Sensuality Poems
I "Would"! (English [Shakespearean] Sonnet)
by Rascal the Bard
I "would" weave You love’s softest, warming dream,
with gold and silver ribbons threaded bright;
around it, gently wrap a silk moonbeam,
that you may ever glow within its light.
I "would" make you two combs, so very fine,
from tiny pearl-lit shells picked from the sea,
with stars above to add their spark’ling shine;
to place them in your lustrous hair from me.
......
sixteen
by Maya Barnes
sweet, sixteen is so
sweet as candy, unforgiving as the sour aftertaste
the parties and the gifts
that feeling of paradise
that comes with the simple number
more mature than the year before
yet lacking the responsibility of the adultness you crave
i’ve reached this ripe age
although i feel as though my time as come and gone
my friends
......
Orgasmic Outburst
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
On a night’s blue bed spread
For their sensuous odyssey…
The hearts throb in their minds
Pregnant with their lusty fantasy…
A cock and a cunt all together
In an intoxicating act of ecstasy...
Bodice slid off her milky body
......
Autumn
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Autumn was first seen from the
Lens of slumber,
Frozen on the lane of thoughts
For the living-dead.
Framed on the loose, huge secretions
Of essence,
The womb of Autumn, slack and grey,
Let fall the perched maple leaves,
(Borrowing the yellowness of northern
Diseases and the redness of a soutenuer's eyes —
......
Pied Piper of Exotic Desires
by Jayesh Goyal
I met her digitally, surely just by chance, the lady draped in a charcoal black saree, she melts me with her eyes
Her sweet innocent looks and her curves & contours, put me in a state of daze
Her charm could make me fall, I had to be extra cautious as her volcanic lips spoke without a sound
Her eyelashes fluttering innocently on my desires as she moved me playfully around her femininity
She is a beautiful art of Picasso and a bouquet of jasmine & wild orchids decorated with wild grass
Fascinated by her ruby like lips, helpless tongues seduced - she made me drown into her desires
She captivated me under spells of hypnotic waves, wild vibrant sparkling, on black and gold tones
She pushed me into a world of illusion while her beauty breathed fantasies into me
She has whispered many wild and vivid conversations into my thoughts, as tongues tango in silence - long and slow - slipping, sliding and gentle as a cumulus cloud kiss
As the tongue tamed the mad lozenge, delicately and artfully
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Autumn
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Autumn was first seen from the
Lens of slumber,
Frozen on the lane of thoughts
For the living-dead.
Framed on the loose, huge secretions
Of essence,
The womb of Autumn, slack and grey,
Let fall the perched maple leaves,
(Borrowing the yellowness of northern
Diseases and the redness of a soutenuer's eyes —
......
I "Would"! (English [Shakespearean] Sonnet)
by Rascal the Bard
I "would" weave You love’s softest, warming dream,
with gold and silver ribbons threaded bright;
around it, gently wrap a silk moonbeam,
that you may ever glow within its light.
I "would" make you two combs, so very fine,
from tiny pearl-lit shells picked from the sea,
with stars above to add their spark’ling shine;
to place them in your lustrous hair from me.
......
Orgasmic Outburst
by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar
On a night’s blue bed spread
For their sensuous odyssey…
The hearts throb in their minds
Pregnant with their lusty fantasy…
A cock and a cunt all together
In an intoxicating act of ecstasy...
Bodice slid off her milky body
......
Her Six Yards of Sensuality
by Jayesh Goyal
Her sweet innocent looks, put me in a state of reverie - draped in a sari, she looked spectacular and gorgeous
The six yards of grace, sophistication untouched, redefined the word 'femininity - it covered her beauty with all its layers, yet oozes the oomph and call for glares
With nimbus clouds of fantasies as pen, the universe as canvas – I attempt to describe the girl in the sari
Her eyes, brighter than the blinding flares of the midsummer sun - filled with sensation and curiosity, longing for the unknown, desperate for illumination
Eyes so wide, so deep, filled with delicate roses - elegant as the flowing dress of the goddess Aphrodite, filled with passion, with fantasies, with desire.
Oh, rose addicted lips, cruel and beautiful, whisper her desires and deliberate - what does she deride more, the ache or the release?
Exposed nape of her neck - indented & erotic - it whispers, quietly sings a sensual song
Vapours from her oxters rose all around like musk-infested mist in fairyland tropical forests
She caught me and whispered to me - stop your navel gazing, there’s a world exploding out there
So icy hot is her music, as her symphony resonates, ooh la la ……
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sixteen
by Maya Barnes
sweet, sixteen is so
sweet as candy, unforgiving as the sour aftertaste
the parties and the gifts
that feeling of paradise
that comes with the simple number
more mature than the year before
yet lacking the responsibility of the adultness you crave
i’ve reached this ripe age
although i feel as though my time as come and gone
my friends
......
