Tempting Poems

Tempting poems bring the best collection of short and long tempting poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great tempting rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these tempting poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on tempting are here for you.

The Tempting Dance

The Tempting Dance short poem

There she sits waiting with wine glass in hand And so demure, but for the place and time So, I whisked her out of this drunken band ‘Take me home,’ she said, as our watches chime Her room is furnished

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Aphrodite’s Child

Aphrodites Child short poem

She surfaced from the blue sea like Aphrodite’s child in all her splendor droplets of water sparkled on her body as if she were covered in precious diamonds. I walked over and offered my name she submitted hers so willingly.

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Reminder Of An Anniversary

Reminder Of An Anniversary prose poem

People turn to perceive love as a fragrance, spreading from a new bud; Which blossoms and turns into beautiful flower in each passing day But the same bud coarsens and falls apart from the stem, No one realizes the phase

Love And Lust

Love And Lust long poem

A miserable hospital scene, with shouts and painful sobs, With fractures, wounds and injuries of various calamities, And my friend, one among them, cancerous, with no hope, Not weeping, but talking and laughing, as he was, years back, In our

Illusions

Illusions short poem

Illusions… are so beautiful… aren’t they? so tempting… so alluring… so full of promises of happiness… Illusions built of illusions … that pull you so deep within… that at one point the self becomes an Illusion… thoughts become dreams …

Love – The Drug

Love   The Drug short poem

I hid away and staged my Death but it found me again . Never ‘O Never won’t fall for you again I am an innate being now . Your advances are sweet And your offers so tempting . The hair,

In Cahoots

In Cahoots short poem

I long to be in cahoots with you, It sounds a magical place. More tempting than peril or jeopardy, Less wearying than love or awe. Yes I’d rather be in cahoots with you. Let’s go there and get trouble and

Poem For A Dead Rodeo Clown

Poem For A Dead Rodeo Clown ode

Rodeo clowns we love them painted faces tempting fate running ragged the bulls that chase ’em keeping a cowgirl, cowboy safe poetry to them just don’t matter when you’re dodging horns and hooves rhyming words and crisp pentameter are for

The Walk Way

The Walk Way ode

There is so much your mind thinks of all the time, You never know what way is the way to climb. You get set out into emotions you wish wouldn’t bother you but they shade over all the rest, You

Sense

Sense elegy

Why must you lure me so? You bewitching jewel, your radiant skin is only matched by the glint in your eyes. Your hair cascades down your shoulders with More conviction than the most splendid waterfall, But after all this, do

Love

Love short poem

The wind is blowing through the trees See it rustle each and every leaf Watch it move the trees again See them wave and the branches bend There are dry leaves on the ground Hear the dry crunching sound See

Heaven Forbid

Heaven Forbid long poem

Well he’s my friend and I’d never Do anything to betray him but The things you say and do when We’re alone I get the feeling you’re Just using him to get to me… Well HEAVEN FORBID I’m wrong But

A Simple Day

A Simple Day short poem

Dawn rushed in a brand new day They woke up and went their way Morning spent in hard labor Too busy to let thoughts harbor An afternoon quite lazy and dull Routine setting in with a tempting lull Twilight brought

Temptation

Temptation short poem

What is it? Why is it? Is it a desire of something wrong, something bad? Is it a desire of something we shouldn’t have. Why do we desire things we shouldn’t have? Who says we shouldn’t have have it? Who

The Question

The Question short poem

As I watch the empty spaces I think As I hear the frightened voices I ask As I see the mindless actions I wonder When will it all end? Idle threats and broken promises Empty hearts and expressionless faces Are

Twisted Angel

Twisted Angel short poem

She is like the vastness of the earth, so confusing, Her beauty is fatal, her heart fierce, her body delicious, Many not withholding, in love Cause it’s a battle worth fighting for, She is the Angel their mom said to

Ode To Dagga

Ode To Dagga ode

Come back to me. I yearn your bitter, yet velvety touch. You make me blush, I miss you in my lungs. Come back to me. You fill the void that you re-create, Every time I let you escape, From a

The Passion Of Christ

The Passion Of Christ long poem

It’s not My will, but Thy will, Let Me die on the cross for their sins, And My blood pave way to eternity; Yet My Soul is sorrowful unto death. Abba, take away this cup from Me; Yet if it’s

Higher Fragrance

Higher Fragrance short poem

From the Rose: Blooming in a bed of thorns Rich colors imbued with jazz Heady fragrance in a sinful dance Riots of confusion crowding the senses Alluring, tempting, trapping… Final swirls into a web of guilty fragrance Can only see

Foaming Fury

Foaming Fury short poem

Against a backdrop of broiling grey The dancing colours flap; wave away To all who can see and for all left to be A warning about the worsening sea A relentless outburst of desperate cries Fighting the force of the

