Best Lust Poems

Love and lust are poles apart.

Lust is chaos, love is art.
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Three times I had the lust to kill,
To clutch a throat so young and fair,
And squeeze with all my might until
No breath of being lingered there.
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To you who'd read my songs of War
And only hear of blood and fame,
I'll say (you've heard it said before)
'War's Hell! ' and if you doubt the same,
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What civilization you do draw, man!
Enlightening some too little candles,
Beneath centuries' deep darkness is seen
Which is engulfing your own existence;
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I saw a city filled with lust and shame,
Where men, like wolves, slunk through the grim half-light;
And sudden, in the midst of it, there came
One who spoke boldly for the cause of Right.
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Give me a poet for a lover
whose words stroke me like velvet hands.
Word-tender caresses more reaching
than the caress of a mere mortal man.
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The drought kills the thirst
Harvest is a rarity
Dry winds dance in skin deep heat
Leaves abandon trees
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Self lost in obsessive agony,  
Your primal passion - a flaming ferocity,  
The raging fire consumes your dignity,  
And shame is put to slumber.
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Lust is what I speak tonight,
Lust is what I see tonight,
Lust is what I feel tonight,
And I Lust You.
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'The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open.
Our magnolia blossoms.Life begins to happen.
My hopped up husband drops his home disputes,
and hits the streets to cruise for prostitutes,
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Canonised when dead, cannonaded when in life,
Lofty your thoughts that savour of content
But loftier the craftmanship
More congruent in symmetry
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He talks, turning a sun-stained
Cheek to me, his mouth, a dark
Cavern, where stalactites of
Uneven teeth gleam, his right
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A mason came forth and said, "Speak to us of Houses."

And he answered and said:
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He lusts for her
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Let us go hence: the night is now at hand;
The day is overworn, the birds all flown;
And we have reaped the crops the gods have sown;
Despair and death; deep darkness o'er the land,
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Eyes are the windows to each and every soul
That articulates a story in every perspective
Seeping when sad and tightened when angry
But can lie to us ‘cause they're deceptive.
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Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum:
verumtamen justa loquar ad te:
Quare via impiorum prosperatur? &c.
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Bodies entwined
Hearts resounding
the shivers of sweat
coming and going
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'It is the future generation that presses into being by means of
these exuberant feelings and supersensible soap bubbles of ours.'
- Schopenhauer
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What heart could have thought you? --
Past our devisal
(O filigree petal!)
Fashioned so purely,
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I would be wandering in distant fields
Where man, and bird, and beast, lives leisurely,
And the old earth is kind, and ever yields
Her goodly gifts to all her children free;
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I do not choose to dream; there cometh on me
Some strange old lust for deeds.
As to the nerveless hand of some old warrior
The sword-hilt or the war-worn wonted helmet
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I lost the love of heaven above,
I spurned the lust of earth below,
I felt the sweets of fancied love
And hell itself my only foe.
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The fruit rolled by all day.
They prayed the cogs would creep;
They thought about Saturday pay,
And Sunday sleep.
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For dogs
A woman is a
Lump of meat
For a lust
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Your hand full of hours, you came to me – and I said:
‘Your hair is not brown.’
You lifted it, lightly,
on to the balance of grief,
it was heavier than I.
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I am a little world made cunningly
Of elements, and an angelic sprite;
But black sin hath betrayed to endless night
My worlds both parts, and (oh!) both parts must die.
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I am a little world made cunningly
Of Elements, and an Angelike spright,
But black sinne hath betraid to endlesse night
My worlds both parts, and (oh) both parts must die.
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Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and, till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
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I was lost 6 months ago
It was lust that drove my soul
I couldn't controll...
what happened that night
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World's flattery roasted with name and fame
to a peacock heart
is a desire wanting morsel.
unless a slice, millet size, let not
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I hated thee, fallen tyrant! I did groan
To think that a most unambitious slave,
Like thou, shouldst dance and revel on the grave
Of Liberty. Thou mightst have built thy throne
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i know i can't have you,
i know it's absolutely impossible,
yet the collision of your lips,
makes it so hard to me.
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One look in your eyes and tonight I am sickened
Rolling and shivering I can feel my skin crawling in bitter repulsion
All day I have been dreading the question that I knew tonight you would be asking
Lust burns in your gaze devouring me as if I were nothing more to you than a piece of meat
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Cover your cleavage my nieces
For the fruits are not ripe for harvest
The world has changed-they get aroused at sight
The pedophiles eyes water with lust.
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Immortal Heat, O let thy greater flame
Attract the lesser to it: let those fires
Which shall consume the world, first make it tame,
And kindle in our hearts such true desires,
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I see the Third coming on the Road,
Finding no answer of Second on the Board.
Road is full of Lust and Dust in this Land,
Yes, yes I want to get out of this Wasteland.
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I send you to a windy dust

