My Curse
Open now are my eyes,
Open now possibly for the first time,
For now i see i am cursed,
Cursed by my eternal lust,
My eternal lust for that which
i cannot possibly hope to attain,
For this is my eternal pain.
poem by Paul McAnaney
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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
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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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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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Prepare, Prepare
Prepare, prepare, new Guests draw near
And on the brink of Hell appear.
Kindle fresh Flame of Sulphur there.
Assemble all ye Fiends,
Wait for the dreadful ends
Of impious Men, who far excell
All th'Inhabitants of Hell.
Let 'em come, Let 'em come,
To an Eternal dreadful Doom,
Let 'em come, Let 'em come.
In Mischiefs they have all the Damn'd out-done;
Here they shall weep, and shall unpitty'd groan,
Here they shall howl, and make Eternal moan.
By Bloud and Lust they have deserv'd so well,
That they shall feel the hottest flames of Hell.
In vain they shall here their past mischiefs bewail,
In exquisite Torments that never shall fail.
Eternal Darkness they shall find,
And them Eternal chains shall bind
To infinite pain of Sense and Mind.
Let 'em come, Let 'em come,
To an Eternal dreadful Doom,
Let 'em come, Let 'em come.
poem by Thomas Shadwell
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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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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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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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Love And Lust
Each shall have a room, as they are distinct
As love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its games
As love is day, lust is the night at the bar
As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty froth
Love need not be beautiful but lust makes it a requisite
Love may abstain, but lust cannot
By its nature it thrives in banquets
Love is pure but lust goes to mud in all wild wrestling for what it desires
I can love you without lust
But you may not like it after all
I love and lust you
And in you
Love and lust shall
Hold hands, kiss tight, hiss all the night
Love and lust
The two becoming one
To both of us
So this union may last
This communion of souls.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Heretic
Lust is Love in hope of immortality
Walk on, in the intoxication of hope
Abandon the paradise your father lost
Trade it for a dime and a half
Believe in ecstasy and the magic of rhymes
Compose the music of eternal right
For life is a tragedy- A divine comedy
And Love is lust in your mortality.
Hope Springs Eternal
Hope springs eternal
Like a streak of light
That pierces through the darkness
Of despair…
Hope springs eternal
Like a flower
Growing through a crack
In the concrete…
Hope springs eternal
Like an ember of glowing coal
Glowing through the deadness
Of the ashes…
Hope springs eternal
Like a small, encouraging whisper
Cutting through the silence
That follows failure…
Our Responsibility
Our responsibility is very clear, to spread Truth, both far and near,
Wherever in this life, we may go; our task is to let all people know,
About the One who came for us, so they can in Him put their trust,
The Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, to receive from Him eternal life.
We all need to pray to the Lord, that He will provide an open door,
The Lord God of the Harvest Field, so that every heart would yield,
When that door opens, to step in, to boldly proclaim Truth for Him,
Proclaiming to them our new life, the one we found in Jesus Christ.
Allowing our Lord to lead the way, He gives to us the words to say,
While lifting up The Savior’s Name, as God’s Truth we do proclaim,
Telling all others of their need, Truths which all men truly must heed,
Directing all to God’s Only Son, The Savior, who died for everyone.
We must seek out all those lost, and point them to Calvary’s Cross,
Crossing every cultural divide, God’s Eternal Truths can’t be denied,
With earth cursed, via Adam’s fall, not just some, but cursed are all,
All hearts are now spiritually depraved, and in Christ must be saved.
We need to reach every nation, with God’s One and Only Salvation,
As we proclaim His Eternal Truth, The Holy Spirit will provide proof,
As for Christ, we take a stand; The Spirit will help them understand,
Facing death, they will gain life, in no other name, but Jesus Christ.
(Copyright ©07/2008)
3 A.M. Eternal
This is Radio Freedom
KLF! unh huh, unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF, KLF is gonna rock you
KLF!
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
(Eterrrnallll)
Eternal
KLF is gonna rock you, 'cos you hafta
Move to the flow of the pyramid-blaster
Bass ballistics . . . I'm gonna kick this HARD
An' you can catch it
Down with the crew crew
Talkin' 'bout the MU MU
Justified Ancient Liberation Zulu
Got to teach, an' everything you learn'll
Point to the fact that time is Eternal
It's Three A.M., Three A.M.
