Posts tagged ‘desire’

March 10, 2023

I SHALL ALWAYS HUNGER

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I may never feel the touch

of your skin upon mine

or drink in all your kisses

like some fabled, vintage wine

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March 9, 2023

TEMPTED

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm   4:20 1/7/2017

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I was tempted

but I resisted

it was easy

when I had no desire

when I had no need

when I had no hunger

I said, “No”

before I met you

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February 23, 2023

Among the Pines

by Penny Wilson Writes

Lay me down among the pines.

I smell earth, wood and your skin.

The sun dapples your face.

Goose flesh in the breeze.

Bird calls echo my sighs.

Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson All Rights Reservd

 

February 22, 2023

More Than

by Penny Wilson Writes

More than time.

Protect.  Adore.

More than touch.

Bread to my starving flesh.

More than yearning.

Quench the fire.

Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson All Rights Reserved

Please Visit My Blog for more of my poetry.

October 16, 2022

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by thereluctantpoet

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October 9, 2022

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by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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April 15, 2022

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by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

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January 12, 2021

TEMPTED

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm   4:20 1/7/2017

TEMPTED - 50 PERCENT

I was tempted

but I resisted

it was easy

when I had no desire

when I had no need

when I had no hunger

I said, “No”

before I met you

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December 28, 2019

1-Up; 2-Down; Side-to-side

by merlinspielen

high school prom we held hands
music thumping heartbeats
we danced sweaty palmed
next to each entangled pair

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June 6, 2019

Starving

by Megha's World

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I see you in the viridity of those
rainwashed leave
I envision you
in dewdrop drenched petals

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January 27, 2019

Haves and Have Nots

by Venkat

beaks, nudge time off cliffs
into arms, the skies made
roots, roll ambitions into hearts
for desires, the coats hide

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September 27, 2018

Passion (Micro poetry)

by Megha's World

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I blog at Megha’s World

September 26, 2018

Fatal attraction

by Megha's World

“Mysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

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That insatiable thirst

which rises from the depth of my soul

and devours me like a wildfire

this incessant need

to be wrapped around your soul

like an unstoppable contagion

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May 15, 2018

LOSE OR GAIN

by Bhavya Prabhakar, India

“Love is the way messengers

from the mystery tell us things.

 

Love is the mother

we are her children.

 

She shines inside us,

visible-invisible, as we trust

or lose trust, or feel it start to grow again.”

-RUMI

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February 18, 2018

Sheltered Rhymes

by K. T. Dibert

Heard the words from your mouth,

That all things either end or head south;

After forgetting about the moment hear and now

Neglecting the good, golden rays falling upon the brow

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February 11, 2018

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by thereluctantpoet

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February 4, 2018

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by dokurtybitz

Excitement and focus
Exactly as she wants
Ecstasy tied to a tug on my hair.

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  • written for the Sinful Sunday prompt of E at MollysDailyKiss
February 4, 2018

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by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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December 29, 2017

How Now should we Handle these Water Lilies?

by Renwick Berchild

How now should we handle these water lilies?
One stone could break the sunset. I’ve a mind
to skip rocks, glide into a wade, feel beneath
with my bare feet, and leave you on the shore.
For night tiptoes, then jumps, weighing dusk in;
we’ve not much time, and this, is to my advantage.
In love, woman are ahead, and men behind; as luck
would have it, I am to be far beyond reach. I think
I may dunk into the blooms atop, and like a seabird
sail under you, as breaths waft alow heavy eyes.
Though by your height, your breath this late eve
has a clear path straight to my soul’s window.

December 21, 2017

My Old Book of Poetry & Prose.

by K. T. Dibert

Please, feel free to help an aspiring artist, writer, poet, and musician achieve his lifelong destiny for success. Thanks in advance. Kyle T. Dibert’s Book of Poetry

December 21, 2017

Poetic Junkies

by K. T. Dibert

Original KYLE T. DIBERT, DECEMBER 20th, 2017:

…shooting up the veins of the heart city, – a hundred miles an hour – as a a good junkie does well, and I can tell, that, despite admiration, I am fated for hell & yet oh well I don’t mind where all the ground fell while I was staring up at you through this miraculous well, and you were bankrupt before you decided to sell, and at your coffin, coughing casualties at commiserating children kissing flowers, praying by the hour, to not tower thus so high that one falls and usurps vitality, – power which dwindles stale & dwindles thus more sour; as if in high

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November 4, 2017

I NEED PASSIONATE KISSES

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Call me crazy if you will
no matter how old
I will need them still
I need passionate kisses
from you

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August 29, 2017

Fire and Ice

by Abigail Gronway

So cold
yet I burn

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August 29, 2017

Dazzling

by Linda Lee Lyberg

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Dazzling

-Linda Lee Lyberg

With a smile as dazzling as the morning sun
Shining through the dark stormy skies
An unwavering stare leaves me undone
When he sees the longing within my eyes.

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August 25, 2017

Bedeviled

by Linda Lee Lyberg

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Bedeviled

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Bedeviled by your wicked eyes
That haunt me in the lonely night
Although I know they’re filled with lies
Your shining charisma I cannot fight.

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August 18, 2017

I Am Not In Love With Anyone

by Renwick Berchild

I am not in love with anyone. Pablo Neruda, Nikki Giovanni,
Shakespeare, and all his fair women, dressed in men’s robes,
have nothing on me.

Flinty, unyielding; that is what they called me.
No tree could brace against my wind.
In my savage silence, I could sabotage all lovers’ din;
heavy, and unmatchable, though, I strike a rock in orange brightness.

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August 18, 2017

NOT ALONE, BUT LONELY

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

he’s finally home from work
and she meets him at the door
she greets him with a smile and kiss
like she’s always done before 

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August 1, 2017

#14 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

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