Poems About: LUST

In this page, poems on / about “lust” are listed.

  • 337.
    Necessary evils

    Society is evil in that
    It resists your every step.
    Mind. Without it,
    You cannot make your steps. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 338.
    Man sees, woman hears

    Lust lies for men in their eyes
    That they are unable to hide,
    While setting on women their eyes;
    For men images are ample for a ride. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 339.
    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, read more »

    Paul McAnaney
  • 340.
    Island of Lust

    I stand in the Island of lust
    Surrounded by angels with dirty devil looks
    Surreal yet so beautiful
    Temptation in my mind read more »

    ashek rahaman
  • 341.
    Lady Lomotte(last laugh)

    The flow starts just a trickle
    Lust blooming on living rumors
    Beyond the gates of fine living she flew
    Spreading not only her words but limbs as well read more »

    olivia helmes
  • 342.
    The youth and the old eat.

    The lust of the youth has teeth
    With which it bites and eats.
    The lust of the old only laps and licks.
    The stomachs of the both get full. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 343.
    His Pain My Gain

    pain and sorrow
    human borrow

    guilt and shame read more »

    Crystal Tutson
  • 344.
    Tonight Something Hot Is Going On

    outside the
    fence of the house
    the dogs

    the bitches are
    doing it tonight read more »

    RIC S. BASTASA
  • 345.
    Lust

    In the damp dark night
    the dead lusts for light,
    he could but never did strive
    at the time that found him alive, read more »

    Pradip Chattopadhyay
  • 346.
    That One Certain Person

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    Melissa Wynn
  • 347.
    Sonnet XXXVII

    O lust of sacred loue the foule corrupter,
    Vsurper of her heauenly dignitie,
    Follies first childe, good councels interrupter read more »

    E C Esquire
  • 348.
    Is It Love

    Is it love, or is it lust?
    Is it a hurricane, or just a gust?
    Is it great passion, or is it a bust?
    Will it blow over, like the wind blows dust? read more »

    Juan Olivarez
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