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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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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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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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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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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Flowers In A Vase
A bunch of flowers
Sat in a vase
Colourful and lonely
A mind looks at them
Wondering
What is it they have to say
Are they a thank you
Or a gift of love
Are they an apology
Or given in remorse
Perhaps they are for nothing
Given to bring a smile
The mind looks on
Wondering for a while
The flowers sit in their vase
Unmoved by thought
Or the reason given to them
A little water at their base
To keep them fresh for a while
They are the end of the day
Just flowers in a vase
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Flowers
(orbison/dees)
When I was a boy I ran among the flowers
Looking left and right at the bright array
I played through the spring, whiled away the hours
Lingered with the flowers every day
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, along the way
When the summer ends and the storms of life are over
When the winter comes and the petals fall away
They may write it on my stone, he was just a roller
But he stopped to pick some flowers along the way
Flowers, pretty flowers, flowers, lifes bouquet
Flowers, picked some flowers, along the way
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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A Request
lady since you cannot
explain to me
orgasm in words
or even in poetry
i have one request
will you please demonstrate
it to me?
i am a slow
learner, so please
repeat it over and over
again.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rivalry only yields fruits.
Plants vie with each other
To give flowers in different colours.
They have to catch eyes of bees.
Bees vie with each other
To imbue force with their breeds.
They have to be early birds.
Flowers are colourful.
Bees are black moors.
A perfect combination.
Woman, mind your face.
Man, mind your force.
25.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lovely flowers
Clour clour
Flowers on
The world...
With out fly
Sitting on the trees
And plants...
Clours flowers
Fly...
Some time air
Fly the flowers
Are making lovely earth...
Flowers are lovely...?
Lovely are flowers..!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Beauty is for women
Flowers dress themselves in different colours
To attract bees, who are not colourful.
Flowers mind visits of bees, not their colour.
Hence women dress to get spotted.
20.09.2000, Vijayavada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Topsy-Turvy
You would have seen
Flowers bearing fruits.
Have you seen
Fruits producing flowers?
Yes! Nature is made artificial!
How is it? Can you surmise?
It is the art
Of carving colourful flowers
From different fruits!
Nature is turned topsy-turvy!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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A Rare Flower Blooms Only Once In a Blue Moon!
Just as Nature is an inspiration to spirit
Poetry is an inspiration to the heart ever!
Musical poems full of meaning delight all
Like the freshly blossomed flowers do to all!
Poems delight heart, inspire mind and
Elevate spirit to higher level ever in bliss!
Poems mean inspiration and delight to heart
That remain in mind ever to inspire soul ever!
Nature and poetry are reality and reflection
As Shakespeare did with his art of poems
Reflecting human life in all its totality ever
As rare flowers alive for all to enjoy ever!
Poems of such kind are flowers of rare variety
Such flowers bloom only once in a blue moon!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Mt. Everest
I don't have to
Climb
Mount Everest
To feel on
Top of the
World.
I just have to
Pour myself
Into his mouth.
He makes me
Move the world.
(Poem themed on Orgasm)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Ugly Flowers
Ugly flower
Anything in
The world...?
No...
Not its...
Beauty...
Very beauty flowers
Are there...
Normal flowers also
Are there...
Ugly flowers
Are not in
The world...
Many ugly flowers
Are born on some
Bleady people
Sole and mind only...
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Apart
A part of this world I open my eyes and breathe...
Apart of this world I wonder what they think of me on Facebook
A part of this world I laugh at how beautiful everyone is...
Apart of this world I check to see who likes my comments
A part of this world I live in the brilliant orgasm of now...
Apart of this world I lay down some anonymous hate as Guest42
A part of this world I sigh at the joke of separation
Apart of this world I struggle to connect to someone worth it
A part of this world I smile at every pretty girl...
Apart of this world I smile at the pretty girls
A part of this world I am very close, closer than comfort...
Apart of this world I feel so very far away and so alone
poem by Poet Dragon
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An Awareness Lesson
it is at the exact point
of your orgasm and my ecstasy
when the world in creation
is learned inside us
when we throw away all thoughts
in space
when we forget who we are
that reality unfolds
we have no eyes no mouths
we are nothing before
the magnificence of it all
pure light inside this darkness
a ball of fire
flaming and burning
us always unconsumed
in a world inexhaustible
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Universal Flowers
All all
Trees are
Earth flowers...
Wonder of
Green...
Making trees
Is
Not only
Earth flower's...
A unversel flowers...
Some flowers
Is big...
Some is...
Sumall...
That is not enough
Trees also
Flowers
For
The univers...!
Yes or not...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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