Spontaneous Rhyme (or Poetry) Challenge to Myself, or anyone else who'd join in!

#19

please wait
your words are beautiful
let me put my mind onto them.
I started to write
but lost the thought...
jolted was I...
lost in my rigmarole.
thus I lost
the chain of thoughts

...struggling to find it now...
please wait
let me gather my thoughts
and put them forth

now where did I keep them safely...
in the earthen pot...
no, they're not there...

was it behind the books...
the books looked
cluelessly at me...

I asked the Raven on the window sill...
did you steal my words?
ooh, said she,
I haven't heard...

I looked around
who can it be
the one who stole
my thoughts you see...

I sigh in Glee,
my power I can see,
as I fan your flames
much higher than ever.

don't you agree?
how's that to be?
what's most important?
I ask thee?

So to say...
show him the way,
that he should please me!

My thoughts are lost,
my mind is adrift,
The word I seek,
is like a lost gift,
I cannot write,
I cannot think.

I've searched the pot,
the books, the shelf,
I ask the raven,
on the window sill,
she's left
No trace of what
I seek so dearly.
But none can tell me
where my thoughts
have been lost.

I search my soul,
my heart,
my inner voice,
But all I find is flaming desire.
I ache,
I long,
I want to taste my prize,
And fan your flames
to heights that know no fire.

My soul is set aflame
with desire,
My heart beats fast,
my thoughts conspire
To drive me insane,
to make me cry,
For all I want is to be nigh,
To taste your lips,
to feel your touch,
To know your pleasure,
to be as such.

So show him the way,
come to me,
my friend,
my guide,
my tormentor,
My wayfarer,
my watcher,
my all,
I need you now,
I need you tall,
To make me whole,
to fill my heart,
To make me sing,
to make me start.

but... I know...
I know deep down...
What pleases me
most is your ache,
And in your pain,
my Greatest Pleasure I find.

Oh, look at my tender feet,
don't you feel you'd fondle?

Oh, look at me,
my feet upon your shoulders, your mouth works well,
between my thighs

My sigh of pleasure fills the air,
As he delights me,
with his tender care,
Not for the world,
not for the pain,
For all I want
is your tongue once to gain.

so be it...
His urge to hold her...
His mouth works well,
his tongue works like fire.
yet once again...
Hear her sigh of Glee,
as he watch me
as he pleasures me,
For in my pleasure,
He finds his own.

I sigh in Glee,
my power I can see,
As I fan your flames much higher than ever.

As I come in,
know that you'd have none,
What pleases me more is your ache.
not your fun...
 
#20

Feb16, Thursday,
05:19 hours
early on a cold Feb morn.
a talk with John...


🚺
Goddess would be better,
as I wanna be called forever,
but it's ok you see,
if you call me Glee!

🚹

thank-you for your interest,
I hope it gets more of trust!
And Goddess you maybe,
and one full of Glee,
I can not wait to see.


🚺
What'd you like to see?
I ain't showing my body,
Goddess only shows to her followers,
the followers are more of worshipers,
or one's as they'd be called,
all big ones, some maybe small

Great rhymes,
but too loud
but only one's are allowed,
I'll consider you a friend,
but no further amends,
I'd be locked from your eyes,
you'd not be allowed further tries!

🚹

To be counted as one of thee,
Now that would bring me great glee.
That one, I am not,
willing friend to be,
Here to worship the Goddess is the goal for me,
Show only what you allow me to see.

My heart is crushed,
I will never experience the rush.
but if it is friendship of a Goddess is the fate for me.
Let it be


🚺
it's ok,
we'd try,
some other time,
before the goddess dies!
and here would be born a little girl,
to spread her wings and unfurl!

Don't fly too far away
upon the cloudy day,
For little bird,
whose friendship was new,
Just flew.
I hoped she would've stayed!

ok,
let me frame a thread...
I'll post it here and be led,
I'm thankful to you.
you've been really helpful,
I'm called Glee,
a rather joyous plea
for a cruel mistress!
hoping less of stress...

I just got one fully faithful one
who'd be my first one. ...
here...
he wasn't ready for have it my way,
I convinced him into it...
so he's my first one...

I'll make more gradually!
I'm so happy.
he won't go away now.
he's my permanent one!

🚺
I'll talk later,
I've just got up .
need to go freshen up...
in his mouth...

hahaha
I've gotta see
who's there for me.
bye, my favourite tree!

