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

[OtherMan]

How much real harm does harmless do
as words disarming spent?
The flirty charms alarm less few
than feelings swarming lent.

But words bear weight as any act,
and share and mate them all…
when woken true as spoken fact,
and dares their fate… to fall.

4/26/23

 

[OtherMan]

Would I rather be ignored
or rather be forgotten?
One implies I have implored-
the other unbegotten.

Though it’s plain they look the same…
they are both as silence sewn
into the mind as quite unkind…

I’d much rather be unknown.

5/1/23

 

[OtherMan]

A furrowed skin emotion,
parasitic, burrowed, seeps
within the borrowed notion,
paired as quick to marrow reaps

and shares the host’s reaction
whether it demures or heats
and wears foremost attraction,
and when she’s assured… she eats.

5/13/23

 

[OtherMan]

There’s the chair
you sit…
and snap teeth
tease…

What will I do
with the words,
“You suck.”

Chasing the false
pills of your
fucking disease…

waiting for
the fall apart
of me…

that never happens
in that pointed moment
that sees the last
of drawn tears.

5/20/23

 

[OtherMan]

Not negated
or relegated
to a corner
spot of horned
want that seems
only taunty of
of slutty spite…

of cuckholded
and fuck folded
sensitiving insecurity…

incesting self…

bent and weak
knees need…

that is the
debt of
desire…

paid.

5/20/23

 

[OtherMan]

There’s the center
of wrong…
there.

That spot of guilt…

of simply being
who was built…

the bricks of
sick…

there’s the wall.

5/20/23

 

[OtherMan]

The bone…

the hard part
no one touches.

The blunt expression
of possessive
passive passion
weak…

The electric
fuckity words
of fuck me…

so common…

as to be
trite.

Say something…

anything…

that might
be original born…

in a mind
trained and tamed
by thought…

fantasies
taught and taunted
and whipped into
a frenzy of
hard whimsy….

and violent
silence.

5/20/23

 

[goddessofglee]

#14
an anonymous writer...

Thank you Goddessofglee. Thy brain evokes a lightning charge and giveth the men and women delights.

A charming lovely lady

Clad in a billowing skirt

Covering her seductive allures

Kept the prying eyes astray

The allure and her beauty for only the one

Her one and only

Her equal and he joy

They shared a common taste

of fervent joy

They sauntered along the high street

Two charming souls

The envy of men and women and all

The shared respec, joy and love for all

They gave to the other nothing but joy

And fed each other the fruits of their mort

A warm sunny day, the parasol afloat

He led her determined to the seclusion they shared

She shied at his whisper, giveth me sweet

Her billowing skirt kept prying eyes away

Gentle her hand, she led him not astray

He smelt and yearned for her dank, sweaty brush

He moaned whilst she giggled and sighed deep in heart

He smelled and tasted her womanhood fertile

He gorged and he drank, he scraped and he prayed

May she never stop feeding her raw hors d'oeuvres

She shuddered and screamed, me Lord, me joy

He waited awhile, tis she came aground

And bit gently and firm, he wanted his crown

With a sigh and a blush, she opened her sluice

And washed his parched throat with liquid a gold

Her feed soothed him, a balm like aloe

Alas the well could give no more

Her oasis her bade a sad farewell

He emerged from within covered with joy

She smiled and they kissed, in eternal joy

 

[SearchandEnjoy]

When I was a young girl, I lied
and told a boy I’d never been tried
Boys are excited about virgins
so without any further urgings
He spent the night….deep inside!

 

[SearchandEnjoy]

Deep inside, my boyhood pulsing,
Trying to stop from instant convulsing,
My talk was bigger than my member,
It will be a night to remember,
For my performance, disappointing.

Sorry that event didn’t work out as well as you had hoped but I’m sure you have improved with practice.

 

[OtherMan]

It’s
dark
December’s
bold glance.
She’s the queen
of embraces
and chances
and looks…
from
warm depths,
from
cold strength
within…

but with
Mona Lisa’s
grin, reveals
she misses
claws scraping,
heating thick
sighs willed
from inside
painted
thighs,
sparking
stark stars
in the dark
of her
eyes.

5/23/23

 

[Simee72]

#3

why won't someone come and see,
I'd love to feel a tongue pass deep,
I'm all alone, it's not time to sleep,
feel my words as if they're real...

I'd like to sit on someone's mouth,
with his tongue deep onto my hole.
especially my ass, nice and warm
and quite surely, the tip of the nose
rubbing on my wet pussy hole.
drive me onto ecstasy cooed she
oh, I want that feeling, I wish it were real!

but will someone be there?
Urgently, if not immediately!
Goddess is waiting for thee!

I wait for thee
Thy Goddess of Glee
Ready to receive
Her poop
Or her pee
For I am a seat
To which she can sit
For i I am her toilet
To which she can shit.

