Spurting Poems - Poems about Spurting

...From Nabob of Junagarh, of Nizam— Collecting tax on cotton and the kind, The taxing job having strained of my calm, I’d stayed at a quiet place, though haunted And scary, a lovely place no le......Read the rest...

... With empty capacious containers the living entities arrive arrogant and depart desolate, in between turn into greed slaves to snatch the unearned fortune, getting sucked spellbound w......Read the rest...

... The span of life decreases is the wage of sin suffocates. The bite of the apple's flesh rots within my soul with the seeds of death sprouting within my being Eternity mocks my meager bod......Read the rest...

... In your glaring eyes I see an inferno of anger within, you splutter words of malicious mind like the acid rain, as sane senses turning into ember ashes rise in my view. I don’t aban......Read the rest...

... Childhood can be a connotation of cacophonous tunes, where the sweetest sins hide pain behind a smile. We all have a story to tell, but not all are born to narrate. The ......Read the rest...

...Colonel Volkov would surely impress the lovely Anastasia His limousine driver pulled up at the Palace of the Czar Taking lovely Anastasia by her dainty hand Volkov would introduce h......Read the rest...

...Turrets are turning, behind the tanks exhausts are farting death clouds, barrels, like angry dicks, are hot, erect and spurting, buildings erupt, climaxing on TV screens. On both sides of th......Read the rest...

...Written by Gail DeBole On October 12, 2023 Updated on October 13, 2023 These words that pour out from thoughts. Randomly without making patterns, at first. OK. Sometimes making random patter......Read the rest...

...I AM BLOOD I am blood, representing strong emotion Pumping strongly from a distressed heart I was merely a gentle and constant flow Now, suddenly a geyser forcefully spurting The cause is not ......Read the rest...

...love with love flirts feel bliss spurting exert no more......Read the rest...

...Only one in twenty-five thousand have CIP. CIP stands for congenital analgesia. This means you cannot feel pain. Sounds good huh? Not if you see blood spurting out of your toddler. And the tip......Read the rest...

...TRUTH 3 Truth shot point blank through the centre of her forehead Blood spurting, soiling fine furs of humanoids at play with slick lies and shallow Hansard words They try to acupuncture T......Read the rest...

...Sun spurting senselessly. Pull pulleying plaintively. Really ridiculous roundhouse rhymes, Each eating enough of its environs. And don't get me started on the in-laws. Dine ahh near the shore, d......Read the rest...

...Ethos of 10 They sat, bemused, in their inocence; wearing their guilt, braided tight. Sealed in a pointed star; Waiting on the Wolf and Its teeth, to severe the braids of gold. Oh the ......Read the rest...

...Losing the longing in the debris of broken heart, I sauntered sullen to the silent shore of sorrow. My emotions swirled like dislodged surly sands in the tide of remote time when you were mine. ......Read the rest...