I'll call you my mulberry tree,
as you're a good listener for free!

will you be one too?
no bad one for you?
maybe some would do,
in my blanket
ready to use!

🚹

Maybe little,
and there is a long shot. But I am friend not that!


🚺
I'll call you one,
If you're OK just for fun,
but if you're not
I won't force my lot!

but I loved a guy,
who was stubborn
but finally complied!
bowed down to me,
to my efforts,
called it somewhat mean!
but finally bowed to my plea!

yeah, of course,
no doubt she'll do
a shy boy is also in the queue,
but I'm unsure if he'll do,
I'm down with fever and flu,
Just pray for me,
won't you?

I wanna write a story...
as a starting bit...
in the story...
with many ends...

I start off
and the story is carried on by others...
•••
 
#21
I turn around,
lifting my skirt slowly up over the cheeks of my ass.

"You know what to do now, don't you? Come on, I want to feel your tongue there, right now, but not just that... Do sniff it first; a few deep sniffs would do the trick!"

"Ahhhhh, I feel your breath, sniffing me, you ever eager tongue, longing to lick!"

You crawl to me, once more and put your tongue against my panties, running it up and down the crack of my ass. But just halt as you're told to sniff it first, so as an obedient pet you comply. Smelling my musky scent.

I take the panties by the edge and pull them down, slowly, as you sniff, and lick over the fabric, eager, as a pet would be.

"You want to kiss it, lick it right? Don't you my ass lover?", I say.

"You want to have your tongue in my tight asshole, don't you? Come on, quickly, get it in there, Right now!"

You sniff the asshole before you slide your tongue down the crack as I reveal more and more of my ass and slide my panties further down low.

You hope that this is just another of my teasing games.
You hope that we are about to get into more of what I like and I wouldn't interrupt it.
You are sure at this point that no one is coming over and you start to slide your tongue down the crack to my asshole, but just when you're sure of it, the doorbell chimes!

I laugh, sliding my panties up past your desperate, longing tongue still buried in the depth, yearning to have more.
I smoothen my panties and slide my skirt down.

"Right on time. I like that in a man. Oh, well, maybe some other time, my asslover. I need to answer the door, go into the other room, I'll call you when I need you. If at all I need you!"

My laughter echoes in the background of the bright yet dimly lit room!
 
#21
I turn around,
lifting my skirt slowly up over the cheeks of my ass.

"You know what to do now, don't you? Come on, I want to feel your tongue there, right now, but not just that... Do sniff it first; a few deep sniffs would do the trick!"

"Ahhhhh, I feel your breath, sniffing me, you ever eager tongue, longing to lick!"

You crawl to me, once more and put your tongue against my panties, running it up and down the crack of my ass. But just halt as you're told to sniff it first, so as an obedient pet you comply. Smelling my musky scent.

I take the panties by the edge and pull them down, slowly, as you sniff, and lick over the fabric, eager, as a pet would be.

"You want to kiss it, lick it right? Don't you my ass lover?", I say.

"You want to have your tongue in my tight asshole, don't you? Come on, quickly, get it in there, Right now!"

You sniff the asshole before you slide your tongue down the crack as I reveal more and more of my ass and slide my panties further down low.

You hope that this is just another of my teasing games.
You hope that we are about to get into more of what I like and I wouldn't interrupt it.
You are sure at this point that no one is coming over and you start to slide your tongue down the crack to my asshole, but just when you're sure of it, the doorbell chimes!

I laugh, sliding my panties up past your desperate, longing tongue still buried in the depth, yearning to have more.
I smoothen my panties and slide my skirt down.

"Right on time. I like that in a man. Oh, well, maybe some other time, my asslover. I need to answer the door, go into the other room, I'll call you when I need you. If at all I need you!"

My laughter echoes in the background of the bright yet dimly lit room!
Sorry goddess I have not been around
 
#22

Your words are kind,
your heart is true,
But I must say,
I'm not for you.
I'm not the type to send you pics,
Or engage in any trysts or fetters.

I'm looking for a friend,
not more,
Someone to smile with through the rain,
And share the joys and sorrows of life,
Without the need for smut or strife.

I hope you understand, my dear,
That I'm not the one so near.
But I wish you all the best,
And hope you find some rest.

So thank you for your offer,
But I must kindly decline.
I'm not looking for that friend,
like the beginning of the end.

