Poetry competition CLOSED 10th October 2012 2:48am
WINNER
AlwaysCaliban (Caliban)
AlwaysCaliban (Caliban)
Seven Deadly Sins
Anonymous
“Christening Sins”
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She comes in all flavors,
peppermint to cherry,
I love them all,
can’t get enough
of her body spices
into my mouth,
my hands catch
the delicious overflow,
licking each finger
as if it is the last taste
of her sweet scrumptious grace.
My face reflects her flavored flow,
I glisten in happiness, for
she has christened my soul,
with my sins.
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She comes in all flavors,
peppermint to cherry,
I love them all,
can’t get enough
of her body spices
into my mouth,
my hands catch
the delicious overflow,
licking each finger
as if it is the last taste
of her sweet scrumptious grace.
My face reflects her flavored flow,
I glisten in happiness, for
she has christened my soul,
with my sins.
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[i]Dangerous Sin
Lust my fire my craving my hunger
adrenaline high wanting grasps
a need that has to be satisfied
I ride hard and take what I want
I was made for sin it runs in my veins
lust is the one that drives me dangerous
as I take with strangers to quench my thirst
my energy holds no bounds as I drain
I seduce as I lure with my body as bait
an aphrodisiac with come to me eyes
enchanting the one I desire into my lair
unknowing that he will never leave alive
I keep him aroused with my intoxicating brew
temptation hangs from my lips as he falls
I make him my prisoner of lust dripping need
devouring his wanting hardness with my body
I feed him the honey from the core of my craving
he drinks my flavours wanting more and more
I take him in every way he could ever dream of
never will he ever know such satisfaction again
My naked form and erotic play drives him deeper
heavy gasps of pleasure fills his loud beating heart
blood hot and pumping faster through his veins
I sink my teeth in draining him of his last breath
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[i]Dangerous Sin
Lust my fire my craving my hunger
adrenaline high wanting grasps
a need that has to be satisfied
I ride hard and take what I want
I was made for sin it runs in my veins
lust is the one that drives me dangerous
as I take with strangers to quench my thirst
my energy holds no bounds as I drain
I seduce as I lure with my body as bait
an aphrodisiac with come to me eyes
enchanting the one I desire into my lair
unknowing that he will never leave alive
I keep him aroused with my intoxicating brew
temptation hangs from my lips as he falls
I make him my prisoner of lust dripping need
devouring his wanting hardness with my body
I feed him the honey from the core of my craving
he drinks my flavours wanting more and more
I take him in every way he could ever dream of
never will he ever know such satisfaction again
My naked form and erotic play drives him deeper
heavy gasps of pleasure fills his loud beating heart
blood hot and pumping faster through his veins
I sink my teeth in draining him of his last breath
[/i]
ENVY
The Jade Queen ...(Spiritus)
Spiritus Jade Regina
Created from the neglected emotions of fear...
and anger...left to seethe...in the mind ...
and flesh ...only seeming to be calm
this spirit never rest
While wearing a smile of contentment
this spirit is vile..and full of resentment
Always plotting you can be sure...
and in its presence you should never feel secure
Though one may be deceived by its appearance of light
when in truth this spirit has a soul dark as the night
it was born...in the pit of despair
it is forlorn and only pretends to care
Always feeling forsaken this entity is filled with rage
taking the term vendetta to another level and page
Always appearing docile...and sweet
siphoning the pain of others is really how it eats...
As she sits upon her throne of ancient and old
shape shifting... duplicitous in nature powerful...
and able to bend the soul
Appearing to be...whatever one desires...
unbeknownst to it's victims...
This fiend is malevolent by choice...
taking pleasure in manipulating the souls of the innocent
While believing that none may be pardoned
Mercy being a foreign word upon its tongue
Beware the man or woman that makes you wonder..
Where...did they come from...