It's Three A.M. eternal
Eternal
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF! unh huh, unh huh
Eternal
Sample city, through Trancentral
Basic face kick, elemental
Swings, brings new technology
With K the L the F an the ology
The force comin' down with mayhem
Lookin at my watch, time 3 A.M.
Got to see that everywhere I turn will
Point to the fact that time is Eternal
It's Three A.M., Three A.M.
It's Three A.M. Eternal
Eternal
Eternal
are you ready [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
are you ready [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF! unh huh, unh huh, unh huh, unh huh
KLF! unh huh, unh huh
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
KLF is gonna rock you
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU] (Eternal)
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
are you ready (unh huh, unh huh) [ANCIENTS OF MU MU] (Eternal)
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
are you ready [ANCIENTS OF MU MU] (Eternal)
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
are you ready [ANCIENTS OF MU MU] (Eternal)
here we go [ANCIENTS OF MU MU]
Got to see that everywhere I turn will
Point to the fact that time is Eternal
KLF!
song performed by by KLF
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I Am The Eternal Spectator
I am the eternal spectator
The eternal stimulator
Of things that never come
Of things that never come
I am the eternal spectator
The eternal ruminator
Of things better left alone
Of things better left alone
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
The eternal dictator
Of your perpetual distraction
The eternal collector
Of things that were never done
The eternal agitator
Of a war you never fought
The eternal demonstrator
Until you prove me wrong
Watching over you
Sometimes inside of you
Watching over you
Long-dead inside of you.
song performed by by Moonspell from Butterfly Effect
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The Lust We Fought For
The lust we fought for in now just a pile of ash.
The lust we fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust we fought for burns in my memory every night.
The kust we fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust we fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust we fought for only needed us to grab ahold.
So the lust we fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made our great fall.
The lust we fought for keeps me crying at night.
The lust we fought for has me praying to turn it right.
The lust we fought for makes me miss you more.
The lust we fought for broke my heart to it's core.
The lust we fought for brings out a million tears.
The lust we fought for challenged all of my fears.
So the lust we fought for was the pain i deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust we fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because I now know that the lust we fought for was real all the same.
poem by Erin Grantham
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Lust...
Lust destroyed my love
Lust pushed away my one
Lust made me weak
Lust took the one love
Lust killed my happiness
Lust is a sin I committed
Lust, I shouldn't had done
Lust got my suffocating
Lust made light turn into darkness
Lust made me miss my wife
Lust, my innocent girl is hurt
Lust I hurt myself too
Lust I miss my family I built
Lust, you were my biggest mistake....
poem by Joy O'Pateng
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To The Promised Land
After journeying a sin cursed world, we await a time, yet unfurled,
Where we will be free from sin, where righteousness reigns within,
A distant place, of God’s design, where we will be free from time,
With no limitation on those of us, who have come to Christ Jesus.
The time soon may be at hand, when we enter the Promised Land,
The blessed land promised by God, so far above this earthly sod,
A unique place in Heaven above, arranged by God’s amazing love,
Where we shall all live together, with Jesus Christ and God forever.
It shall begin a blessed time of rest, away from every trial and test,
Gathered in our Heavenly Home, surrounding God’s Eternal Throne,
In the very presence of our Lord, Who on earth, we’ve long adored,
Now upon Heaven’s eternal shore, we’ll serve our Lord forevermore.
A blessed place of eternal peace, where time with God won’t cease,
In a city built by the hands of God, where upon gold we all will trod,
Right alongside that Crystal Sea, in a dwelling prepared for Eternity,
Where believers will begin Eternal Life, with our Savior, Jesus Christ.
The Eternal Life that we received, when in Jesus Christ, we believed,
Accepting on our behalf His sacrifice, by Grace we’ll enter Paradise,
Not for anything that we have done, but, on the Merit of God’s Son,
Who cleansed us of all our iniquity, to live with Him through Eternity.
