Femme Fatale~
Affected by airs of pretense...
Haughty companion of pride
Promises of Rainbows Pot Of Gold
Ruthless designs inside;
Lust 'tis her first choice
As is longings for the finer things...
Pretense of opulence and sophistication
Grasping at the imaginary that it brings;
Her world revolves around sin...
Death is her second favorite friend
Running bare before every man-a conquest?
In hopes of achieving an end! ;
But time has run out for her
She can no longer hide her nympho desire
She would do well to unite with Mr. Carnal
He would surely light her fire;
For he has the riches she is looking for...
With a bonus of Porn, drugs and lust
With him it would be so perfect
For they would not combust from lack of trust! ;
So there would never be a need to boast...
About Christ or things as such
So Femme Fatale climb aboard the Seven Deadly--
No fuss-just your self proclaimed: Midas Touch! ;
By: Theodora Onken
May 10,2012
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Delilah...
She was: Contour and design;
A pristine white configuration of airs-affected;
Drizzled in reds of pretense...
Splashed freckles of disdain marked her;
A hedonist-personified;
Creature comforts and diamond rings hoped for;
Writing her life story-
In mathematical equation that no one understood;
Her heart was of chrome-hardened; callous;
Her Delilah hair suspect;
Her Midas Touch-Gold Plated...
Just another faux gem...
In the wannabe world
Of yesterdays yearnings for-
Celebrity and riches;
By, Theodora Onken
March 8,2012
poem by Theodora Onken
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Femme Fatale
Here she comes,
You better watch youre step.
Shes going to break your heart in two, its true.
Its not hard to realise
Just look into those false coloured eyes,
Shell build to up just to put you down, what a clown,
Coz everybody knows...
(shes a femme fatale)
Things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Youre written in her book,
Youre number 37, take a look
Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown.
Little boy shes from the street
Before you start youre already beat
Shes going to play you for a fool, yes its true,
Coz everybody kowns...
(chorus)
(yeh, I seen that girl, so man, I know where youre
Commin from. shes all lips and eyes and legs, and then
Its great, but you know what, shes going to mess you up pal..)
She will try to put you down,
The hardest girl around,
Coz everybody knows...
Things she does to please
Shes just a little tease
A everybody knows..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
Shes a femme fatale..
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Femme Fatale
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, down
Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true
Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
song performed by by Ours
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Lines of Lust
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Femme Fatale
(reed)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
Shes going to break your heart in two, its true
Its not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown
cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Youre written in her book
Youre number 37, have a look
Shes going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, shes from the street
Before you start, youre already beat
Shes gonna play you for a fool, yes its true
cause everybody knows (shes a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (shes a femme fatale)
Shes just a little tease (shes a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
song performed by by Velvet Underground
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She Who Lacks His Touch
She who lacks his touch
She with lack of trust
Only to remain in dust
She who wants no luck
What she would give for lust
She with lack of trust
Her eyes have bled with time
Her life not to remain in line
What she would give for lust
She who lacks his trust
Her image has began to change
Her reflection is not the same
Her grip tightens on the brush
She with lack of trust
This anger can not remain
Something has to change
She who lacks his trust
What she will do for lust
The knife once used for peeling
Now lay under her pillow
Her presence will now be felt
She who lacks his trust
The time has come
The final dance begun
She gets his final touch
What she has done for lust
poem by Morgan Bodden
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Criminal Minds...
Feeling so alert in the crisp sandalwood air! ! !
My mind draws pictures for me...
Its of two people caught up-'in secret'
What some might call their apt destiny! ! ! ;
He has long white hair-pony-tailed
She has Delilah hair-medium red...
He has done 'everything'' literally-X rated...
She has the Midas touch instead;
He dwells on sexual thoughts daily............
While she is a Nympho, at best!
He has many a fetish, thats true
Her heart is of chrome and its a mess;
They both share something in common...
Unresolved sexual tension and greed-thats right
She always wants it wherever she can get it
And he is a fan of the Harlots of night! ! ! ;
The Sandalwood incence continues to burn
The picture of these two become even more clear...! ! !
Both are so caught up in the use: of stimulants
That when: The Truth Arrives-they do not hear;
So now, it is right before their lit up eyes...
All of the destruction that they have caused to us! ! !
But bother their conscience-no not at all...! ! !