Mysterious and dangerous...a spit fire...
some what cantankerous
This entity is a virus...unleashed and untamed
and once entrapped by its energy none are the same
So Remember....The Jade Queen is this demons name.ENVY
The Jade Queen ...(Spiritus)
Spiritus Jade Regina
Created from the neglected emotions of fear...
and anger...left to seethe...in the mind ...
and flesh ...only seeming to be calm
this spirit never rest
While wearing a smile of contentment
this spirit is vile..and full of resentment
Always plotting you can be sure...
and in its presence you should never feel secure
Though one may be deceived by its appearance of light
when in truth this spirit has a soul dark as the night
it was born...in the pit of despair
it is forlorn and only pretends to care
Always feeling forsaken this entity is filled with rage
taking the term vendetta to another level and page
Always appearing docile...and sweet
siphoning the pain of others is really how it eats...
As she sits upon her throne of ancient and old
shape shifting... duplicitous in nature powerful...
and able to bend the soul
Appearing to be...whatever one desires...
unbeknownst to it's victims...
This fiend is malevolent by choice...
taking pleasure in manipulating the souls of the innocent
While believing that none may be pardoned
Mercy being a foreign word upon its tongue
Beware the man or woman that makes you wonder..
Where...did they come from...
Mysterious and dangerous...a spit fire...
some what cantankerous
This entity is a virus...unleashed and untamed
and once entrapped by its energy none are the same
So Remember....The Jade Queen is this demons name.ENVY
Anonymous
Strider said:[quote-136005-AlwaysCaliban][quote-136003-Strider][quote-135997-AlwaysCaliban]Finally, an original piece ^
Wow, I thought these were all originals...
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Excuse my statement, of course they're all originals, just not with original ideas.
[/quote]
No worries here. Is binn béal ina thost. Strider
[/quote]
Gaelic, an Irish proverb. I'm familiar with this one actually. I agree with you there, it would be a useful thing here on DUP.
Wow, I thought these were all originals...
[/quote] Excuse my statement, of course they're all originals, just not with original ideas.
[/quote] No worries here. Is binn béal ina thost. Strider
[/quote] Gaelic, an Irish proverb. I'm familiar with this one actually. I agree with you there, it would be a useful thing here on DUP.
House of sins.
This is recognizable, undeniably,
everything I ever thought.
Inscribed in this place
where walls are covered
in my very ideas and plots.
Everything I created
in a pure manner,
purely designed set of equals,
now contorted in this hellish manor..
Seven doors, and seven
sigils chiseled in.
I open the first one,
and the let curiosity begin....
By my surprise
through a looking glass
I could see, my very self
staring back at me,
Inhaling food, a massacre
of meat, littered from
my head to my feet,
I looked on in horror as I
killed every good manner
I was ever taught in adolescence
I turned to leave, to find a
table filled with food to make me stay,
I was starving
but after that display I had patience
to just walk away...
My eyes grow heavy, finding a place to rest
As the Jigsaw of flashbacks commence.
It was not until this moment of lucidity,
that I realized my indolence was immense.
All the dreams I could have followed,
but chose to leave behind.
Were now just scattered into pieces before me,
Like a complex puzzle for the mind.
Slowly, I sunk deeper into my chair,
as my heart filled itself with regret.
There was no way this puzzle fit together,
But I knew my lesson was not over yet…
Next door carved with the Hells Seal.
I knew what lie ahead. Pride…
Irony to notice the seal was my attention
to details even of the darker side,
I swore to storm the gates of heaven
one too many times,
and now I watch myself
be burned alive.
I was no better than him,
no better than the man who created this sin.
My ideas, to play as Gods
were just a mere childish façade.
In the end I would
have to pay...
Through the halls rings a lulling voice,
So tempting, it must be pure Sin.
With a melody of soft-spoken, enticing words,
the room begins to pull me in.
On the bed a figure appears
covered head-to-toe in Ivory skin.
Eyes of rich Emerald sparkling under candlelight,
And salacious lips that held a devious grin.
So irresistible… her collarbones simply defined,
like a runway down her chest.
Resistance is futile, I hold out my hand
tracing my fingers over her supple breasts.
My fingertips sting, she’s cold as Winter,
and promptly shatters to my touch.
She’s now but shards of fallen ice,
for my desire had been far too much.
Tired of all this, I look for another way
to get away from this twisted
house of horrors outing,
running through an opening
the door slammed shut,
I began banging and shouting.
