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Short Ejaculate Poems

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Premium Member Long As You're Living
Quiet morning.
Successful surgery.

No tv!
Watch weather.

Do nothing.
Be nameless.

Suppose cows.
Scare crows.

Harmless habits.
Armless robot.

Like a delusion.
A late night movie.

Expect to forget
and be forgotten. Information.

Interstate.
Toilet seat.

How soon after cryogenesis
can one cry or ejaculate?
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Categories: ejaculate, cry, life, memory, morning, night, success, weather,
Form: Verse



Hibernation
Muse has neither gone limp
In me like a manhood 
At the peak of its use
Nor did my pen run dry
Like Esisi tributary in dry season.
It was only a period of hibernation
To prepares my wits
For the coming season.

Now my pen is erect
As if you were a naked maiden
Ready to ejaculate seeds of fire
Inside every open heart
Just the way Muse 
Have been doing in me.
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Categories: ejaculate, write,
Form: Free verse
Stardust
The will shall supplement my fitness,

categorize my songs,

and ejaculate a witness!

He shall shuttle our smiles through the day,

complicate our wrongs,

and dish out the bongs,

sing along with songs,

in rooms of grape with walls of shakes,

tomb smoke and tokens-

taken in by notes,

domes inside zones,

landscaping Vogue-

no real reason to pose unless you are gold....

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Categories: ejaculate, assonance, best friend, black love, conflict, cry,
Form: Imagism
GIVE ME SOME POISON TO LIVE
Give me,
some poison to live
I had been dead
for many years.

I burn my hands on a flame,
blank space has started talking.
I am ill at ease –
My lips are not moving.

The pellets, the bullets, the steel –
nothing matters now.
Dirty games can go on,
I am going on bromides
to ejaculate the pain.

Sleep will not come in dark
nor the relief in white robes.
I will remain awake till eternity.

Give me,
some thorns to bleed.
Rose petals
are hurting now.


 
SATISH VERMA...

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Categories: ejaculate, art, black african american, brother, business, caregiving,
Form: ABC
GIVE ME SOME POISON TO LIVE
Give me,
some poison to live
I had been dead
for many years.

I burn my hands on a flame,
blank space has started talking.
I am ill at ease –
My lips are not moving.

The pellets, the bullets, the steel –
nothing matters now.
Dirty games can go on,
I am going on bromides
to ejaculate the pain.

Sleep will not come in dark
nor the relief in white robes.
I will remain awake till eternity.

Give me,
some thorns to bleed.
Rose petals
are hurting now.


 
SATISH VERMA...

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Categories: ejaculate, art, black african american, brother, business, caregiving,
Form: ABC



GIVE ME SOME POISON TO LIVE
Give me,
some poison to live
I had been dead
for many years.

I burn my hands on a flame,
blank space has started talking.
I am ill at ease –
My lips are not moving.

The pellets, the bullets, the steel –
nothing matters now.
Dirty games can go on,
I am going on bromides
to ejaculate the pain.

Sleep will not come in dark
nor the relief in white robes.
I will remain awake till eternity.

Give me,
some thorns to bleed.
Rose petals
are hurting now.


 
SATISH VERMA...

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Categories: ejaculate, adventure, allegory, angst, animals, anniversary, art
Form: ABC