A Lady of Pain and Sorrow
Once I loved you,
Once I cherished your phantom flesh,
Once I lost myself in orgasm after orgasm,
Once I bought you flowers (what a cliche!)
You were the Queen of hellish thoughts,
Sweet Harlot and Mother of Lies,
You made me long for your rotting corpse
In your heavenly and bestial disguise,
But now I see you for what you are,
As the rabbit sees the fox before it dies,
Now I'll see it wherever I turn,
The cold, implacable cruelty of your eyes! !
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Flirt and copulate
A beloved gave her heart and then her flesh.
She gets quick orgasm.
The wife gave her flesh and then heart.
She gets slow orgasm.
An admirer gives her heart and no access.
She gets it in masturbation.
A slut gives her flesh and not her heart.
She never gets orgasm.
Unless you cause orgasm
You are not worth the man to woman.
Flirt and copulate. It is supreme.
12.08.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poem about Poetry - An orgasm of languages
flowers, they are
orgasm of earth
opening itself to
multiply
flowers, small, large
and colourful
poetry, they are
orgasm of languages
that gives new eyes
to the mind and - the world
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Little Lies
If I could turn the page
In time then Id rearrange just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes
But I couldnt find a way
So Ill settle for one day to believe in you
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you cant disguise
(you cant disguise, no you cant disguise)
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
Although Im not making plans
I hope that you understand theres a reason why
Close your, close your, close your eyes
No more broken hearts
Were better off apart lets give it a try
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you cant disguise
(you cant disguise, no you cant disguise)
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
If I could turn the page
In time then Id rearrange just a day or two
Close my, close my, close my eyes
But I couldnt find a way
So Ill settle for one day to believe in you
Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you cant disguise
(you cant disguise, no you cant disguise)
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies)
Oh, no, no you cant disguise
(you cant disguise, no you cant disguise)
Tell me lies
Tell me sweet little lies
(tell me, tell me lies)
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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The proven bliss
Orgasm is agony of bliss;
Orgasm is emission of bliss;
Orgasm is exhaustion of bliss.
Only it is a proven bliss.
27.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Self denial is like self burial.
The middle age %
Women at forty are vulnerable.
Beware! Your estrogen levels are dropping.
Why not make the most of it right now?
Shyness has been shed; awkwardness has gone.
It is time for you to take the lead
When it comes to your own orgasm,
The orgasm that’s eluded you thus far,
From the monotony you stuck in.
You must reveal yourself in newfound youth.
You must assert yourself with newfound guts.
Yes, you must take the control of your sex.
If not, it is you who are the loser.
At this stage you are the most attractive.
Composure added, you are in glow.
As the sex is important part of the life,
Your assets unused must not go waste.
It is true you are hungry for strangers.
Men are hungrier for women of your age.
Now a stranger only can explore you.
He only can drive you to get orgasm.
It is time you tasted orgasm again.
Finding orgasm is not breaking home.
It is just physical gratification.
Man must shut his eyes and woman, her qualms.
He must let her get what he couldn’t give her.
If he let go of her, he’ll get such like her.
You need not elope, nor own a paramour.
Hire a man and fire him after he fired.
It’s not a crime when done with the knowledge.
Men must disarm his possessiveness
And abandon his probing tendencies.
15.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man defies God
Orgasm is the bait; mating is fishing.
Birth is the catch; it’s the God’s wish.
Orgasm is the bait; orgasm is the catch.
Birth is outcast; it’s man’s crush.
25.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love In Disguise
Sometimes things fall apart
That's god's love in disguise
And when i break your heart
That's my love in disguise
When you awake in pain
It should come as no surprise
I'm not sure i care
But it still must be there
My love in disguise
And all you want are sweet lies
I see my problem now
Her love was in disguise
Some fear that won't allow
Her love to shed this guise
Ian, don't be a fool
Look what she's done
She'll do it again
Pale, pure, and virgin things
So frail, it turns from my eyes
It hides while i become
So hurt my heart is numb
When love is in disguise
The best you have is sweet lies
Ian she'll be our downfall
Don't believe your eyes
Lies! and she'll leave you all alone
Possessiveness and jealousy
We recognize easily
That which we claim to prize
No one can recognize
The poor young sap is unaware of
Things that we are all aware of
The knife she hides behind her back
Misery! he gets his share of
The flowers must pollinate
The beasts are forced to mate
Woman and man decide
Yet we're not satisfied
God's love is in disguise
And all we want are sweet lies
Sweet lies
Long live the glorious revolution
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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You Loved Him More
we stayed out late to count the stars
where maga men would park their cars
the cold outside we do care less for
where was charles then all along
i loved you but you loved him more
i neva thought we'd end like this
all we shared was kiss and bliss
that purple robe, that one i tore
then michael came to tear another
i loved you but you loved him more
ben was there but i came from behind
can't erase those nights from my mind
i bought you silk, he bought you fur
believe me we still call one another
i loved you but you loved him more
from his camry car you waved at me
those smiles you gave won't let me be
unspeakable were the thoughts i bore
kingsley gave me a reason to bother
i loved you but you loved him more
i told you sweet lies you did not buy
because you listen to another guy
unspeakable was the sight that i saw
jackson after all was not an angel
i loved you but you loved him more
poem by Ray Anyasi
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Kiss – all the bliss
I long for a tryst
To have a heart-full talk,
That you should hatch.
