
So Procure the best
Way to live without nefarious
intentions for less tension to help manifest

The dreams that u possess but never
Harbor regret
Self resentment lacks contentment
Leading to stress

It's confusing so I'm concluding
with improving myself
Before intruding with passing
judgement on anyone else

It's hard to say help
But it's even harder to know
That it is all that separated you
From reaching your goals

And when u know you make the
wrong decision it leads2a hollow you
And it's sad when your shadow won't even
follow through

With having to follow u
Life will swallow you whole,
or **** u to self destruction
as u dig while in a hole

Like time precious is your soul
The preservation of knowing
That a righteous path lead u
to the place u are going

And sometimes only throwing
Urself at the mercy of wuts destined
Can bring u to the answers
of your ultimate questions

There's no manual or map to
show you how to travel
Only instinct and experience
can guide u in your battles

But to find comfort in solitude
When your alone with your thoughts
You must be able to justify your actions
if your later forced 2 watch

And relive what u have done when
Its Too late to change the cards
At the moment u better be able
to be to face who you are

And knowing that good intentions
can't outweigh the fact
That you didn't follow through with
Them if not proven on your path

So as I resist the natural desire to
Be consumed by greed
When temptation whispers how
easy it is2 see ur want as a need

But if I feed into it I can only blame myself
for what I become
And then all that can be found
is being dumbfounded by just how dumb

I can be. So all I can be is who I am
Unless I choose
To refuse who I am and
be what I'm not which is self hatred confused

Leaving more than a bruise
On my ego And pride
And my true character
unlike my tears will no longer b easy to hide

So I encourage the courage to accept the
things I wish were reversed
And come to terms
with my wrong turns needing no purpose for birth

Just the realization that limitations
May be a blessing disguised
And be content with
the things I cannot hold as a prize

Cause some things weren't meant
for my eyes or for my possession
Sometimes the lesson for
progression is the only conception

That was meant for me and intentionally
eventually ill find
That the most important thing is
Ensuring my own mind

Is a sanctuary built with the
knowledge that my position
In life was not what
I wanted but all I needed or else it's a prison

And when your own mind
is your prison u won't get parole
It's forever there
like the stain that now tainted the soul

Never finding a piece of piece,
so I am careful in construction
While building the building in my mind
So it doesn't end in destruction...
Sukhman Jun 2018
They discovered many types of pollution
But still not discovered any solution
Yet they suggest preventions that are countless
But they usually prove to be a messand not a bless

Can't we ever change this system
And free our earth from the tag of victim
Can't the dream never be fulfilled
Where tress are planted and not killed
Poems like this come everyday
But acting on them seems out of the way
Can't we all collaborate and build a nation
Where words are less and more is action

Well offcourse we can
We are the human
The most intelligent species on the world
But why this intelligence is all curled
In a blanket of ignority
Killing everyone through its insensitivity

Please stop all this nonsense
And regain your commonsense
This is our earth
We have to protect it
It gave us birth
We have to respect it
Ken Pepiton Sep 2023
Was the world ever tame,
was the work of mankind ever done,
did we believe we'ld watch the world

work better with our intervention,
our flood preventions failing, time after time,

then came the fuel from eons too distant, as time flees,

we trust the expositors, setting knowledge in foldable
orders of value, secrets worth keeping to use in consort.

Having witnessed the intention declared, the prophet,
bows and backs away, laughing to himself, happy hunting,

here I come, seeking something I may distantly need,
not now, though, ghostly ghucking surrealism seems

certainly, this pose, the position I hold, paid for repose,
bending certain assumptions into gumptions taken on odds,

you bet I can't make myself let you read my mind.
I win.
I feel like I made the choicest of all the options, I kept living, long after I lacked any external provocation... to claim a muse uses you, submission is what once was deemed man's highest liberty in formless spirit.
Poetry and the writing of same has always
Been a beautiful way to have so many know..
What you were about deeply within over time
Ever so long after the time we eventually go..
What you write now is what in the future
People will read and feel they know you true..
Your deepest thoughts if of sincerity in time
Will remain in many always so much of you..
One day your thoughts might just help so many
One day simply make it through another day..
With common sense and also wisdoms learned
In our reality here and now not just to pray..
Basic sensible caring loving considerate advice
Things that helped you in life and time get by..
Many lessons learned here on the very ground
Preventions and solutions help so many not to cry..
We all live but one life here and now this time
So many find it ever so hard to make ends meet..
Not too many can ever say they know the answers
But often learned the hard way to remain on ones feet..
In this day and age not even the bibles so many
And religions even more so many are they too..
All written of and by the thinking of those long ago
But this is a very different world we all live in true..
An ever not in too many ways at all a perfect world
Although so many do feel that they alone all know..
However we all are simply trying to do the same things
Being to find real happiness and true love before we go..
But what you write now may fill a void within a heart
And one day have an earth bound soul enjoy a day..
If one writes of the needed sincerity so many lack
And maybe help a faint heart simply find a way..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2014
Poetry and the writing of same has always
Been a beautiful way to have so many know..
What you were about deeply within over time
Ever so long after the time we eventually go..
What you write now is what in the future
People will read and feel they know you true..
Your deepest thoughts if of sincerity in time
Will remain in many always so much of you..
One day your thoughts might just help so many
One day simply make it through another day..
With common sense and also wisdoms learned
In our reality here and now not just to pray..
Basic sensible caring loving considerate advice
Things that helped you in life and time get by..
Many lessons learned here on the very ground
Preventions and solutions help so many not to cry..
We all live but one life here and now this time
So many find it ever so hard to make ends meet..
Not too many can ever say they know the answers
But often learned the hard way to remain on ones feet..
In this day and age not even the bibles so many
And religions even more so many are they too..
All written of and by the thinking of those long ago
But this is a very different world we all live in true..
An ever not in too many ways at all a perfect world
Although so many do feel that they alone all know..
However we all are simply trying to do the same things
Being to find real happiness and true love before we go..
But what you write now may fill a void within a heart
And one day have an earth bound soul enjoy a day..
If one writes of the needed sincerity so many lack
And maybe help a faint heart simply find a way..

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
KorbydAngyle Sep 2021
Please God, the forces, the black magics,
can memory erase?!...Banish
Infringement on the preventions
from being preyed upon by unwelcome
and take 'any' action, canonistic or sacrosanct

I have no path for disruptions from requests,
for they speak of vats churning peoples yearning life asunder
but feats from the west...

Have a common displacement and golden yard of deafened seasons tonnage

I can relocate, only to ****, yet accounts of when oneself, myself included,
too righteousness kneeled... do fall to the devils deals

And yet those those with problems,
infringed on meaning(even),
the world from any other Darwinist society
senses and reveals, now it may be

The relocation of humanity and societies call,
as it is may be...

The dearest most relevant shocking revelation of them all!

— The End —