MASTURBATION

masturbationIt’s always been a fascination

I’ve never lacked for motivation

Always finding the inspiration

A wonderful form of relaxation

Much more fun than meditation

Starting with some stimulation

You get that feeling of elation

As it begins its elongation

Followed by the levitation

Then waiting in anticipation

Of enjoying that final sensation

As I race toward my destination

My breaths rush in serious vexation

Body doused with perspiration

My whole being quaking with the ejaculation

And with that last suspiration

Comes the reaching of pacification.

Written by Pink Panther

THE UNCOMMON MAN

tumblr_m8tr2aLSfQ1qd9ql4o1_1280To every man who’s ever been looked in the eye and told he’s too much:

You who left the fold before they folded it off you

You who came out inventing your own how-to-scale-a-wall with on consonants

Let them call you different

Let them bait the minnows of your heart

Show them your heart is a school of fish, a solar system of all moons

When asked, say, “My heart is always causing the mating season.”

When they call you full of yourself, say, “Yes, I do breathe better air.”

Breathe in their scorn and breathe out Eldorado. Continue reading

An Anniversary Message

happy-anniversary-wishes-cardsA KDian is celebrating his love for his boo by penning something to mark the one-month anniversary of their relationship, which is today. So, if this boo is reading, this is for you.

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Words are words and Talk is Cheap.

You hear me say this all the time – “Facta non Verba”…

But these words carry my heart.

I woke up to the touch of a morning

The thirst for your warmth left my heart

Susceptible to a great want, blazing like a flame

A flame which can only be stoked by your touch

A touch which I feel around me this morning Continue reading

A Verse to Your god

shadow-ITTo the man standing behind his self-made pulpit

Spitting the words: “God hates faggots!”

I’ve never seen exactly

Who it is that you paperclip your knees for

To hold your hands together and pray to

But I think I know what he looks like.

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I bet your god is about 5’10”

I bet he weighs 185

Probably stands the way a high school diploma does when it’s next to a SSCE certificate Continue reading

SOLILOQUY

g18Did I find you

Or simply thought that I did?

Our impassioned craze

Was it love or was it chemistry?

Numb we were, shorn to the feel

Of pain, of past, and scars of melted wounds

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Because we found something,

Or rather, because we thought we did,

 When we closed our eyes, exchanging vows

At the boulevards of Buenos Aires Continue reading

A Verse To Him

2. keep-calm-you-have-a-secret-admirer-1FOREWORD: So someone (whose name you’ll know soon enough) has a crush on our dear sweet Chestnut. This someone has a magic with words, and decided to cast a spell for us to read and delight in, and for Chestnut to know and…well, (who knows) perhaps step up his game. 😀

Here’s the poem. Read and enjoy.

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To Chestnut…

The first time we said, “Hello…”

It felt as though pterodactyls were flapping their wings against the corridors of my stomach.

That day, Cupid didn’t have an arrow large enough to hold an emotion this size

So he hijacked a plane and flew it into my chest. Continue reading

TALES OF THE HEART

36fc16a3b11d4686a0accecc08cebbd6I never knew there were powers

Beyond resistance

I never knew anything hotter than fire

Searing, branding my heart more than the panther’s claws

I never swam somewhere deeper than the wine-dark sea

I never thought of a sight more beautiful than Aurora of the Northward sky

Something more orgasmic than eating chocolate

Never could I have thought there was something more breathtaking

Than the sight of Victoria falls

How could I ever have seen a thing that the ocean cannot wash away

More dramatic than the theatrics of the Royals

More soothing than morning mountain air

Something so hope-inducing

So energizing, unending like the band on my finger

More fun and laughter than Kito Diaries Continue reading

Dear Ex Lover

sad-manWriter’s Note: I had a lover who I thought was the best thing ever that happened to me. Turns out he wasn’t. All through the five months we were together, he had a “significant other”, and I was just the side chick/dude. It hurt when I found out, and the verse below is the expression of my pain.

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Dear Ex Lover,

I promise I’ll stop chasing your memory in my dreams.

I’ll stop bringing your name up

Over cups of teas, toast, and loneliness

I will marry a man

And I will lay my heart on his chest

Like red roses on Mahogany caskets

And we shall have a daughter and she’ll have eyes that’ll remind me

That God still believes in second chances. Continue reading