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Poetry competition CLOSED 18th June 2018 4:13pm
WINNER
HadesRising
HadesRising
RUNNER-UP:
RevolutionAL
Forgive me Father, I have sinned.
Anonymous
Poetry Contest Description
Write an erotic poem with religious themes
*DEAR MODS, PLEASE EXTREME CONTENT THIS ONE IF YOU WOULD... THANKS*
I’m thoroughly captivated by the idea of getting religious iconography into erotica pieces and it’s something I do often. I thought I would open up a comp to see whatcha got.
Let me be clear, I’m not looking for boring pump ‘n’ dump erotica here. Can’t bare it in fact. What I am looking for is dark erotica. Sultry erotica. Erotica that’s worth reading.
Rules
* Must have a religious reference or theme to the write. How you do that is up to you.
* Please note that writing about abuse is not acceptable in this competition. That’s not what we’re looking for. Any such entries will be disqualified and I’ll probably block you for being a sh*tty human being.
* One entry only. Per physical skeleton.
* New writes only.
*Collabs allowed on this one. Spoken word also allowed.
* Poetry, not prose. No word limit, just don’t go mad.
*No hate. If you’re offended, go away. Simple as.
*Two weeks
Now go forth and write.... bless you my child.
A Begging Between My Leggings
I Beseech Thee , O Great One ,
Forgive Me Your Daughter For Turning Away
From You My God , Horned And Roughshod ,
You Of The Wild Hunt Who Has Soothed My Lust
So Many Times Through The Aeons , I Am Sorry
Most Truly For Denying Your Satyrs Their Play
In My Merry Meadow , And Deep Valley ,
Damp With Morning Dew And Lush Forest Springs ,
I Beg For You To Renew Me Woo Me Take Me
Make Me Yours , Rip My Robes , Free My Mane
Kiss Me Don't Dismiss Me , I Need The Deep
And Dark Wood , I Need Your Manhood ,
To Anoint Me With Your Mystery Will Be The Point
I Want Your Animal Magnetism Sweet Jism In My Chasm
I Need To Feel The Spasm And The Ecstasy , To Set Me Free
Your Touch Of Fire Your Phoenix Rising , Your Burn Inside
To Be Blessed , No Longer Repressed , By Some Midnight Ride ,
Impress Me , Empress Me , Make Me Sit Upon Your Throne ,
I Repent Any Heaven Sent Forgiveness , You Are My Witness ,
I Want My Dark Earthly Lord , Gods Just Pierce Me With Your Sword ,
I Will Be Your Chalice I Will Be Your Grail On Your Fiery Blade Impaled !
Forgive Me Your Daughter For Turning Away
From You My God , Horned And Roughshod ,
You Of The Wild Hunt Who Has Soothed My Lust
So Many Times Through The Aeons , I Am Sorry
Most Truly For Denying Your Satyrs Their Play
In My Merry Meadow , And Deep Valley ,
Damp With Morning Dew And Lush Forest Springs ,
I Beg For You To Renew Me Woo Me Take Me
Make Me Yours , Rip My Robes , Free My Mane
Kiss Me Don't Dismiss Me , I Need The Deep
And Dark Wood , I Need Your Manhood ,
To Anoint Me With Your Mystery Will Be The Point
I Want Your Animal Magnetism Sweet Jism In My Chasm
I Need To Feel The Spasm And The Ecstasy , To Set Me Free
Your Touch Of Fire Your Phoenix Rising , Your Burn Inside
To Be Blessed , No Longer Repressed , By Some Midnight Ride ,
Impress Me , Empress Me , Make Me Sit Upon Your Throne ,
I Repent Any Heaven Sent Forgiveness , You Are My Witness ,
I Want My Dark Earthly Lord , Gods Just Pierce Me With Your Sword ,
I Will Be Your Chalice I Will Be Your Grail On Your Fiery Blade Impaled !
Written by Blackwolf
(I.M.Blackwolf)
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Anonymous
Thanks for kicking things off, Blackwolf! 