 

[OtherMan]

Stand real,
pointed tall…
though a
stifled woman…
shut tight
in a space
suspicious
of the flame…
locked, bent,
blown and shown
blocked glory
in a cocked
whorey game.

5/26/23

 

[OtherMan]

I don’t want
this bell
to be a thing
that requires
poured,
tempered,
squeezed,
or squared
into any shaded
mold…
unless it’s yours.

I want
to cast
an airy brass
of clearest tone
echoed ring
that will
call just
single penitent
without the
bind…
unless it’s yours.


5/30/23

 

[OtherMan]

The wisdom of the sun is seen
in rising everyday
and recognizing that what has been
comes round again to play.

6/1/23

 

[goddessofglee]

#15
a reply to a guy...
he knows who he is...
or maybe he doesn't...
I replied to his post
a spontaneously thought thought...

**The Storyteller**

If you're not interested in my story,
That's fine, there are others who will.
There are many other tales to tell,
So many stories, so many poems, to write and sing
This isn't the only one.

No scarcity of people,
No dearth of verses,

Something that will last for a while,
Something that will touch the hearts of many.
We can write until our fingers bleed,
And still not run out of ideas, or leads.

So come join us, or don't,
The choice is yours.
But know that this story is not over,
It is just a beginning,
the beginning of no end.
So don't worry, my friend,
The story will be just fine.
I'll find others to help me,
And we'll create something divine!

 

[29wordsforsnow]

Some like the fish in the sea,
some their feet on stable ground
or sitting high on a cherry tree
listening to a fairy wing's sound

So maybe these
poems aren't for any-
body than me
to please

Or for those never born,
for some in hope forlorn,
anyone that's torn,
the many forworn,

so just because
keep on rhyming

 

[OtherMan]

What purpose dream if don’t make it so.
What purpose want if won’t take it go.

What purpose can if not follow fall.
What purpose will if not answer call.

What purpose love if it cannot play.
What purpose one… if given away.

6/24/23

 

[OtherMan]

We follow sample drip we tip
from ample nippled teat.
We’re trampled while they slip the lip
and swallow all… and eat.

 

[alwaystheguy1983]

Take my hand
Exploring us in a distant land
For it is not in a limit
Do we find what we can emit
Find a trail, go off it for a distance
Say yes with no resistance
I feel our energy ripple
Take of your shirt, show nipple
Tease you with kisses upon them
Watching them harden like a stem
Put your hair up high
Take my cock, make it go bye
Exposed in this place
I’ll bind you with your lace
Beg me to enter you
I’ll fuck you true
Orgasm’s; a few
Having you think of I do

 

[AlinaX]

We'll make of the altar a bed
To fuck as soon as we're wed
They'll cry, "Let the best man win!"
As we indulge in adulterous sin
The priest who blessed you in this place
Will with his sceptre annoint your face
The maids will all attend my bride
With kisses sweet and tongues inside
The guests will clap and loudly cheer
Or in remembrance shed a tear
For is this not the truest love
To fuck in sight of God above?

 

[alwaystheguy1983]

We'll make of the altar a bed
To fuck as soon as we're wed
They'll cry, "Let the best man win!"
As we indulge in adulterous sin
The priest who blessed you in this place
Will with his sceptre annoint your face
The maids will all attend my bride
With kisses sweet and tongues inside
The guests will clap and loudly cheer
Or in remembrance shed a tear
For is this not the truest love
To fuck in sight of God above?

Damn, this is so fucking good

 

[AlinaX]

Inspired by the end of yours, so thanks.

 

[alwaystheguy1983]

Inspired by the end of yours, so thanks.

Going to read a lot of your writings now

 

[goddessofglee]

#16


I hesitate to write,
but couldn’t resist
Your writing style has my guts in a twist

I’m married and older,
hope to be bolder
I’ve domed and subbed
and I’m forty-one

Would love to explore
and help you more
on the journey as domme,
you sound hot and with wit,
as I try to rhyme the last bit


it's nice,
how do you propose
to please me and more?
that's me,
just try and see!

His hands are tied,
behind his back, alive
as I sleep on my bed...
how would he try without a shout,
when he's to use only his mouth.

using telepathy I said...
read my poem,
read my bio,
all written for you,
to go in the flow,
take your time,
don't be in a hurry
to please me!

Still in my sleep,
I thought I did feel,
someone creep near me,
maybe still sleepy in my bed,
or was it,
or did I dream instead?


I heard someone's thought...
With my hands behind my back
I do not know if I have the knack
to kneel beside her!

While she rested I’d let my lips trace up her thighs and her sides
to her neck and then her ear.
I'd whisper to dare...

“It’s time to wake
my Goddess, be awake!”


I hear you speak,
but I pretend to be asleep,
I want to see,
how a slave would treat,
the chance to defeat,
or feel the heat,
come on, do my behind,
cooed I, in my mind!