before I inhale you
I exhale you....
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In thinking on the matter,
feelings of lust and love
can’t originate in the heart.
A heart is merely a muscle.
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The deepest dream is of mad governors,
Down, down we feel it, till the very crust
Of the world cracks, and where there was no dust,
Atoms of ruin rise. Confusion stirs,
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Wealthy I am! Can wager on vices
Eager they’re too to take me zenith
Avarice-whisky, anger-cigarettes and
Lust-harlots lined up to keep me afloat
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I saw the Prince of Darkness, with his Staff,
Standing bare-headed by the Cenotaph:
Unostentatious and respectful, there
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You've heard me, scornful, harsh, and discontented,
Mocking and loathing War: you've asked me why
Of my old, silly sweetness I've repented--
My ecstasies changed to an ugly cry.
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Momentous meeting
High desire
Mutual ecstacy
Touching
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Resentment mixed with greed
Are the tunes she sings
From love and lust she bleed
On envy she feed
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Like roses on a bed
Two come together as one
Dancing to a beat
Circulating with
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We are the prisoners of our own desires
And we are fond of our own built cages
The day we break free of our inner-selves
Is the day we are a step closer to God
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An excellent piece of modern poems
Full of darkness, chaos and trash
Of war, horror, terror, destruction
Violence, crimes, corruption, oppression
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.....Lust.......

Straight from the gutters of hell!
She blows, sweeter than sugar
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A poet

Is someone who just paints
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When I look at you
Lust looks at me...

Love is so far away
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Lust destroyed my love
Lust pushed away my one
Lust made me weak
Lust took the one love
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What night was given in beautiful trust
Engulfed with kisses, touching and lust
Your mouth so strong, and filled with passion
Devouring my body in pleasing fashion
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Lets Dance To The Tune Of Lust

The world says hush
It's not the time to rush
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I have done with love and lust,
I reck not for gold or fame;
I await familiar dust
These frail fingers to reclaim:
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Fed on power lust
Bloody squabble of kingly egos
Nobody wins this game.
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The wine-drinkers sit on the porte cochère in the sun.
Their lack of success in love has made them torpid.
They move their fans with a motion that stirs no feather,
the glare of the sun has darkened their complexions.
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How exactly did this happen?

You come to me after all this time
Ripe with emotion and passion -
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Riches I hold in light esteem;
And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream
That vanished with the morn:
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The Wanderlust has lured me to the seven lonely seas,
Has dumped me on the tailing-piles of dearth;
The Wanderlust has haled me from the morris chairs of ease,
Has hurled me to the ends of all the earth.
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I will not fight: though proud of pith
I hold no one worth striving with;
And should resentment burn my breast
I deem that silence serves me best:
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I have him stuck in my mind,
his lips so soft and tender,
our fingers creeping to interwine,
our hearts beating at the same time,
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A poem is