Anonymous
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CREPUSCULE DESIRES AND SUICIDE SONGS
She sits, so lonely, as if a ghast upon the parapets
Needing
Craving
Insane
With the lust for her god that whets the appetite betwixt her thighs
”Forgive me, Father, for I shall sin,”
Bespoke, she spoke, to my engraved image
Held to her breasts, vestmented
Heaving with moans in secret, lamented
In candlelit midnightmare phantasies
Lucifer did so offer a member
The legacy of sin on tapestries
Between moistened thighs she shall thrust
The idol dismembered
”Forsake you, Daughter, you shall not sin,”
She feared, so dear, that she would ever hear
Loathed to admit, descendance
To the bowels of Hell, no repentance
We fornicate and desecrate
And blaspheme in His name
Witching hour, I devour
Her sweet rose and compose
My advocate of devilment
Genuflect and erect
Your phallic dreams
Of thine kingdom
”Goddamn you, Father, I feel ashamed,”
I heard, uttered, from those lips she sputtered
Glistening still, where cum spilled
Like spittle on a whore, though unfulfilled
By candlelight came shadow puppeteers
In vestal robes condemning her for sin
But the needs of the flesh overcame peers
Who sought to taste forsaken flesh
That the devil offers
We fornicate and desecrate
And blaspheme in His name
Witching hour, I devour
Her sweet rose and compose
My advocate of devilment
Genuflect and erect
Your phallic dreams
Of thine kingdom
She writhes, so ashamed, beneath the bodies of God-loving men
Harlot
Vixen
Pregnant
Dismayed by the thought her porcelain wrists were kissed by razors
I found her there beneath the darkened stairs
Where moon failed to grace my love of the night
May she rest where cold angels beware
At the cusp of doom in crepuscular twilight
i still find myself drawn to
the melody of her suicide songs
”I love to loathe
Your touch aglow
With morning scars
I’ll kill to kiss
Apocalypse
With you
My Mourning Star”
Needing
Craving
Insane
With the lust for her god that whets the appetite betwixt her thighs
”Forgive me, Father, for I shall sin,”
Bespoke, she spoke, to my engraved image
Held to her breasts, vestmented
Heaving with moans in secret, lamented
In candlelit midnightmare phantasies
Lucifer did so offer a member
The legacy of sin on tapestries
Between moistened thighs she shall thrust
The idol dismembered
”Forsake you, Daughter, you shall not sin,”
She feared, so dear, that she would ever hear
Loathed to admit, descendance
To the bowels of Hell, no repentance
We fornicate and desecrate
And blaspheme in His name
Witching hour, I devour
Her sweet rose and compose
My advocate of devilment
Genuflect and erect
Your phallic dreams
Of thine kingdom
”Goddamn you, Father, I feel ashamed,”
I heard, uttered, from those lips she sputtered
Glistening still, where cum spilled
Like spittle on a whore, though unfulfilled
By candlelight came shadow puppeteers
In vestal robes condemning her for sin
But the needs of the flesh overcame peers
Who sought to taste forsaken flesh
That the devil offers
We fornicate and desecrate
And blaspheme in His name
Witching hour, I devour
Her sweet rose and compose
My advocate of devilment
Genuflect and erect
Your phallic dreams
Of thine kingdom
She writhes, so ashamed, beneath the bodies of God-loving men
Harlot
Vixen
Pregnant
Dismayed by the thought her porcelain wrists were kissed by razors
I found her there beneath the darkened stairs
Where moon failed to grace my love of the night
May she rest where cold angels beware
At the cusp of doom in crepuscular twilight
i still find myself drawn to
the melody of her suicide songs
”I love to loathe
Your touch aglow
With morning scars
I’ll kill to kiss
Apocalypse
With you
My Mourning Star”
Written by HadesRising
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Anonymous
Wow! Some great entries here! Thank you John_Galt and HadesRising! [Smile]
Confession
Bless me for I have sinned
pray me a forgiveness
sprinkle me with water of atonement
for all my sins and iniquities
wantonly had I seduced
the representatives of holiness
they who walked in godly gait
looking at my womanly allure
they who expounded on Godliness
fell to my feet begging for more
to partake of my exquisite gifts
to bury themselves in my womanhood
on the pulpit where they pontificate
on evils and how the man
should submit into the spirit of holiness
but within they burn with desire
as they looked at my cleavage
knowing how the softness
waited to be devoured
their loins ache
I confess to being the tool of temptation
I confess and beg for the forgiveness of sin
Pray for my soul so I wouldn't burn in hell
forgive me...I thirst still
Who gave unto women
her beauty and gifts....
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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adoration
She praises him as so sweet sweet
He can surely be in word and intent
But that is only part of this active force...
