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By *uitar_antihero OP   Man
over a year ago

Glasgow

I have been thinking. Poetry is a special door to the soul. To deeper meaning in life than many realise. It is an art, pure in its beauty and endless in its scope for expression. It is with such thoughts in mind that I bring to you my magnum opus. It took a while, many re-writes but it is finished. I hope you like it and are inspired by it. Here goes.

An Ode to Lust and Wonder

I really want to shag a chick,

One who's hot and loves ma dick.

Thank you for reading. Thoughts / comments?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Roses Are Red

Violets Are Blue

I'm Shit At Poems

Show us yir Tits.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

nice....but the true soul seeks more than just the pleasure of the skin.....we seek the warmth, excepance and desires to become one again with another soul....

I am a fan of Rumi and Pablo Neruda

read some of Nerudas works....he writes of pain and rejection....want and desire.

Hugs,

Lee

you might like this:

Sonnet XCV:Who ever desired each other as we do

Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look

for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned,

and let our kisses touch there, one by one,

till the flower, disembodied, rises again.

Let us love that Desire that consumed its own fruit

and went down, aspect and power, into the earth:

We are its continuing light,

its indestructible, fragile seed

Pablo Neruda

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

They're was a young pirate called Bate's

Who's hair was all tied up in plaits

He sat on his cutlass

which rendered him nutless

and made him useless on dates.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

There was a boy called billy who had a six foot willy and he showed it to the girl next door.

She thought it was a snake so she hit it with a rake and now it's only four foot four!

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By *uitar_antihero OP   Man
over a year ago

Glasgow

I love how intellectual we are

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By *olly Gentle GiantMan
over a year ago

Glenrothes

There once was bonny wee lass

Whose fanny was really first class

Her pussy would purr

And the lads would shout corr

What a fucking good shag ne'er to pass

Her ass was a firm as a peach

As she lay there nude on the beach

But the tide it came in

To the car she did run

And the cock in her hand like a bitch

In the car she got down to business

Sucking on cock and swallowing - no mess

The lights she did flash

And the lads they did dash

That beautiful FABBER called.......

(ANy resememblance to an Fabber name that fits with the last line is purely intentional and said in jest

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Roses are red

Violets are red

The grass is red

The tree is Red

Holy shit the garden's on fire!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I wank all day

I wank all night

my friends came

roon and they

got a fright !!!!

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By *uitar_antihero OP   Man
over a year ago

Glasgow


"Roses are red

Violets are red

The grass is red

The tree is Red

Holy shit the garden's on fire!"

Hahahaha, love it!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

There was young man called McBean

Who invented a wanking machine

on the 99th stroke

the bloody thing broke

and whipped his balls to cream!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

fugy is good ..fugy is fine

fugy fucks for dollars n dimes

so if a fugy fuck is your goal

hes the man tae stretch yer hole !!!

(females of course)

(humans)

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

There was a man called Carter,

He was one hell of a farter,

When a ship wouldn't go, and the wind wouldn't blow,

They called Carter, the Farter, the starter.

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By *uitar_antihero OP   Man
over a year ago

Glasgow

I have a sock

I put my cock in the sock

I rock the sock on my cock

I can't walk from how I rock the sock on my cock

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

"All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners & change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak & hope. All the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect who might be searchingfor us". Narrator in The Wonder Years (1988)

some how fitting.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Up in the attic

I heard a scream

Who put the sand

In the vaseline.

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