Poetry, O ye who sucketh - Page 6

On September 08 2007 20:10 LeoTheLion wrote:
"bondage"

purity. essence of light
shining, unblemished and bright
sought by rebellious soul
fighting for freedom in flight


sensual lips and soft hair
enter his vision--and bare
flesh--catching glimpse of her glow
melting resolve unaware


pressure, it rises and burns
deep in his member and churns
agony, sweet! such desire
writhes as he tosses and turns


pleasure, the captive denies
frantic, and shaking he cries
No I will not I will not!
thrashing, bewildered, he pries
hands from engaging in thrust
please, I must not! I must not...
shrieking, enraged with disgust
knees crashing down in the dust


fallen. his essence unleashed
ritual of darkness complete
crawling to grace one more time
hoping to fly--to be freed.

On August 20 2007 09:27 HeadBangaa wrote:
Oh, here's a weird personal story from senior year of high school:
During the English AP test, their was a Vietnamese chick sitting across from me, wearing short-shorts. Her back was to me, but I could see her long, smooth legs, and she kept crossing and uncrossing them, and sometimes rubbing them as she read the papers. It made such a sweet sound as she rubbed them, I wanted to eat her asshole out right there so badly. So I had this boner, and i kinda pushed it down so that it was stuck between my pants and my legs. And I realized that I could jerk myself off by swinging my legs together, because the pants were taut and rubbed it perfectly. So I spent 45 minutes doing this, driving myself nuts. I mean, I can't cum, I'm in the library. But it was so perfect. So I said 'fuckit' and came. I had been doing it for so long and had so much cum, I had to stop mid-O so I didn't soak my pants (beige cargo, it was the nineties gimme a break). I kind of wobbled to the bathroom after the test to pee, and it went in all crazy directions; I pee'd on my shoes and everything. I think I fucked up my plumbing a little bit, but the problems went away after a few days. It was a positive experience overall. I told my girlfriend about it, but not about the Pho's legs :D
Hope you enjoyed my personal story.

On September 18 2007 07:32 defenestrate wrote:


Woolf, Sagan, Chomsky, Russell - each a fool.
Such pointless trash young gamers read by rote.
I, like Narcissus staring at his pool,
Assure you: nothing rivals my own quote.

George Carlin? Futurama? Starcraft nerds?
Pathetic, really, hardly worth a sneer.
And as I peer at my own lovely words,
I know that they are truly without peer.

On September 19 2007 19:50 FakeSteve[TPR] wrote:
O ancient thread, return to me
On ancient winds o'er ancient sea
By keyboard stroke, I summon thee
Return and entertain

defenestrate, pray, speak to me
Of Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee;
A tale of myth and fantasy
Of knights and dragons slain

Crank out some stanzas in the theme
Of whatsoever comes to me
My page refreshes endlessly;
Combine keyboard and brain

If you refuse, you'll only see
A golf club swift against your knee
Blood-drenched, I killed your family
Do you know what I'm sayin'