Now down on your knees to adore
Your moistened lips and mouth
Worshiping the Lord's jewels
As the King strokes his royal scepter
Hand caressing your face as he pumps
You continue to milk the plums
Lovingly for the sacred juice
As course of his energy surges
You feel the throbbing of the Lord
Cumming into the world...
And now back onto your pedestal
For the God must now in turn adore
Lovingly receive from the Goddess spring...
He can surely be in word and intent
But that is only part of this active force...
Now down on your knees to adore
Your moistened lips and mouth
Worshiping the Lord's jewels
As the King strokes his royal scepter
Hand caressing your face as he pumps
You continue to milk the plums
Lovingly for the sacred juice
As course of his energy surges
You feel the throbbing of the Lord
Cumming into the world...
And now back onto your pedestal
For the God must now in turn adore
Lovingly receive from the Goddess spring...
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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My Atonement
Bath me in your juices
So I can savor
The sweet flavor
It produces
I won’t waver again
Your holy water
Washes my sin
As I descend
Might I recommend
A daily dose
Of what I desire most
The privilege
To worship
At your temple
To drown in the
Orgasmic
Rush
Of your Forgiveness
So I can savor
The sweet flavor
It produces
I won’t waver again
Your holy water
Washes my sin
As I descend
Might I recommend
A daily dose
Of what I desire most
The privilege
To worship
At your temple
To drown in the
Orgasmic
Rush
Of your Forgiveness
Written by Lyrically_Inclined
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Anonymous
Wow! Some great entries here!
Keep ‘em coming!
(Pun not intended)
Keep ‘em coming!
(Pun not intended)
Anonymous
Whore Of Christ
Plaster eyed saints in
cathedrals
have not witnessed the depths, the
places
within, where The Son has gone.
The Father asked me:
“If I give you My Son, will you
love none other?”
And so I agreed
and became His dove, betrothed
in white light
on seas of glass, where
we ran across mountaintops, young
enamored, in
new life.
We fell in fields of
wildflowers, rolling
in kisses along every
thorn-mark on his brow, and
entered the bridal chamber
where caresses meant healing.
I became His whore, performing
His bidding in dens of lions, and
devils, stealing
their plunder for the King, my payment—
whip lashes of my own, from hands
of Satan and little Hitlers.
And in each valley of respite, I
await in rooms where
my touch is upon crucifixion marks, and
His lips graze across my own
broken places, flesh,
bone, spirit, until
the day
when life consummates itself
with my Beloved.
Plaster eyed saints in
cathedrals
have not witnessed the depths, the
places
within, where The Son has gone.
The Father asked me:
“If I give you My Son, will you
love none other?”
And so I agreed
and became His dove, betrothed
in white light
on seas of glass, where
we ran across mountaintops, young
enamored, in
new life.
We fell in fields of
wildflowers, rolling
in kisses along every
thorn-mark on his brow, and
entered the bridal chamber
where caresses meant healing.
I became His whore, performing
His bidding in dens of lions, and
devils, stealing
their plunder for the King, my payment—
whip lashes of my own, from hands
of Satan and little Hitlers.
And in each valley of respite, I
await in rooms where
my touch is upon crucifixion marks, and
His lips graze across my own
broken places, flesh,
bone, spirit, until
the day
when life consummates itself
with my Beloved.
My Sexual Savior
Matriarch of matriarchs, light of my nights
Upon your bare breast, I whisper and confess
My most corrupt and deviant desires
You answer my midnight confessions
With moist lips and wet glossolalia tongue
Before granting me absolution inside your temple
Where I cast out my demons upon your soft alter
In a lascivious eruption of corporal corruption
You are my sacred redeemer
Delivering me from the bottomless pit
Of obsessive carnal depravity
My beloved, because you suffer
To relieve me of my temptations
You are the object of my adulation
Among women you are above all others
For you are my sexual savior
Upon your bare breast, I whisper and confess
My most corrupt and deviant desires
You answer my midnight confessions
With moist lips and wet glossolalia tongue
Before granting me absolution inside your temple
Where I cast out my demons upon your soft alter
In a lascivious eruption of corporal corruption
You are my sacred redeemer
Delivering me from the bottomless pit
Of obsessive carnal depravity
My beloved, because you suffer
To relieve me of my temptations
You are the object of my adulation
Among women you are above all others
For you are my sexual savior
Written by snugglebuck
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GODDESS, I BOW
GODDESS I BOW
I bow to you, my sexy goddess;
In source of life my lips I press,
The stubble starting on my face
Meets the hairs round the holy place.