Adrian The Great, Canto 1

Adrian The Great, Canto 1 long poem

The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of

A Kiwi’s Tale

A Kiwis Tale long poem

Emerald irises up in Parallel rarely meet But now two pairs sprawl and bloom Neon hugs the sides While shades of green begin to colour the night Before long, you’re here Room one-one-seventeen Covered, stretched black divinity As calling, calm

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3 am Sees My Nightmares

3 am Sees My Nightmares short poem

Doubt surrounding The air regret fuelling The hurt While sadness radiates Around the heart My soul fights to Remain untainted but Yet I still feel Chained from the past only Because at the Dawn of Wake My Suffering Eradicates

I’ve Been Led To Believe

Ive Been Led To Believe long poem

I’ve been led to believe That love is a dream An inconsistent need Or that was how it seemed I was told it’d be perfect I was told and left set With a thought of divergent And words better yet

Dying Moments

Dying Moments long poem

I suddenly fell ill & got into a semi conscious state My wife gets panicky and rushes me to the hospital Doctors put me straight into I C U I faintly hear Doctors whispering this as a hopeless case I

When Life Retreats Death

When Life Retreats Death short poem

In the tropical section of the Earth, There stays a transient period. Brimful of relief and silence, that thresholds peace to any and all living blood. Then the commitment reverses, and brings a modest scuffle. After a prolonged omnipresent silence,

Proffer A Prayer

Proffer A Prayer long poem

Holy Aggie a morning near you was an age of enlightenment You exist ever in a sleepless dawn of scrubland fallow patches, rusting equipage, savaged stand of pecan a semicircle of bidders, smoke heavy in the hollows Fourteen and a

Blissful Ignorance

Blissful Ignorance short poem

If Unicorns were real would you see what i see or remain stuck on the end of a leash ? do you believe in magic or has your mind been shut by society? have you lost your imagination ? no!

Lost And Found

Lost And Found long poem

I lost my mind I lost control I lost my heart I lost my soul I found my body I learned its role I deeply got to know my soul I found my heart I healed the hole I saw

Flow

Flow prose poem

… those nights, clear nights when I’m afraid that I’ll cut my flight on the brightest star and the wings of my thoughts will be burned on the pyre of forgetfulness of self before reaching the union of end with

You Could Be The One For Me

You Could Be The One For Me long poem

If you’re drop dead gorgeous and almost As rich as Bill Gates or Paul McCartney Then YOU COULD BE THE ONE FOR ME If you have a mansion overlooking the Ocean and all new luxury cars for everyday Of the

All Are Dust

All Are Dust ode

You may be a king, you may be a queen, royal blood may flow in your veins, born with a silver spoon in mouth, you may own entire world; still you’re but a dust. Sky may be your inheritance, oceans

Shadows Of Time.

Shadows Of Time. prose poem

Photographs are time machines to the past. Instant moments in time reflecting back to current eyes. A street scene of Boston is hung on my wall a moment sliced out of time from 1893. Trolley cars side by side waggling

Imperfect Present

Imperfect Present short poem

Priests of cave temple go to sleep. Street urchins drink the thinner, eat nail polish, crushed lizard for a kick and then go without food for three days. The valley burns. Of what consequence? Sting of truth overreaches. Another committed

Son, Will You Hold My Hand Tenderly

Son, Will You Hold My Hand Tenderly prose poem

Dear sweet baby how old you become no matter I’ll always be holding your hand very tenderly as I held it on the auspicious day that you were born you are incredible gift that god has gifted to your Dad

A Walk Through The Shadows

A Walk Through The Shadows long poem

The Shadow of a Broken Word do you see? The Shadow of a Lifeless Entity Beneath your feet. The sunray hits your face where you glow, Shadowy tears on the other side so flow, Which you are afraid to show.

Night of the Radioman – Hawk Hill

Night of the Radioman   Hawk Hill prose poem

Up here, the indecipherable universe Unfolds into a trillion starry mysteries Spreading light-years above The crowded frequencies of Earth Crackling in the atmosphere Transmitting to ten thousand towers of Babel Scattered across the hills like spores of static And the

Laughing

Laughing short poem

Laughing is good for your health Laughing at others shortens your mind Laughing at self broadens your mind Laughing without reasons is a sure sign of damage to brain Laughing to kill time is wasting your senses laughing at one’s

Unabused

Unabused short poem

The bone line travels from flesh to flesh, tears into blood. I was not crude, not blunt. Dew teasers, were my guests with luggage of pain, ready to dip to taste the language of surrender. There was no acrimony between

I Choose Life

I Choose Life short poem

Gasped for air as if suffocating, Not that breathing was strenuous, 
or I suffering disease, From responsibility I carried. With lips many profess to love me. Yet blinded to how I was affected. They explained: it was for me, if

Hiding

Hiding short poem

After plundering the moon, the skins have dug their heels in candles – for a night vigil. Why you want to know the hidden meaning Of a benign meaningless. The beginning and end were most visible tragedies of an endless