I have been thinking. Poetry is a special door to the soul. To deeper meaning in life than many realise. It is an art, pure in its beauty and endless in its scope for expression. It is with such thoughts in mind that I bring to you my magnum opus. It took a while, many re-writes but it is finished. I hope you like it and are inspired by it. Here goes.
An Ode to Lust and Wonder
I really want to shag a chick,
One who's hot and loves ma dick.
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over a year ago
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nice....but the true soul seeks more than just the pleasure of the skin.....we seek the warmth, excepance and desires to become one again with another soul....
I am a fan of Rumi and Pablo Neruda
read some of Nerudas works....he writes of pain and rejection....want and desire.
Hugs,
Lee
you might like this:
Sonnet XCV:Who ever desired each other as we do
Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look
for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned,
and let our kisses touch there, one by one,
till the flower, disembodied, rises again.
Let us love that Desire that consumed its own fruit
and went down, aspect and power, into the earth:
We are its continuing light,
its indestructible, fragile seed
Pablo Neruda |
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They're was a young pirate called Bate's
Who's hair was all tied up in plaits
He sat on his cutlass
which rendered him nutless
and made him useless on dates. |
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There once was bonny wee lass
Whose fanny was really first class
Her pussy would purr
And the lads would shout corr
What a fucking good shag ne'er to pass
Her ass was a firm as a peach
As she lay there nude on the beach
But the tide it came in
To the car she did run
And the cock in her hand like a bitch
In the car she got down to business
Sucking on cock and swallowing - no mess
The lights she did flash
And the lads they did dash
That beautiful FABBER called.......
(ANy resememblance to an Fabber name that fits with the last line is purely intentional and said in jest  |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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fugy is good ..fugy is fine
fugy fucks for dollars n dimes
so if a fugy fuck is your goal
hes the man tae stretch yer hole !!!
(females of course)
(humans)
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By (user no longer on site)
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There was a man called Carter,
He was one hell of a farter,
When a ship wouldn't go, and the wind wouldn't blow,
They called Carter, the Farter, the starter.
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By (user no longer on site)
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"All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners & change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak & hope. All the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect who might be searchingfor us". Narrator in The Wonder Years (1988)
some how fitting. |
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