Smiling to myself as I slide back down your body,
my lips tracing boldly.
Pressing my lips against your left cheek,
my head working between your legs.

I breathe in deeply before my tongue runs across your puckered rose,
confident in the path I chose!


I want to feel more,
I thought,
not outward though,
Will he do more,
or will he choose to go,
still thinking in mind,
I pout my behind,
exposing treasure I hide
secured between my thighs...
let me have your wet lick,
under or over,
before I blink!


My tongue pushed inside,
moaning as I taste you,
hoping I’m pleasing you,
hoping I’m serving you!


I try my best,
lying on my breasts,
but pretend as a Goddess at rest,
but cannot control my wet thighs,
acting unaware,
mind very much there!

My nightwear is high,
treasure hidden behind
I finally turn on my back
give you more to enact...

It's then I see,
peep through my eye,
who is it whose here,
someone who'd dare,
I see a stranger,
who's just appeared...

Hi there, I say,
would you care to relay,
I'm the Goddess of a few
better be in your shoes!

the disappearing guy who lied ...
quite quickly I sighed!
...

Nice try...
it was something,
I tried the first time,
I do spontaneous rhymes
but pretty much alone,
but not quite live with a guy!
thank-you for the flow,
it felt great down low!


Apologies for departing tragically
But my eyes closed at 3 am rapidly
I would love another shot
Because I did think it was
getting hot


great,
let me know when you're here,
we'll play out the plan,
before we jump again...

read my poem,
read my bio...
it'd tell you a bit about,
what I look forward to!


As much as I’d love to pre-plan or make promises
My life (and wife, more like) can lead to near misses

You have me intrigued
and wanting more
Would you be open to mail,
with replies,
not instant?

I see in your poems
and posts here
That you’d love for my tongue to tease your derriere

Not just a tease,
a full touch,
a long lick
My tongue replacing,
pardon, my dick

Pushing inside you,
tasting you there

A moan from me
lay my thoughts bare

What more can I do
to this Goddess, that’s you!


I just yearn for a tongue!
not more,
but the chosen one,
to go deep into me
both pussy
and my pouting ass
nothing else but that...

why would it be?
the reason is that I feel the slave
as belonging to me
as my property
if he devours my stuff
into his mouth
which without doubt
makes him smell of me
and he'd taste me
and know I'm his giver...

rhyming is none
but my idea is fun...

this started long ago
let me read and see
what it gotta be


I would desire nothing else but to be between your thighs!
My tongue working to your liking.
My nose against your clit
Breathing you deep,
tasting your lips!

Tongue twirling inside your sweet pussy
Feeling you grind against me
Knowing my face is messy

Hearing your moans makes me heady
Making my Goddess
feel served


make me feel it
constantly for hours
to press deep inside
and be happy to serve!


Happy to serve
even as my tongue tires
I lick and lap at my Goddess’s pussy
Flicking your clit with the tip of my tongue
still, suck on your little nub
before pushing back inside you

Next is whatever my Goddess pleases
My tongue in and out of your pussy
tasting and savouring your juices and scent
As I move south
I find your rosebud
Pushing my tongue inside,

it tastes musky,
but my Goddess enjoys
so I don't stop.


Turn me around
I want you to serve my behind
relentlessly do it well,
without nothing left undone...
and don't you stop at it
till I tell you to stop...

if I don't tell you to stop
then you should know
where you belong

if there’s anything else
I'll let you know very well!


My face now buried deep between your cheeks,
tongue hungrily
fucking your bud
switching and moving
in and out
to twirling inside you
my cock hard,
knowing I'm pleasing you
you tell me don't stop!


lock your lips on my rosebud
I'll pinch you within
and get your tongue stuck


my lips locked,
my tongue is deep,
lapping at you,
breathing as you sleep


go deeper with your tongue
where did you go
I missed you more
I thought you have denied
to serve the Goddess,

it's nice to have you back.
I'm a peppy a youthful pack


my tongue can only push so deep
but I try to stretch
further on to reach!

drinking a long drink
as I said,
life can get in the way,
work slow today,
and at home can play!


forever and today...
but where's the set
we worked on
for so long?
go back and see
somewhere something
you left behind...
Search
shed some light on my behind


we are still in your bed
my hands behind my back
you were asleep now wake
my tongue still working your ass


here I catch you...
what are you doing in my room
my slave, and who permitted you to lick my tender frame?

you'll be punished...
what's better to do
other than using you

I straddle your face
and tell you
I'll finish by peeing

right in the transgressor's mouth.
you're to drink it in,
no excuse,
nothing doing
if you don't do it
I'll go and report your thing.

you obey and have the drink!

I go off to sleep
telling you to continue
with your worship...


Left on my back
my cock is still hard
I feel used, disgusted
I drank your urine
yet I'm still
with a hard-on,
I’m left panting
needing release
but know it won’t come

I’ll wait until called
and to you,
I'll crawl!