SH Poetry Corner

From rancid mud
clean white lotus flowers.

In an attempt to find the fan
my hands are dirtied,
and the runny mess of truth
will not be held,
So I've nothing left to throw
at this defective machine.

Inside us all there is an oasis
which lies hidden
concealed
by our outer drought

Last one for now.

Come criminal be mended
be bound and suspended
swing low,pump life into death
and as your soul bleeds away
as you take your last breath
think,I am reformed,
I will do evil no more.

All of my friends had a girlfriend when 15 and young,
They were trendy and good looking and probably well hung,

I was left out from the rest ignored and just someone plain
Why should they go out with me ? they had nothing to gain,

No one wanted to know, deep inside I would wonder why ?
For someones warm touch, to just want me, then to sleep id cry

Just a smile from a girl took me into heaven and past,
For days and days that would last

Not much to ask is it? when you need it most
A recognising smile, from its genial host.

In retrospect im not bitter because I now see the whole,
It was for a reason the force, made me see my soul

I think I tried to be good and kind to people I met
In their eyes they think, what you after pet ?

I made a promise for anyone who wanted to love me,
To give them everything I could as far as I could see.

Then it happened, I could never choose someone so lovely in years to come,
In not that intelligent, as a picker im undone

So it came to pass that we were wed 30 years ago today
And its true what they say it gets better every day,

So those that passed the ugly one by, may regret in now
They are all divorced and may wonder how, the ugly one got the sacred cow

Im not crowing by any means, and that is the truth,
Im sad that everyone cant feel this love under their roof

So for 30 years we never had another, then to swinging heaven we came,
Why, cos it was unfair to me that she never had another game,

So she tried and it was emotional, not all it seemed,
Argues ensued and not what we had dreamed,

But another lovely person burst on the scene,
Someone who really wanted my cream !

Ive never felt someone as warm as that,
When I did feel like a right old twat,

I felt real warmth and an understanding,
she didn’t complain when I found it hard to get outstanding

It was hard to accept, that someone wanted the fat ugly thing,
Which says more about her than anything

She wanted mrs more which was fair enough,
To dive deep into her now bald muff

My despair for the world in its selfish unrest,
Took a turn that day, and I saw the best,

Now I feel the luckiest on earth to have felt
2 people who have made me melt.

Mr B

Ditto that, well done though! And welcome to the forums

Oh Monty, I'm excited 'cos I really do feel sure...

....that those pelvic muscle squats that I do nightly on the floor,

Are really doing wonders to make my pussy tight...

....'cos you left your watch inside me when you fisted me last night.

Oooooooooo I love my weekly visit to the poetry section!!

Nice to see new(ish) members to the forum joining in

xanaisx