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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Real name: moses nyati Started poetry 2014 Improving and feeding my brain daily is my standard.
She Is Inviting
With a face looking innocent.
With a voice so sweet.
A voice gentle.
Speaking in my ears.
Slowly opening her thighs.
Chocolate colored thighs.
That makes you feel
You flying high
Above
In the skies.
She wants satisfaction.
My fingers itching.
To touch.
Her lips in my mouth.
She is sucking to death.
With passion.
Eating her step by step.
Slim waist.
Holding her tight.
Never leaving her side.
Gently squeezing tha soft booty
Not forget the precious boobs to be squeezed gently like a gentle man.
She is holding...
With a voice so sweet.
A voice gentle.
Speaking in my ears.
Slowly opening her thighs.
Chocolate colored thighs.
That makes you feel
You flying high
Above
In the skies.
She wants satisfaction.
My fingers itching.
To touch.
Her lips in my mouth.
She is sucking to death.
With passion.
Eating her step by step.
Slim waist.
Holding her tight.
Never leaving her side.
Gently squeezing tha soft booty
Not forget the precious boobs to be squeezed gently like a gentle man.
She is holding...
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Working In Darkness Profit Never Seen
Every day a mob is chosen
Different in apearance size.
Once pressing on has began
Each labourer toils for quality
Busy in his line of work.
Focusing on a single point.
Labour after labour
No sign of rest when the clock seems to stop ticking when you get tired of toil.
Wishing to see the sun rising early in a clear sky.
Sunrise to them is a sign of rest
Sign of
Reabsorption of life lost in gains of other fellers..
Only to receive and eat from the crums of a steak.
A fallen and loosened skin.
Deep sunken eyes,
Swollen protruding curvy...
Different in apearance size.
Once pressing on has began
Each labourer toils for quality
Busy in his line of work.
Focusing on a single point.
Labour after labour
No sign of rest when the clock seems to stop ticking when you get tired of toil.
Wishing to see the sun rising early in a clear sky.
Sunrise to them is a sign of rest
Sign of
Reabsorption of life lost in gains of other fellers..
Only to receive and eat from the crums of a steak.
A fallen and loosened skin.
Deep sunken eyes,
Swollen protruding curvy...
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They Named It Death I Call It Lifeless
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Short and Brown
She opened quick,
I was viewing it slow.
Juices began to flow quick
To my down.
Her mouth opened.
With a gentle small voice she is calling.
With a face of desire.
Slowly I moved
My muscles towards the opened.
Wonderin'
Should it be quick,
Or slow and romantic.?
Should I speak,
Or do it in
Silence.
Doing with passion
I parted my fingers to touch
In gentle slow.
She is huge,
Curved, brown and short.
Am small and
Tall with chest wide.
I touch with my fingers in gentleness
I squeezed
And...
I was viewing it slow.
Juices began to flow quick
To my down.
Her mouth opened.
With a gentle small voice she is calling.
With a face of desire.
Slowly I moved
My muscles towards the opened.
Wonderin'
Should it be quick,
Or slow and romantic.?
Should I speak,
Or do it in
Silence.
Doing with passion
I parted my fingers to touch
In gentle slow.
She is huge,
Curved, brown and short.
Am small and
Tall with chest wide.
I touch with my fingers in gentleness
I squeezed
And...
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Happiness
The clouds are empty in the sky.
Roses lifted high.
The birds are singing
The winds are whistling.
Peace is reigning.
People are dancing.
Life is easy,
No hard feelings.
Kindness
Hopes established
Happiness standard of livin'
Looking forward to that kind of life.
Roses lifted high.
The birds are singing
The winds are whistling.
Peace is reigning.
People are dancing.
Life is easy,
No hard feelings.
Kindness
Hopes established
Happiness standard of livin'
Looking forward to that kind of life.
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Licking And Siping!!!
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She Was A School Girl I Was A School Boy
COVERED
In her SCHOOL UNIFORMS
She was
School rules she always FOLLOWED.
LISTENING
She did listen to her TEACHERS.
I always KNEW BEYOND
That OBEDIENCE
I always KNEW BEYOND
That UNIFORM
She WORE
There was SOMETHING.
HIDDEN.
I always KNEW.
SHE
HAS
UN COMPROMISED
BEUTY
I always KNEW
She had HIDDEN
POTENTIAL
Till I saw her SMILE.
CONVENCED
I became that SHE
Is an ANGEL.