They just wonder, why all the fuss! ! ! ! ;
This is my second write on:
Obsession, Stalking, Narciscism,
And Psychopathy
This write zeros in on two
Narcistic Psychopaths
February 10,2012
By, Theodora Onken
poem by Theodora Onken
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Aquarius
you weigh things
Aquarius
some things you think
always preponderate
to the truth
now even to something
criminal
you no longer go for
that which is beyond
reasonable doubt
there is no such thing
as truth
immutable
there are only
compromises in lies
you know it
inside
the convoluted past
spitting fires at you
like dragons
still alive
you close the door of the
cave
to an abracadabra that
you have invented
outside there is only pretense
pretense
you dress up
and walk away.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Prayer Against The Spirit Of Lust
• Man is a slave to lust. I am the most high child of the Most High
God. I will never be a slave to lust, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust after anything, and my God will give me the grace to
do things according to His will, in the name of Jesus.
• I will be moderate in everything that I do, and my God will bring
balance in all things, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust after the things of this world but focus on things in
heaven, which are permanent, in the name of Jesus.
• My righteousness and my uprightness will deliver me. I will not be
caught lusting after things, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust in my heart to dishonor my body, the temple of the
Holy Spirit, in any way, in the name of Jesus.
• Heavenly Father, purify my thoughts and
let my ways be pleasing to You.
• I bind any spirit that may cause me to lust after things that will not
glorify the name of God in my life, in the name of Jesus.
• I bind any spirit that may cause an intense and excessive craving for
things that do not matter, in the name of Jesus.
• I bind any spirit that may cause an overwhelming desire to do things
that will make me sin against my Father God, in the name of Jesus.
• I come against every strong sexual desire, in the name of Jesus.
• I come against every wrong motive in doing things that may damage
my life, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not regret anything I do, for all of me and my thoughts are in
the hands of the Almighty God, in the name of Jesus.
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• I know, my Lord God, that You are able, and abundantly able, to
deliver those who trust in You, in the name of Jesus.
• I will not lust after things thereby falling into the trap set by the
enemy for me, in the name of Jesus.
• The grace to focus on things of God, grant it unto me, O Lord, in
the name of Jesus.
• The zeal to do things of God, grant unto me, O Lord, in the name
of Jesus.
• The enthusiasm to hang around people of God, grant unto me, O
Lord, in the name of Jesus.
• Empower me not to lust after anything that does not matter and
that will not glorify Your name, in the name of Jesus.
• Lust is to live unguided to Satan’s strain. This will never be my
portion, in the name of Jesus.
• Forever I am delivered from the Spirit of LUST, in the name of God
the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. In the name of Jesus Christ,
I pray with thanksgiving. Amen.
poem by Enoch O. Akanji
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Lust For Life (feat. The Pretenders)
Words and music by David Bowie and James Osterberg
(Lust for life x 3)
Here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a flash machine
Hes gonna do another strip tease
Ah, hey man, whered ya get that lotion?
Ive been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, thats like hypnotising chickens
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
I have a lust for life
Cause Ive a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
I wear a uniform
On a government loan
Im worth a million in prizes
Yeah, Im through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs
Ooh, Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
A lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Ah a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
song performed by by Tom Jones
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Imaginary
The imaginary power takes over the world, and the people in it.
Making minute things important, and important things unnecessary.
And so the world turns.
The imaginary status places and artificial happiness over the world, and the people in it.
Creating avoidable conflicts to arise at new magnitudes.
And so the world turns.
The imaginary wealth controls the world, and the people in it.
Presenting new desirable ideas to replace the already insufficient ones.
And so the world turns.
The imaginary need drives selfishness in the world, and the people in it.
Allowing happiness, fear, and lust to lead their lives.
And so the world turns.
This world is unfortunately not imaginary,
Going day to day with imaginary things at the center of the lives of all.
Soon the world will no longer turn.
poem by Kaitlin Schmidt
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Evil Woman
Using her guile to her advantage...
Playing a much younger part-
Many believe her yo be but maybe 38-
When she is truly 57 at heart;
Dressing in younger fashions-
She makes her statement in designer wear-
Spending a fortune that they do not have
Opulent, no, their cupboards are near bare;
It's all in her drive to create an image...
