Notice of absence from Jude Chukwuemeka Muoneke
I will surely get back to you when I come online.
I will surely get back to you when I come online.
This trap,
A sweet temptation,
Shape rounded as soft as bread,
It dripping yogurt so white
that a hard rod will scream with frictional noise.
Ekwensu watches from away,
For this wondrous nzuzu,
Eyes sin a million times,
Before the rising and falling
of the soft rod.
Though on the wrestling bed
lies painful laughters,
The nozzle pours libation
in her shrine.
Flew from this rotten dungeon,
There, comes living maggots,
Who feast on helpless carcass,
Mocking the deeds of man.
Something must send a man home,
But certainly
not this soft smelly bones,
Thighs so painful a pleasure.
Die an honorable death,
Resist this fleshy pit;
And your soul will rejoice,
Hereafter,
Chineke biko napu Ekwensu Ike.
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Author:
Jude Chukwuemeka Muoneke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 8th, 2024 03:32
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem reflects on sex and amorous relationship. It cautions youths to eschew from lust and immorality, for it destroy both the body and soul in hell. Lustful desires may seem sweet, but it reward is painful and regretful.
- Category: Erotic
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Comments2
So what is your advice for young men, beset with spontaneous erections, often at socialially inconvenient times?
My advice to them is to learn to control their urge and emotional feelings.
Clear in its message this poem full of metaphor and imagery sends a powerful message.
Thank you for always reading my poems. I appreciate you greatly.
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