I wish you all the best,
And hope that you will find
The friend you seek, and more,
in life's long and winding road.
Somebody to touch your heart,
and made you feel,
a bit less lonely,
in this crowded world!
 
Your words you say are kind and true
Tho you say I’m not for you
There are things to understand
I have a very busy life
And a woman who is my wife
This is not a time to say goodbye
For i feel out friendship is not nigh
You are still a true friend
one I hope will never end
For we still share a common thread
You know what happens in my head
The meet of minds is more my thing
Tell me how do I begin
your thoughts and poems mean more to me
Than sexual favours of poop and pee
I think you’re kind
I think you’re fun
I hope that we can still be one
Although that might not be
Very frequently
Do not say goodbye my friend
Just see you soon
It’s not the end…
 
№23

add an image too if you Google the title...

https://www.google.com/imgres?imgur...bROpeM&w=773&h=1000&hl=en-GB&source=sh/x/im/4

Mr Grumpledump's song revisited!

Everything is wrong,
the days are long,
But it gives us time for so long!
Sunshine's too hot!
But it gives us heat we need!
Wind is too strong!
But it gets us high in the wind!
Clouds are too fluffy,
but they hold a silver lining!
Grass is too green,
but here it's never seen!
Ground is so dusty,
as dusty can be!
Sheets are too clean,
but dirtier as I sit on!
Stars are too twinkly,
but some I really cannot seen!
the moon is too high!
Let it be high or some will steal it!
Water too drippy!
But we'd have to buy it to drink!
Sand is too dry!
But it slips through our hands as time!
Rock is too heavy,
Yeah to heavy to rock n roll!
the feather is too light!
Yeah, none high winds they'd fly!
the kids are too noisy,
Let the kids be as they are!
the shoes are too tight,
but I still feel them light,
the folks are too happy,
why don't you sing along,
as they singing their song!
They're not saddened
let them be happy!
why can't they see
everything is wrong!
It's not so wrong,
everything's alright!

Mr Grumpledump's song
Needs to be reviewed and revisited!
 
№24

A sound called etcetera!

Your story was graceful and beautiful,
A poem in prose, it seemed to me.
Not hot, but with a hint of heat,
Enough to leave the reader to dream.

Elegant, as befits your name,
A story to be savored and enjoyed.
Thank you for sharing your gift with us,
We are all richer,
deep within our hearts.

A graceful story,
beautiful and fine,
Like a poem,
hardly hot, yet seems all mine.
A bit for the reader to fantasize,
The rest left to the author's feelings divine.

A graceful story, beautiful indeed,
A poem to my heart, it is indeed
Not hot, but left me wanting more,
To fantasize and let my mind explore

The elegance of the author's name,
Etcetera, a name so tame,
But the words they write,
they set me free,
To dream of all
that ever could be!

The story...
https://literotica.com/s/circus-stunt
 
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I wish you could feel me gliding in and out

Pushing pushing deeper as you beg for more

I want my cum to heat your belly inside and out.

Will you taste me, will you drink me down?

Will you kiss me as our sex combines in our mouths?


My cock is for you to use as you like

I want you to need me as I knead you

Your bountiful breast, if laden with milk

I will ease the pressure and fill my belly if you have no milk

I will drink your sex, and I will probe as deep as my tongue will travel.


Where is my goddess? My priestess?

My darling, I need to pay homage to your perfect lips above and below

I place my mouth to drink your honey

I bet you have never been licked and loved

By any man as devout to your dripping sex than me.

Your pussy, your breasts, mouth or ass?

Tell me your need


I hear you are called to flight…

Maybe you rather I be in control, to hold you down

To feel you resist as you beg for me to breed with you

My eyes half-closed as I write

But my body is open for you, what will you do with me?


Not my best, but a simple request

If you burn inside and need to share

Or need your fetishes given freely

Whether designed to be your plaything

Or who plays with you.

I want to be your source of pleasure, and your source of fun.


Remi ~
 
Just a collection of my spontaneous rhyming thoughts, if you'd like to call them poetry, maybe!
They're written and done at the spur of the moment since my birthday in Feb2022 last year.
I'd collect them here.
Now with the dates when they were written.
I don't know if I'm allowed.
So I'll just wait for a day or two...
See if I'd be interrupted.
I'd have some nsfw stuff too.
If you're Feeling Alone
And you Are At Home

Don't Let Fear The Night
You May Turn Off

The Light
And Do What Like😶
 
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