Else, will loosen my stalk.
I long for a scan
Of your face and eyes,
That you should own.
Else, rests not my vibes.
I long for a touch
And a press of your palm,
For that you should stretch.
Else, my palms get spasm.
I long for a hold,
A hold of your lean arm,
That you don’t withhold.
Else, I am out of form.
I long for a breath
On your nape and hairs,
That you better bequeath.
Else, it sends me to despair.
I long for a brush,
A mild one, of your lobe,
That you better slight.
Else, abate not my throbs.
I long for a pinch,
A pinch of your stern nose,
That you don’t retrench.
Else, my nerves go tense.
I long for a lift,
A lift of your blunt chin,
That you cannot but accept.
Else, my heart gets pain.
I long for a kiss,
A kiss on your lower lip,
That now you can’t dismiss.
Else, my soul would slip.
I long for your head
To lean on my breast,
That you no need to dread.
There lies your abode of rest.
I long for this unison,
For me, a heavenly mission,
That you can commission.
Else, I am lost in omission.
Bring out the supremacy
That runs in your blood,
To draw me in intimacy.
There lies unfelt ecstasy.
Mere lips bring orgasm
If love is in blossom.
Empty you of fear.
Incomes all the cheer.
11.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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An Excerpt
i know...ha-ha-ha...i'm happy for you..
it's good you don't have children yet, at least you can do whatever you want. but in my case i have two boys and it's like a domino reaction.
mawala na ang trust nila sa ako-a.
(they will lose their trust in me)
maybe if i am divorced i could do whatever i want without any consequence.
maybe that's why she can do it because she is separated from her husband and she likes you to start with.
well
maybe i will too! if i am in her situation.
lami gud ang orgasm..ha-ha-ha
(orgasm is exciting)
maksingit gyud ko ug ahat,
(maybe i will scream)
ha-ha-ha
what a lengthy exposition when what you can do is simply make a very short and erotic
poem
ha-ha-ha, was that a poem already?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Orgasm
You come to me
In my thoughts,
When I orgasm.
No matter,
How many
Men
I sleep with,
I always have
Sex
With you.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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A Husband's Regret
she got pregnant only once
on the third month yet
they still made love on the
hard floor of the house
and the lights were on
to see their beautiful
bodies soaked with sweat
and she moaned and blood
flowed and what she got
was not an orgasm but
an abortion
she recovered in the hospital
after a papsmear
and he bought a puppy all
white to mark the beginning
of his regret
on that sad day
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Woman is awakening
His eyes went weary of my body.
No more is he curious to tear me.
Erotic pleasure is the causality.
How long could I go forgoing orgasm?
01.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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1.11 Childhood's Dream
The buds got nourished and ripened,
Into flowers beautifully brightened,
Flowers - multicoloured flowers,
Not a step without her showers. [1]
It surrounded the vision around,
Burning with melodious sound,
Churning the calm air around,
Itching with ecstasy unbound. [2]
Thoughts were at such a stage,
Shadows and light would break,
Untouching brightness unbound,
Too inadequate to fault her down. [3]
The flower - its beauty did peek,
Plucked away with sorrows deep,
Leaving its fragrance to seep,
Everlasting - a dream - a cheat. [4]
The childhood dream one sees,
Infrequently ever matures to be,
The cherished goals with sincerity,
Be crushed with matured cruelty. [5]
Only those in life really gain,
Who choose the life's real aim,
Diligently following the same,
Not lost in childhood games. [6]
The glow of all stages in life,
Be lost as gloom does arise
That life, youth, age are cries,
When nothing is now a prize. [7]
The life full of sweet dreams,
Ends - and one wishes to team,
With BLISS - that eternal bliss,
Hoping Lord's grace would kiss. [8]
poem by Munnan Misra
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Hype, Demystified
it lies in the sleigh of the hand
it lies in explosions before triggers
it lies in making up for the fact.
it lies as the investment of an investment
it lies in the trajectory of its rapture
from itself towards itself
being reeled up in limbo
being enjoyed in its self-indulgence.
it lies baiting for a prize
which lies as the bait
it lies oxidized
in the pulling of airs.
it lied in a climaxing flux
out of nowhere towards nothing
it lied in the whimper of its orgasm
it lied in turning you on
it lied.
poem by Chris Jelens
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Ecstacy In An Orgasmic Poem
a poem too can be male and female
the way we want it
i write it upon your urging
you say you are lonely and you have no one
to trust or to speak or to sleep with
you are vacant and blank and empty
you are crying all alone and you wipe your tears
in the silence of the four corners of your room
you open up a need. and i am there to fill it up.
i am silent too. and i know when to stand and when to sit
upon your gentle command.
you ask for a poem about love. i write it.
you want something harder. you want me to dance the
dance of lust. i comply.
i write a poem about an orgasm of words.
an ecstasy buried on some free verses.
i bow down to your urges. you too bow down before me.
as i uncover what wraps me, what encloses me.
we open up like flowers shedding off leaves.
we face the reality that we are big enough to understand
the power of ejaculation and the receptacles of orgasm.
we look at each other eye to eye only to close our eyes again.
then our mouths fuse. everything fuse. Interlocking.
and then it rains. we take shelter in each other's arms.
we live again. we throw away all the sighs. we have become one.
the gods find us and they are filled with what they once felt too.
there are no words possible.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Everyone Lies
“Lie not me”
Think again:
Everyone lies
Every day
Every night
All your life
How do you lie?
