The Nymphs of Serenity
On the shores of Serenity
My footsteps prints
Each passing scenery
Endures in my mind
Where lily pads blossoms
White flowered virgins grow
Upon its calm waters flows
The river of serenity beckons me
An ancient lore be told
From old poets of elders wrote
The ripples of nymphs in voices ring
That once calls upon mortal men, bring
Blessed and cursed by gods ranting
Their never-ending lure for them
From every edge of the elements
My footsteps sink within its waters
Forging my path untold slaughter
Like the rumors of the old lore
The blooming Virgins bouquet soars
Caught within its trance
Blinded by its alluring scent
Dead to all other living sense
Just the calls of sweet melodic vent
Nymphs now circle to lure
Singing my name, I follow
From the shores of the earth
I slipped to my watery grave
I see their other lovers’ in-between
The roots of the lily still holding
The bodies of many men frozen cold
Like the men before that came upon its bed
Of its Venus entrapments of flesh slaves
Binding them as toys to their whims
Beneath their eternal watery Hades
They stay as long as the nymphs’ needs are meet
Fulfilling their loins with rigid stocks and flesh
When a sudden hand pulls me up
A long flight between river and shore
Unfolds against the fighting web claws
Of the Nymphs enraged at her insolence
By this maiden who dare descend is a violation
Into their watery domain to steal away
Their man was theirs to claim
With life kisses given
Awaken by a vision
A maiden form reveals her intentions
Silhouette by the rising sun hidden
With sweet words that in lyrical whispers
I saw you first, she proclaims in haughtiness
She took my hand and I was lost
By her beautiful grace, I was entice
To follow her every command
Of her sensuous voice
I had no will against her binding allure
Even to risk everything I hold dear
The Land of Serenity holds many illusions
Even reality here is a Labyrinth of many trapping
Caught within its web by the lust and cursed
Jealousy is the spite of siblings brewed lust
I followed her in to her woodland maze
She pushes me to a birch tree frame
By some devilish desire to ravage my form
Striped me clean from clothing worn
To nakedness of a new baby born
Then with a kiss she betray her true intention
Her carnivorous smile reveal before I realize
There is more to her than meets the eye
As her sisters immerge from its wooden capture
From each tree they caress they way in motion
Feeling each wooden fixture with sexual intention
Their dance of slow erotic stance begins the ritual
Sibling rivalry is a war fought, she cried
For the best entrapment comes
With a taste for the ultimate appetite
Sometimes there are causalities
And it’s the men, we rip apart
Each gets a part of the spoils
From the groined to his lips
Nothing is wasted between our lips
Then with many licking tongues
Moist and shape cuts within bleeds
Pumping the juice that drives
The sexual frenzy of these women needs
With an orgy intended feast
Prodding with sharp tongue and finger tips
Then with spilling saliva of drooling lips
Their batter of sexual pleasure screams
Echoes in the silent wilderness of the Nymphs
And the image of my fate, I now see
Embedded in the forest trees, like statuette
My brothers before me remain living still
Forever holding on to their rigid position
© PREM ANAND RETHINASAMY
Unknown "Dragul Angelus" Frisky
- 16 years, 6 months, 6 days ago
