Best Panties Poems
Friends are like panties
Some crawl up your butt
Some snap under pressure
Some just hold you up
Some get a bit twisted
Some you love to hate
Some are there when you need them
Some are there way too late
Some may be holy
Some full of crap
Some are there for you all night
Some just for a nap
Some might be naughty
Some might be cheap
Some a bit haughty
Some cause you to weep
Some last forever
Some just fade away
Some make you look so good
Some just are OK
Some make you feel proud
Some make you blush
Some are just too loud
Some good times will crush
Some come in all colors
Some transparent clear
Some you might keep hidden
Some you show with cheer
Some are lambasted
Some you’ll take to heart
Some are just wasted
Some fit for a tart
Yes, friends are like panties
There’s just something about them
You need them forever
You’d feel naked without them
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The first few lines come from a joke but I thought the story rang very true so I expanded it and put it to rhyme.
“Lightning in My Panties”
As a young girl, I was hitting the stage of puberty and curiousness
With the tingling sensations in my private area whenever I saw someone attractive
Whether it was a boy or girl, I had to fight the feeling of wanting to explore
The overwhelming sensation can only be described as lightning in my panties
I began to wear tighter jeans so when I walked the rubbing would keep me excited
Although I never felt the explosion I’ve heard so much about I continued
Every day was an experiment as every day I had a permanent smile
Dear God thank you for the lightning in my panties that has me cheerful
One day as I was walking down the hall way I was stopped by my principal
She asked me to go to her office so we could talk about my constant smile
As we spoke she seemed concerned that maybe I was on drugs or something
I stood up, rubbed my legs together, smiled and said don’t worry it’s just the lightning in my panties
It had been a few days and I was still walking around with a smile on my face
My two crushes were standing next to each other talking about me as I approached them
One was a boy and the other a girl, so yes I liked them both yet they weren’t aware
When they hugged me at the same time it was like boom! Lightning in my panties
The medic said put on these knickers
By golly they caused me loud snickers
Featuring a butt flap
They are truly mad cap
Not ‘cut out’ for tea at the Vicars!
Some people would term them ‘moon panties’
Their massive like those of my aunties
You may not want to spoon
When panties show a ‘moon’
These truly are not ladies scanties!
Inspired by my recent colonoscopy experience!
07/19/20
Bra - Panties..
A bra is not a singular and panties is not a plural.
They are both nouns that I loved to endured.
I have been teased and pleased with these under garments.
They come in all shape and forms I know they are objects.
So what can we say about this common grammar error.
That’s mixed up in our English mixture.
What is more appealing I'd sure like to know
Than a filly in bra and panties, my mind doth blow
No, I'm not obsessed
Well maybe a little I guess
My mind's going wild, there's a stirring below
© Jack Ellison 2015
What is more appealing I'd sure like to know
Than a filly in bra and panties, my mind doth blow
No, I'm not obsessed
Well a little I guess
My mind's going wild, there's a stirring below
I went to my mans place.
I was suffering from the Mondays and needed his embrace.
We dated for two months and haven’t even made it to third base.
I showed up without calling
And he just kept stalling.
Why didn’t he want me to come in?
Where had he been?
He looked rough and hard.
He must have spent the night in the bar.
I heard a noise from a far.
I pushed my way pass the door.
What I saw told all the more.
Pink panties on the floor!
They were way bigger than me.
The clothes scattered were a plus size beyond tolerable degree.
How can this be!
The woman that came out of the bathroom made three of me.
If you cheat on me,
Do better than me!
Not worse than me.
All he could say
“I got far to drunk yesterday.
I don’t remember last night.
This morning I woke up to this bear hazed sight.
Pink panties on the floor!
Pink panties I have never seen before.
Please, I don’t want to lose you.
I didn’t mean to hurt you!
Please just forgive!
Without you I can’t live.”
I walked out!
There was no doubt.
You can have him
One night whim.
I am worth so much more.
Pink panties on the floor!
What is more appealing I'd sure like to know
Than a filly in bra and panties, my mind doth blow
No, I'm not obsessed
Well a little I guess
My mind's going wild, there's a stirring below
Lacy daisies and dainty roses
enticing Lovers come ever closer
gentle scents in sensual holders
soothing doubt in non-believers
Whips that chain but never bind
in lips red stained and ever wide
deliverance in mischievous eyes
enticing you a glistening slide
Opening in the midnights vibe
passionate action comes alive
ecstatic reactions insatiable
nectar of the gods delectable
Dripping from the chin in haste
ripping at the skin to taste
irresistibly delicious lace...
;poised... and in your face!
This one's a giggle, ain't no other reason
Hang on to your panties, it's happy time season
Frowns are frowned on
Grab your baton
Conduct your laugh factory afore ya get eaten
red ant in your hair
white cotton pants stained with green –
twilight of passion
05.11.2019
Sexyku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
Syllables Per Line: 5 7 5
pink strings of elastic stretch
before me as I pull them
out of my panties
are they there, are they plastic;
I wonder as my waist line loosens
I remember I am wearing underwear
that has nothing to do with
how easy they are to pull off
or how easy it is for someone to think
that they can reach in
when it is impossible
but yet I forget
maybe I want to and maybe not yet
“But Counselor Lady, I have to be the one sacrificed,” the 8-year-old argued through silent tears that were streaming so slowly down her face, I could barely see them.
“My mommy will die if I don’t take down my panties, and then I’ll be left with him all alone.”
All alone!
With him.
Oh, my gawd.
I try not to imagine that.
All alone for ten more years or twenty or thirty?
And how much damage then to this little girl,
Who wants to trust, wants to hope,
But has learned there is no one
there for her. NO ONE!
Her amazingly loving
caregivers have rightfully
taught her at 8, 7,
6, 5,maybe
even 4, or 2 that there's
no such a thing as a
Free lunch. You want
our food, a safe place
to live, new shoes,
or your mama's love,
You'd better take those
Panties down.
You want a new jacket?
We can’t afford it unless you
Take those panties down.
Because if he leaves, we
won't have any money.
And he wants you, and
I'm your mother, and
you'd better respect me.
You are in control here,
young lady! We are
Just waiting for YOU to
Do the right thing. So
Damn it little girl, take those panties down!
Don’t give up a violet voice whispers
As I stare down my cherry challenges
I silver shake shiver at how easy
It would to be breezy and float away
I have a golden goal you know
But now I feel I want to cranberry choke
What made me think I could dream
What made me think I could esteem
Don’t give up you cowardice woman
You said you’d do it keep drumming
Find your chocolate courage
Lick it up like decadent desert
If you quit more than ego will hurt
I must find my big girl panties
And put them on to wear
Pull with all my might
No matter who salty states
I can see the emerald green
In my eyes desiring victory
God send me more courage
For only with you can I achieve
Are you aware of a website called “Pantie Waste”
Yup! We can buy second-hand panties, not very chaste
Is this an internet stunt
Nope, a personal affront
Unbelievably disgusting, I rule this one off-base
(Check it out.... it's for real!