A young lady love
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I.
Oh, beauideal! unveil thine plaid,
Where my heart and love I laid.
Thine parts shone, lo! 'bejewelled belle'
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Two house lizards— hugging
Under florescent lamp
Making love— love stops at lust
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1. Cool snake in soul-case
Gloomy face in the jail-cell
A sleeping sin-seed
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This world is driven by two contending powers--
Love, that coerceth Heaven to dwell with dust,
And that dire pledge of Hell's self-perjured Lust--
And as we list must Heaven and Hell be ours.
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When I watch the living meet
And the moving pageant file
Warm and breathing through the street
Where I lodge a little while,
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1. Love lust care rare cook
Wash shop manage home daily
Domestic gender
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Diwali is a festival of love and light,
Its aim is to live in peace, not in fight.
It is celebrated to recall memory of Lord Ram,
People with sacred body offer God psalm.
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Enraptured by the mystic starry sky
Vincent so desperately wanted to try,
To paint this enchanting twilight scene,
But how, Colours in that light couldn’t be seen.
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When one of them passed through the market place
of Seleucia, toward the hour that night falls
as a tall and perfectly handsome youth,
with the joy of immortality in his eyes,
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My virtues in Carara stone
Cut carefully you all my scan;
Beneath I lie, a fetid bone,
The marble worth more than the man.
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Though many years have passed, and loves, I swear
I can still smell the soaps this one would use.
I can still see the mole on her left thigh,
black eden lace against her northern skin.
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Lust and love is everywhere,
It keeps on burning, in my skin.
I see your face here and there,
But forgetfulness soon shall win.
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All the memories of childhood
Lies there
In your eyes that
Never cease to blink at
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Being fed-up of the books of ethics
I think I have wasted my valuable time.
As I knew before reading of these books
that,
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Passion and lust takes my mind
as I see you in the morning light
as my heart beats like a drum
even your breathing excites me
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Listen up, I speak to you
from the region of the damned
and those who lust after fame
and wealth as a poet
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(Sung, on one night, in the cities, in the darkness.)


Come away! Come away!
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Beware simple mortals
In man's stupidity
And devils trickery
Love, lust, infatuation
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AS when the last of the paid joys of love
Has come and gone; and with a single kiss
At length, and with one laugh of satiate bliss,
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Would you like to visit to mausoleum?
Lots of beauties say, 'Warmly welcome.'
You will stick majestic ornaments
If eyes are allowed just to glance.
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I. GOD SEND THE REGICIDE

Would that the lying rulers of the world
Were brought to block for tyrannies abhorred.
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For evil live in her core
Hiding waiting to pop out
She will lift her pretty face
To conceal the dangers within
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While in quest
I stand with you
By the deep dark well
Of my infinite voidness.
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The gull shall whistle in his wake, the blind wave break in fire,
He shall fulfill God's utmost will unknowing His desire;
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Lust is a vice; it is a great and tremendous foe,
A person with lust is in ruin he doesn't know.

Wrath and attachments are vices attached to it,
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I remember reading the book - ‘ Lust for life'
Penned by Irving Stone, some years back.
It was so engrossing and stimulating!
I just could not keep the book down.
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Is it anger or is it disgust?
Is it of love or a pose of lust?

I astonish why you never turn?
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Part I: Ice

He shines like silver midnight moon -
cool marble statue, this tycoon.
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A poem

is a piece of art
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Dear sweet children! do you know?
Your old enmy is a demon
Who is embodiment of five vices
Lust, wrath, greed, attachment and violence.
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what a lover you are
i let you smooch me
for you to get used to the odour in me
i let you kiss me
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SAID the Lion to the Lioness-'When you are amber dust,-
No more a raging fire like the heat of the Sun
(No liking but all lust)-
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Just a spark can kindle a fire
That can consume a forest,
Just a touch can spark a lust
And create a Mount Everest.
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their souls have gangrene
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Blood is but a trickle thro’ her veins;
A tear – but only that it feigns
A look of sorrow; the sigh, she had to borrow;
To know, in acting hurt she all but reigns!
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The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust,
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In the circle of love
Wrapped with loyal bonds
Clever demons play their songs
In mortals weakness moments
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