Affected with airs of sophistication and charm
Tipping her fedora at you..
But with aims to do you harm;
Watch out-she'll come for you..
Any man who seems to be free...
She will work you with her unsteady compass-
The same way that she played me;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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Temple of Serpents
Love is a divine glow,
It transforms you from
Torn cloth to a wick;
But you burn up the house
Using the wick rather
Making light for you;
The glow is meant for refining,
And the uncultivated man;
But you are jumping into the fire.
And destroying yourself
It merges the male and female
And creates light out of the energy,
But you create disasters in the glow,
The moon absorbs sun and looks bright,
You failed to absorb fire,
And missing glory of soft light;
But you remain as a desert
And energy becomes waste,
And make your wound
In the septic state;
The lust exposes your animal attributes
The love reflects your divine power
The lust pushes your kingdom down
The love takes you up and above the stars
The lust is a destroyer and loss making
The love is a donor and brings rewards
The lust licks blood from booms
The love makes the scars to secrete milk
The lust induce corrosion in the non- reactive gold
The love converts the iron ore into gold
The lust makes you dirt
The love makes you pure
The lust is a temple of serpents
The love is a sanctum of gods
The lust is a death
The love is prosperity
And why, you keep prosperity away?
And why, you search for death?
poem by anushmadhu P.Bharathi
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Garrison
Maybe it is him.
Maybe reading him has
Become my new religion.
An exercise into sophistication
And brillance.
But it seems that the wind has
Taken on new meaning.
It now seems ripe with promise...
A fertile awakening-if you will-
A giving birth-so to speak-
With awe so deep that it hurts.
Or that the outside world
Of nature seems to have
Been painted with double and
Triple coats of vivid.
That even the rose garden
And the once drab stones-now glisten.
Such marvels...
All because of him?
Were we meant to take
This walk together?
Embracing every sweet second
With no looking back or
One iota of regret?
Maybe, yes maybe, it is him.
By, Theodora Onken
March 7,2012
poem by Theodora Onken
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Lasagna
this is lasagna
your favorite dish
at the bottom is
love
on the second layer
is regret
the fillings of
meaty lust and
spices of
hot desire and on the
top layer is this
pretense
one does not bite it
and then
you settle for hate
fuming madness
of love
unrequited
you wish the tongue
is dead
or the teeth of the
non-taker
crumple into
sand
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Really, I Am In A Bad Time Of My Life
but i am used to these bad times
you see
these happen most of the time, we get used to these
bad times
and after a while we are no longer
affected,
no longer ruled by these bad times
and we become numb like we are prepared for an operation
like the way how my gallbladder
was removed four years ago
and people
call me sweet and women taste me and say i am
sweet and i like it
the bitterness is gone now
and i am ready for something new something sweeter
come what may
i have open arms and interesting eyes that speak the language
of
yucks! lust.
do you want to taste this chunk of lust?
or a slice of happiness? they call it love,
endearment, but i like it
when it is simply called by its plain name
no euphemisms
lust, lust, lust, just lust, no heart
i want a heartless love affair
one that does not
hurt
let me share it with you, but first tell me
were you once bitter too?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lust Or Love
Music :klaus meine
Lyrics:klaus meine, herman rarebell, jim vallance
The innocence is gone
But still Im holding on
Searchin for love that lasts forever
Lookin for a place
Where love can hide away
Takin a chance its now or never
Maybe its time to draw the line
Theres just one thing thats on my mind
Is it lust, is it love
Whatever it is I cant get enough
Is it lust, is it love
When I look around tell me who can I trust
Is it love
Lovers come and go
Sometimes its hard to know
If this will be a night to treasure
When the damage has been done
And the hurting has begun
Youll justify a moments pleasure
Is it lust, is it love
Whatever it is I cant get enough
Is it lust, is it love
It aint nothin that I cant rise above
Is it lust, is it love
When I look around tell me who can I trust
Is it love
Lust or love
Maybe its time to draw the line
Theres just one thing thats on my mind
Is it lust, is it love
Whatever it is I cant get enough
Is it lust, is it love
It aint nothin that I cant rise above
Is it lust, is it love
Still lookin for more, its never enough
Is it lust, is it love
When I look around tell me who can I trust
Is it love, is it love, is it love
Is it love, is it love
song performed by by Scorpions
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