When:
You exaggerate
Brag
Aggrandize
PontificateWithhold love, affection
Do something you don’t want to do
Don’t do something you want to do
Pray for some-thing
Fake orgasm
Masturbate and fake orgasm (Just kidding)
Tell children Santa Claus and Tooth Fairy are real
Dress up when you want to wear sweats
Make excuses for being late
Look in the mirror and see what’s not there
Cheat at cards
Park in handicap space without permit
Smile when you don’t feel like it
Frown when you want to smile
Ask for senior discount before you’re a senior
Tell Aunt Tillie her blue hair is beautiful
Say “The check is in the mail”
Wear hat to cover your bald spot
Say grace when all you want to do is eat
Vote for the lesser of two evils
Mark voters pamphlet
Say “Officer I was only doing 55”
Say “The dog farted not me”
Play the “Blame-game”
Deny anything
Talk without listening
Say “That’s not my Playboy magazine”
Say “I never masturbate”
Say “I’m fine” when you’re not
Had enough?
Everyone lies!
poem by Ray Lucero
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Devil In Disguise
(gram parsons/chris hillman)
Shes a devil in disguise -- you can see it in her eyes
Shes tellin dirty lies -- shes a devil in disguise -- in disguise
Now a woman like that, all she does is hate you
She doesnt know what makes a man a man
Shell talk about the time that shes been with you
Shell speak your name to everyone she can
Shes a devil in disguise -- you can see it in her eyes
Shes tellin dirty lies -- shes a devil in disguise -- in disguise
Unhappiness has been her close companion
Her world is full of jealousy and doubt
It gets her off to see a person crying
Shes just the kind that you can do without
Shes a devil in disguise -- you can see it in her eyes
Shes tellin dirty lies -- shes a devil in disguise -- in disguise
Her number always turns up in your pocket
Whenever you are looking for a dime
Its alright to call her but Ill bet you
The moon is full and youre just wasting time
Shes a devil in disguise -- you can see it in her eyes
Shes tellin dirty lies -- shes a devil in disguise -- in disguise
In disguise [in disguise] in disguise [in disguise]
song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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Oh Horny Night
Erotic parody of the Christmas classic, O Holy Night
Oh horny night
My lover's glow in the dark condom is brightly shining
It is the night of my first sweet orgasm's birth
Long do we plan to lay panting and lustfully moaning
Till the dawn appears
We will make the most of what this night's worth
A thrill of desire
Our sweaty bodies rejoice
For yonder breaks thru my hymen a new and glorious moaning
Oh how he adores
When before my man
I fall to my knees
Oh hear the rising of erotic voices
Oh on this night so divine
Oh on this night when a virgin's first orgasm is born
Oh with a man so very sexy and divine
Oh on this night, this night so very delicious and divine
Pantie lines my man shall break
So gentle and caring will be my lover
And in shouting out his name shall my fears shall cease
Sweet groans of joy together we'll share in greatful chorus as we
Explore intimate secrets inside and out
Moaning one another's names
Oh my lord!
Don't ever let him
Don't ever let him stop
Oh no oh no
All the sweet and tender things he is doing
On this night, oh on this night so delicious and divine
Oh no oh no
On this night, on this night so delicious and divine
Oh no oh no
On this night, on this night so delicious and divine
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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And, Magic!
and so once again,
spring hath violated
the tomb of god,
and brought forth magic!
shadows dance,
seeds are planted.
life bursts through
the frozen casket...
light begins anew,
poets too long slumbered,
cast the webbing from their eyes,
birthing words into being.
thunderstorms, and magic.
the sun carries the hands of time.
summer dares come, wave upon wave,
poets dance naked in the moonlight.
lovers come together,
fission, and creation.
worlds are formed,
history testifies!
wine lusts for the lips,
as flesh for flesh.
the drums beat wildly,
death is but orgasm!
all too soon,
autumn aproaches.
the harvest of desire,
fires built in the night.
hair turns grey,
thoughts lose form.
leaves begin to turn,
and fall, tis magic!
and poets rhyme the turning
of the earth and the sea.
worship the shell shocked earth,
dance in the memory....
then leaves turn brown,
decay, and return.
poets lose their eyesight,
follow the beat of the heart.
the winter chill comes,
barelimbed trees offer prayers...
at the graves of the poets,
marked by fresh fallen snow.
words lost, or engraved forever,
in the coming of spring,
in darkness to light...
what else could it be...
but magic!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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