The room was dark and silent
driving me mad, "I want out of this
hell" I screamed, Cursing everything,
After each exhausted breathe, my chest
tightened, I tried to stay calm,
telling myself "this isn't real I’m only dreaming"
The calmer I got, the easier I could breathe
this was the room, of patience.
for a while I stayed to repent...
only a few more doors...Oh
How I wish I was someone else,
Near the end of the hall something catches my eye,
a gorgeous, wooden green door.
“I wish I could hold such elegance”, I thought to myself.
It’d be foolish of me not to explore.
Inside, the room had been plastered with mirrors.
I guess the time had come, to reflect…
But as I looked closer my heart felt be grudged,
for it was an image one wouldn’t expect.
Instead of myself, the mirrors held beauty,
People’s traits I had once longed be mine.
Their perfect bodies and looks, flawless skin and hair..
All surrounding me, like some sort of sick shrine.
My jealously possessed, and without thought
I began to smash them, one by one.
Running out leaving trails of blood down the hall,
my only hope, that this nightmare was done.
Room to room I walked,
and with every step I took,
it felt more desperate and hectic.
now the final room lay ahead
I opened the door to see gold,
jewels and another door ahead,
maybe an exit,?
I made way to it, but gleaming
and shiny objects took my attention.
I must have them, I'd be rich.
I took what I could and hurried for the exit.
The closer I got, the room seemed to change,
looking back, the door was now gone,
No longer a matter of which way is which.
Is this a way out, or was I merely a pawn?
The lights grew dim, as I stood there dazed,
this all was looking way too familiar.
A house full of lessons, game seemed simple enough…
Too bad the Devil had been the dealer.
This is recognizable, undeniably,
everything I ever thought.
Inscribed in this place
where walls are covered
in my very ideas and plots.
Everything I created
in a pure manner,
purely designed set of equals,
now contorted in this hellish manor..
Seven doors, and seven
sigils chiseled in.
I open the first one,
and the let curiosity begin....
By my surprise
through a looking glass
I could see, my very self
staring back at me,
Inhaling food, a massacre
of meat, littered from
my head to my feet,
I looked on in horror as I
killed every good manner
I was ever taught in adolescence
I turned to leave, to find a
table filled with food to make me stay,
I was starving
but after that display I had patience
to just walk away...
My eyes grow heavy, finding a place to rest
As the Jigsaw of flashbacks commence.
It was not until this moment of lucidity,
that I realized my indolence was immense.
All the dreams I could have followed,
but chose to leave behind.
Were now just scattered into pieces before me,
Like a complex puzzle for the mind.
Slowly, I sunk deeper into my chair,
as my heart filled itself with regret.
There was no way this puzzle fit together,
But I knew my lesson was not over yet…
Next door carved with the Hells Seal.
I knew what lie ahead. Pride…
Irony to notice the seal was my attention
to details even of the darker side,
I swore to storm the gates of heaven
one too many times,
and now I watch myself
be burned alive.
I was no better than him,
no better than the man who created this sin.
My ideas, to play as Gods
were just a mere childish façade.
In the end I would
have to pay...
Through the halls rings a lulling voice,
So tempting, it must be pure Sin.
With a melody of soft-spoken, enticing words,
the room begins to pull me in.
On the bed a figure appears
covered head-to-toe in Ivory skin.
Eyes of rich Emerald sparkling under candlelight,
And salacious lips that held a devious grin.
So irresistible… her collarbones simply defined,
like a runway down her chest.
Resistance is futile, I hold out my hand
tracing my fingers over her supple breasts.
My fingertips sting, she’s cold as Winter,
and promptly shatters to my touch.
She’s now but shards of fallen ice,
for my desire had been far too much.
Tired of all this, I look for another way
to get away from this twisted
house of horrors outing,
running through an opening
the door slammed shut,
I began banging and shouting.
The room was dark and silent
driving me mad, "I want out of this
hell" I screamed, Cursing everything,
After each exhausted breathe, my chest
tightened, I tried to stay calm,
telling myself "this isn't real I’m only dreaming"
The calmer I got, the easier I could breathe
this was the room, of patience.
for a while I stayed to repent...
only a few more doors...Oh
How I wish I was someone else,
Near the end of the hall something catches my eye,
a gorgeous, wooden green door.
