Poetry

[Abraxus No.11895285]

Young love
I lay in bed, her beside me
A hand softly rubs my groin
My emotions battle for supremacy but anxiety quickly controls the battlefield
The only other with a fighting chance is lust
She grasps my wrist placing my hand on her breast
I am lifeless
I unzip my pants and undo my belt
I am lifeless
Her mouth wraps around my penis
I am lifeless
Her hands touch me, and while they may be cold
I am lifeless
She covers me, I am consumed by her. And yet I lay
I am lifeless
Far too much time passes
I am lifeless
She tells me to finish by myself
I am lifeless
She watches in disgust as I masturbate to her exposed breasts
I am lifeless
I bring myself to climax and any chance lust had has been snuffed out
I am lifeless
I go to the bathroom to clean myself up
I am lifeless
I stare myself in the mirror coming to terms with my first sexual encounter
I am lifeless
I return to my bedroom and see her
We are dead

[Anonymous No.11895291]

>>11895285
Bad

[Anonymous No.11895296]

>>11895285
Actual cringe

[Anonymous No.11895316]

>>11895285
Beta as fuck, anon. Try this on for size:
>she lay splay on bed
>throbbing cock meets engorged vag
>she comes seven times

[Anonymous No.11895319]

>>11895285
Good

[Anonymous No.11895321]

>>11895285
Now I want you fine people to endeavor to imagine -in the highest detail possilbe - what I am about to describe. Imagine you are sitting in your room playing some video games when you hear the the front door of your house open. You listen and hear a female voice; just one of your sister's friends. You keep on playing your games until, sometime later, the door to your very room is opened, and in comes your sister's friend - the one and only Savannah Brown, completely barefoot. She introduces her self and makes some small talk while browsing your bookshelf. Eventually she informs you that she had been planning to stay the night but forget to bring her moisturizer, and asks if it would be okay to use your semen instead. Of course you are shocked but she mentions how you have been staring at her feet the entire time she has been in your room and offers to use her feet to get what she wants. You accept, she performs a sensuous footjob for you and applies her freshly milked moisturizer to her face before leaving. The two of you never speak again, but, whenever your paths cross she offers a wry and knowing smile your way.

Imagine this.

[Anonymous No.11895333]

>>11895321
Imagine if Savannah did a big fat fucking dump on your chest and she ate an entire Nandos peri-peri chicken (very hot) the night before.

[Anonymous No.11895338]

>>11895316
The CHAD Haiku Master versus The VIRGIN Emo Poetry

[Anonymous No.11895341]

>>11895321
>>11895333
>/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.11895357]

Pfft. What is this? An excerpt from your new book, "On Being A Soiboy"?

Let me show you a poet who is TRULY based and redpilled (IE. me).

Bring me wine to wench the gals
I shall conquer on
Gallop ocean, sail the sun
In youth I have but won

Father, father, bless my horse
I fear it wanders stray
It trots, and with it, battlefield
It does as it shall may

I fear upon my conquesting
The world is free to wrought
If futures were to see me now
Had they to wish I stopped?

A man with horse is powerful
The ink he bleeds is right
If Roma were to draw again
It wrote in black and white

"Roma Victor" by Anonymous No. XXXXXXYY

PS. Check these fucking dubs

[Anonymous No.11895362]

Pfft. What is this? An excerpt from your new novel, "On How To Be A Soiboy"?

Let me show you a how a TRULY based and redpilled poet rhymes (IE. me).

Bring me wine to wench the gals
I shall conquer on
Gallop ocean, sail the sun
In youth I have but won

Father, father, bless my horse
I fear it wanders stray
It trots, and with it, battlefield
It does as it shall may

I fear upon my conquesting
The world is free to wrought
If futures were to see me now
Had they to wish I stopped?

A man with horse is powerful
The ink he bleeds is right
If Roma were to draw again
It wrote in black and white

"Roma Victor" by Anonymous No. XXXXXXYY

PS. Check these fucking dubs

[Anonymous No.11895366]

Pfft. What is this? An excerpt from your new novel, "On How To Be A Soiboy"?

Let me show you how a TRULY based and redpilled poet rhymes (IE. me).

Bring me wine to wench the gals
I shall conquer on
Gallop ocean, sail the sun
In youth I have but won

Father, father, bless my horse
I fear it wanders stray
It trots, and with it, battlefield
It does as it shall may

I fear upon my conquesting
The world is free to wrought
If futures were to see me now
Had they to wish I stopped?

A man with horse is powerful
The ink he bleeds is right
If Roma were to draw again
It wrote in black and white

"Roma Victor" by Anonymous No. XXXXXXYY

PS. Check these fucking dubs

[Anonymous No.11895401]

>>11895366
BASED

[Anonymous No.11895759]

>>11895366
Absolutely based, anon.

[Anonymous No.11897292]

>>11895285

At least it's absurdly funny. Unlike most shitty poetry that wants to be so.

[Anonymous No.11897320]

>>11895366
what a chad ballad, absolutely based