(Copyright ©03/2011)
So Many Just Don’t Know
So many people just don’t know, when they die, where they will go.
For there is a Heaven up ahead, and there is a hell below to dread.
So many people just aren’t sure, where they’ll spend for evermore.
But there’s no need for us to fear, for the Word of God is very clear.
It is not something to be ignored, for all men will soon see The Lord.
All men will see Judgment my friend, when this life comes to an end.
Open The Word and you will see, there’s much to read on Eternity.
Some may even be surprised, if they would only open up their eyes.
There is indeed a Hell to shun, eternal darkness that’s far from fun,
It’s not the place of one’s desire, but a bottomless pit of eternal fire.
There is indeed Heaven to gain, God’s time ahead of eternal reign,
Where we will reign from Paradise, in the presence of Jesus Christ.
Some will be judged for their life, on how they lived for Jesus Christ,
Others shall be judged for unbelief, and for them there’ll be no relief.
To outer darkness they’ll be consigned, away from Christ for all time.
But by God’s amazing Grace, for all believers He’s prepared a place.
Many will go where they go, simply because they chose not to know,
Instead choosing to believe a lie; nothing happens to us when we die.
Whether or not they want to believe, the Truth of Eternity all shall see.
But much too late to choose to know, where in eternity they would go.
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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Eternal truth, eternal righteousness, eternal love; these only can triumph, for these only can endure.
quote by Joseph Barber Lightfoot
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Eternal Truths
In God’s Word you will hear, Eternal Truths, all men should fear,
A fear that comes as you heed, the Truths of God that you read,
Eternal Truths for all us to see, revealed by God to you and me,
A Divinely inspired Revelation, by God to lead men to salvation.
Revealing His Truth, for us to tell, others about Heaven and Hell,
Through the Holy Spirit of Christ, He shows eternal truths of life,
And He, who gave all men breath, speaks to all of eternal death,
God sets right before everyone, death or Eternal Life in His Son.
The fear God puts in me and you, is reverence to see us through,
To Guide us on this temporal earth, to that place of eternal worth,
As God moves upon our heart, with a Love, which will not depart,
And a fear that makes men wise, as His Spirit opens up our eyes.
They just say we have no proof, about God’s Word we call Truth,
And so God’s Truth they deny, embracing instead, the Devil’s lie;
Although you will die my friend, the eternal soul will have no end,
Your body in the ground may rot, but, your eternal soul shall not.
Some may read and simply say, that all men will just die anyway,
With no care at all, when or why, or where they go when they die,
But, every soul at its last breath, will face God and eternal death,
Unless a soul knows Jesus Christ, then he enters into eternal life.
(Copyright ©02/2008)
Another Season
We have another season ahead, when we think of death instead,
Instead of the birth of Jesus Christ, Who, came to be a sacrifice,
We think of a Hill called Calvary, where our Savior died on a tree,
When cursed is the one on a tree; this, Christ did for you and me.
It was part of God's Eternal Plan, for the babe to become a man,
As a body was prepared for Him, Eternal God, to bear all our sin,
He became a curse for everyone, with God's wrath upon His Son,
Christ paid sin's eternal cost, as The Sinless Lamb for all the lost.
He was then buried in a tomb, all appeared, to be His final doom,
But in three days to much surprise, from that grave He would rise,
From the tomb Christ had risen again, to be the Savior of all men,
Now, behind Christ was Calvary, while ahead for man was victory.
As this alone is the very reason, we celebrate this Easter Season,
Better known as Resurrection Day, when God for us made a way;
Unlike Christ, we were born in sin, and only in Christ can men win,
That final victory over death, and receive from Him eternal breath.
The victory to be gained by us, is through The Lord, Christ Jesus,
Who as The Savior of all men, enables us to become Born Again,
As believers, still upon this earth, through a spiritual second birth,
And through the Lord Jesus Christ, we instead will see eternal life.
(Copyright ©02/2012)
Love is, Love is not
Love is not eternal lust.
Love is when you do
not feel repulsed when
your longterm partner
farts under the covers.
Love is not forever sexual
Love is when everything
edible has been eaten
yet you still come back for more.
Love is, what lust lacks.
poem by Not Long Left
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