You are naked like a statue;
I give your muff a playful chew,
And then I soothe it with my tongue,
Playing upon your flesh so young.
My curl-haired head is in your hands,
Soothed by a One who understands
The encouragement a man needs
To arm him for marital deeds.
You welcome my enquiring tongue,
As sacred lips it moves among.
My approach you show you approve,
Anointing my face from the groove.
I let the honey trickle down,
While your hands push down my bath gown,
And my mouth takes communion
With foretaste of our union.
As you embrace my head with thighs,
My man tool stiffens, grows in size,
As from your throat comes your groaning
My name, lovingly intoning.
Those sounds of yours make sensation;
My 'aerial' picks vibration.
What a man hears with his ears
Make nether regions cast off fears
The name call in insistence grows,
As I, like a dog, poke my nose
Against your clit in playful rub
Before with tongue I give it scrub.
You call me now "COME ENTER ME!"
I'd put my head, but too big be! -
So I stand up to insert right
My manly tool for your delight.
And so with my goddess I merge
Your encouragement is my urge,
My secular meets your sacred
In consecrated marriage bed.
You take from me my offered seed
Spilt generously in the deed;
You reward me with your coming,
My seed and your juice get mingling.
We leave the honeymoon bower
To wash off in the shared shower.
The goddess, and I who worship,
Just talk, leaving our skins to drip.
I bow to you, my sexy goddess;
In source of life my lips I press,
The stubble starting on my face
Meets the hairs round the holy place.
You are naked like a statue;
I give your muff a playful chew,
And then I soothe it with my tongue,
Playing upon your flesh so young.
My curl-haired head is in your hands,
Soothed by a One who understands
The encouragement a man needs
To arm him for marital deeds.
You welcome my enquiring tongue,
As sacred lips it moves among.
My approach you show you approve,
Anointing my face from the groove.
I let the honey trickle down,
While your hands push down my bath gown,
And my mouth takes communion
With foretaste of our union.
As you embrace my head with thighs,
My man tool stiffens, grows in size,
As from your throat comes your groaning
My name, lovingly intoning.
Those sounds of yours make sensation;
My 'aerial' picks vibration.
What a man hears with his ears
Make nether regions cast off fears
The name call in insistence grows,
As I, like a dog, poke my nose
Against your clit in playful rub
Before with tongue I give it scrub.
You call me now "COME ENTER ME!"
I'd put my head, but too big be! -
So I stand up to insert right
My manly tool for your delight.
And so with my goddess I merge
Your encouragement is my urge,
My secular meets your sacred
In consecrated marriage bed.
You take from me my offered seed
Spilt generously in the deed;
You reward me with your coming,
My seed and your juice get mingling.
We leave the honeymoon bower
To wash off in the shared shower.
The goddess, and I who worship,
Just talk, leaving our skins to drip.
Written by Solomon_Song
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HOLY CUM UNION
HOLY CUM UNION
Kneel before the untold alter of God
Hold and behold his unfaltering rod
then put his blessed flesh upon your tongue
as a sacred sacrament of what is to become
The sagging spear of the soul shall rise
fears fading before elated life growing before your eyes
The spirits within the repenting sack is meant
for you to taste the testament of a holy sacrament
The singing of mouth and beating with wrist
for repeating repenting of soothing south mist
speaking in tongues blessed in bliss
caressing the newly born eucharist
Stroking the holiest of holes with smiles
as the altered boys stride down the aisles
carrying chalices shaped like phalluses
to carry you inside towards Heavenscaped palaces
Tied up and hailed to finally see
nailed within everlasting sacred ecstacy
holy cum union between holy hole and divine rod
you will soon see the kingdom of God
Kneel before the untold alter of God
Hold and behold his unfaltering rod
then put his blessed flesh upon your tongue
as a sacred sacrament of what is to become
The sagging spear of the soul shall rise
fears fading before elated life growing before your eyes
The spirits within the repenting sack is meant
for you to taste the testament of a holy sacrament
The singing of mouth and beating with wrist
for repeating repenting of soothing south mist
speaking in tongues blessed in bliss
caressing the newly born eucharist
Stroking the holiest of holes with smiles
as the altered boys stride down the aisles
carrying chalices shaped like phalluses
to carry you inside towards Heavenscaped palaces
Tied up and hailed to finally see
nailed within everlasting sacred ecstacy
holy cum union between holy hole and divine rod
you will soon see the kingdom of God
Written by archetype23
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