Till she found freedom from school
Her TRUE
HIDDEN BEUTY
Was UNCOVERD
I always PRETENDED
That MY HEART
Is...
In her SCHOOL UNIFORMS
She was
School rules she always FOLLOWED.
LISTENING
She did listen to her TEACHERS.
I always KNEW BEYOND
That OBEDIENCE
I always KNEW BEYOND
That UNIFORM
She WORE
There was SOMETHING.
HIDDEN.
I always KNEW.
SHE
HAS
UN COMPROMISED
BEUTY
I always KNEW
She had HIDDEN
POTENTIAL
Till I saw her SMILE.
CONVENCED
I became that SHE
Is an ANGEL.
Till she found freedom from school
Her TRUE
HIDDEN BEUTY
Was UNCOVERD
I always PRETENDED
That MY HEART
Is...
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Don't Allow Dawn To Cover Me
Before it's dawn, shine for me please.
I've seen the twilight in its rising.
I've beheld its glory, and warmth from my heart.
I just wanna smell it with my wide opened eyes through my heart again.
Am loosing it's gentle yet strong touch that can't be easily loosed.
Am fearing for myself cause am at the edge of loosing it.
Am failing to keep up cause it feels so un reciprocated.
Not intentional neither exceptional.
Its becoming the opposite of...
I've seen the twilight in its rising.
I've beheld its glory, and warmth from my heart.
I just wanna smell it with my wide opened eyes through my heart again.
Am loosing it's gentle yet strong touch that can't be easily loosed.
Am fearing for myself cause am at the edge of loosing it.
Am failing to keep up cause it feels so un reciprocated.
Not intentional neither exceptional.
Its becoming the opposite of...
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New Life
New life has sprung.
In it's rising followed with beams of light.
New beginning with no glance of the end.
No thick stains of corruption in the mind.
Filled with pure thoughts in mind.
With an innocent cute little face and eyes.
Light of happiness has been brought to life.
Anger and sadness of the world has been swept in a moment.
A cause to see a new morning has been found.
People lost,
Leaving sadness behind.
But a new flower has sprung to life,
In a bloody guilty stained
Corrupt merciless world.
A world filled with starvation for...
In it's rising followed with beams of light.
New beginning with no glance of the end.
No thick stains of corruption in the mind.
Filled with pure thoughts in mind.
With an innocent cute little face and eyes.
Light of happiness has been brought to life.
Anger and sadness of the world has been swept in a moment.
A cause to see a new morning has been found.
People lost,
Leaving sadness behind.
But a new flower has sprung to life,
In a bloody guilty stained
Corrupt merciless world.
A world filled with starvation for...
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Heart In Pieces
I smile
Inside am crushed,
Dead into un numbered pieces.
I have been polluted with unquenched love.
With a face of pretence am trying
To survive.
I don't know were else to run.
Now no fun
I want
I gave mine heart whole.
But now inside am left with a deep hole.
With scars so deeper
You pernetrated my heart
For the purpose of killin it.
What else do you want?
Let me nurse my heart,
In peace!
Inside am crushed,
Dead into un numbered pieces.
I have been polluted with unquenched love.
With a face of pretence am trying
To survive.
I don't know were else to run.
Now no fun
I want
I gave mine heart whole.
But now inside am left with a deep hole.
With scars so deeper
You pernetrated my heart
For the purpose of killin it.
What else do you want?
Let me nurse my heart,
In peace!
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So Who Is She?
I miss her,
But who wouldn't miss thighs
And a booty who's ringtone was
Baby come get some
That's still love right?
Dang! I miss her chocolate or ice cream,
Horrors or chick flicks favourite meal?
Ok so I don't know a few things about her.
But I can still tell how she loved to be kissed.
Slow passion with body caugh.
Little tongue
Then lust saught.
Held each other close and told ourselves we cared.
Open legs, open testimony, open emotion.
So what if shagged a little?
Jump on another homie, and do the same thing.
If love is a...
But who wouldn't miss thighs
And a booty who's ringtone was
Baby come get some
That's still love right?
Dang! I miss her chocolate or ice cream,
Horrors or chick flicks favourite meal?
Ok so I don't know a few things about her.
But I can still tell how she loved to be kissed.
Slow passion with body caugh.
Little tongue
Then lust saught.
Held each other close and told ourselves we cared.
Open legs, open testimony, open emotion.
So what if shagged a little?
Jump on another homie, and do the same thing.
If love is a...
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