“I wish I could hold such elegance”, I thought to myself.
It’d be foolish of me not to explore.
Inside, the room had been plastered with mirrors.
I guess the time had come, to reflect…
But as I looked closer my heart felt be grudged,
for it was an image one wouldn’t expect.
Instead of myself, the mirrors held beauty,
People’s traits I had once longed be mine.
Their perfect bodies and looks, flawless skin and hair..
All surrounding me, like some sort of sick shrine.
My jealously possessed, and without thought
I began to smash them, one by one.
Running out leaving trails of blood down the hall,
my only hope, that this nightmare was done.
Room to room I walked,
and with every step I took,
it felt more desperate and hectic.
now the final room lay ahead
I opened the door to see gold,
jewels and another door ahead,
maybe an exit,?
I made way to it, but gleaming
and shiny objects took my attention.
I must have them, I'd be rich.
I took what I could and hurried for the exit.
The closer I got, the room seemed to change,
looking back, the door was now gone,
No longer a matter of which way is which.
Is this a way out, or was I merely a pawn?
The lights grew dim, as I stood there dazed,
this all was looking way too familiar.
A house full of lessons, game seemed simple enough…
Too bad the Devil had been the dealer.
I stand tall and bold.
never to allow the sense of my fear
to come forward I hold
my tears and fears tight
with each night and day
avoiding all question that makes me look silly
im what makes the weak avoid
or never show their pity or faults.
in my vault you'll never know how I might truly feel
plus I wont show. All i do is smile and shine
And the only thing you will see
Is the sin that destroys many men!!!
Pride.
with responds of quick wit and sarcasm
never to allow the sense of my fear
to come forward I hold
my tears and fears tight
with each night and day
avoiding all question that makes me look silly
im what makes the weak avoid
or never show their pity or faults.
in my vault you'll never know how I might truly feel
plus I wont show. All i do is smile and shine
And the only thing you will see
Is the sin that destroys many men!!!
Pride.
with responds of quick wit and sarcasm
Saw you walking in the mall.
Short skirt, high heels, walking tall.
Wiggly butt, bouncy bust, quite the doll.
Styled up hair, perfect lips, the power to enthrall.
Strutting walk, sideways look, did you see me at all?
On your way to dine and dance.
Did you maybe notice me askance?
My love (and lust) for you, unnoticed, perchance?
You gave me not even a glance.
Is it true, I never had a chance?
I remember when first we met.
You were the coquette.
Me in my corvette.
We would have been the perfect duet.
It should have been kismet.
That was then, but this is now.
When I asked, you raised an eyebrow.
My love (and lust) I did avow.
Your response was, ciao.
I thought, meow, wow.
Are my dreams never to be satisfied?
My love (and lust) you can not abide.
My proposal you pushed aside.
Our permanent separation you implied.
With your wish I have complied.
My reverie, my grail, lost, died.
Not even once will we meet bedside?
Ne'er will you delight in me inside?
Not ever will I experience you astride?
Could it be that the truth to me you would not confide?
I was white, was it your black pride?
Short skirt, high heels, walking tall.
Wiggly butt, bouncy bust, quite the doll.
Styled up hair, perfect lips, the power to enthrall.
Strutting walk, sideways look, did you see me at all?
On your way to dine and dance.
Did you maybe notice me askance?
My love (and lust) for you, unnoticed, perchance?
You gave me not even a glance.
Is it true, I never had a chance?
I remember when first we met.
You were the coquette.
Me in my corvette.
We would have been the perfect duet.
It should have been kismet.
That was then, but this is now.
When I asked, you raised an eyebrow.
My love (and lust) I did avow.
Your response was, ciao.
I thought, meow, wow.
Are my dreams never to be satisfied?
My love (and lust) you can not abide.
My proposal you pushed aside.
Our permanent separation you implied.
With your wish I have complied.
My reverie, my grail, lost, died.
Not even once will we meet bedside?
Ne'er will you delight in me inside?
Not ever will I experience you astride?
Could it be that the truth to me you would not confide?
I was white, was it your black pride?
Anonymous
Thanks for the mention Dreary Avenue.
Strider
Strider
