Tag Archives: exotic

Let Me Count The Names

May 27, 2020Poems18+, artistic, Beaver, bliss, brash, cocky, creative, Cupcake, cutting edge, dish, ecstasy, Eden, erotic, eternal, exotic, Fish, Heaven, Inspiration, joy, jungle drums, Lady Garden, Let Me Count The Names, lifestyle, love, lust, moist, moonlight, nerve centre, original, Oyster, passion, perfume, pleasure, poem, poetry, Satori Publishing, sensual, sexy, stoke, timeless, universal, visionary, voodoo rhythms, whirling dervishsatoripublishing2013

What’s the Crack? Shall I call it Quim?

Or does it answer to Minge?

Do I dive head first into this Muff?

Slurping like a Honey Badger loving the stuff

Cup my hand round Rosy

Make myself at home in Coochy

Gently stroke the purring Pussy

Middle finger warm in moist Fanny

Spread the net to catch the slippery Fish

Open the Oyster and prepare the dish

Bon appetit Tuna Sandwich

Nibble and feel it twitch

Squeezebox, or Snatch, the Slit of sweet pain

Speak in tongues to the Lady who lives down the Lane

Nerve Centre? Pleasure Pod? Call it Clit

Open her Purse, withdraw and deposit

Dig in, dig in, penetrate the Open Wound

Treasure buried beneath the Fleshy Mound

Slip in, slip in, enter the Pearly Gates

Pleasure, come, satisfy your palates

Roll in the Mink of her hot Beaver

Release the musk of her sated Flower

Cupcake, shall I be even more blunt?

Allow me to sing in praise of your Cunt

Some call it Heaven, others Eden

I love to plant the Lady Garden

Along the Tunnel to the back of the Cave

Men desire to be buried in this Grave …

One man not fixated with the junction of your thighs

Nor obsessed with turning on your sighs

I want to give the truth to all the lies

I love to watch the moonlight dancing in your eyes.

( c) Satori Publishing, 2020.

Night Music

May 3, 2020Poemsbeautiful, cluster of stars, desire, dream, exotic, Faiz Ahmed Faiz, intoxication, love, midnight, Milky Way, Mirage, moon, Night Music, passion, poem, poetry, romantic, self oblivion, sensual, Silence, timeless, translation, universal, Urdu to Englishsatoripublishing2013

Midnight, moon, self oblivion
The past and present assembled in limbo
Silence, in the form of a prayer
Blesses the cluster of gloomy stars

A cascade of silence flowing
The sense of self crushed from four directions
As if life is part of a dream
As if the whole world is a mirage
Asleep atop of the dense trees
The tired voice of moonlight

The Milky Way, with half-open eyes
Tells of the traditions offered with love
With the silent strings of the heart
I am sizzling in a state of intoxication
Desire, dream, your face beautiful.

(my translation of a poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz).

With Intent

August 5, 2019Poems18+, brash, cocky, domination, equality, erotic, excitation, exotic, joy, jungle drums, love, lust, original, ovation, partner, passion, personal, poem, poetry, satisfaction, Satori Publishing, seduction, sensation, sensual, spirit, timeless, uniiversal, voodoo rhythms, With Intentsatoripublishing2013

My intention is your domination
Domination adds excitation to your seduction
Your domination gives me satisfaction
My passion is fired by your subjugation
Your possession during coition is my obsession
My intention is your domination
Your domination gives you satisfaction.

My intention is your domination
Domination kills inhibition frees the action
Your domination gives me satisfaction
My willing woman without any objection
Your affection depends on the condition of my standing ovation
My intention is your domination
Your domination gives you satisfaction.

My intention is your domination
Domination means annihilation of the opposition
Your domination gives me satisfaction
My ambition is to achieve your gratification
In my estimation my dedication is a measure of my adulation
My intention is your domination
Your domination gives you satisfaction.

My intention is your domination
Domination is a celebration of equal sensation
Your domination gives me satisfaction
Our combination will cause an eruption
My healthy fascination is the invention of a new position
My intention is your domination
Your domination gives you satisfaction.

The Last Poem

August 5, 2019Poems18+, erotic, exotic, grief, heartache, Inspiration, joy, jungle drums, love, lust, memory, original, passion, personal, poem, poetry, romantic, Satori Publishing, sensual, shrine, The Last Poem, timeless, universal, voodoo rhythmssatoripublishing2013

This is the last poem
I’ll ever write about you
This is the last poem
I’ll ever dedicate to you
This is the last poem
I’ll ever send to you
This is the last poem
In loving memory of you :

The pools of your almond eyes
Where the love-light flowed over the brim
The ocean of lava between your thighs
Where I always loved to swim
Our limbs were wings that flew the skies
Our bodies felt like a pagan pilgrim
All our prayers were said with heartfelt sighs
I worshipped at your holy shrine deep within.

Sugar was like salt compared to your kiss
So sweet that no words can tell
Your hips had a path leading to bliss
So narrow that love died if it fell
But I went up that path as easy as this
You said no-one else could do it half as well
But now … oh, it is torture to reminisce
Farewell, my sweet love, farewell.

Lahore City

March 5, 2017Lyrics/Songsartistic, brash, creative, culture, dramatic, erotic, eternal, exotic, Girls, higher ground, History, Inspiration, inspire, joy, Lahore, Lahore City, lifestyle, love, lyrical, original, Pakistani, passion, personal, poetic, romantic, Satori Publishing, sensual, timeless, travel, universal, visionarysatoripublishing2013

Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
The girls in your city are pretty I’m sure
But in Lahore they’re pretty just a little bit more
Lahore city, the girls so pretty
Lahore city, the girls so pretty.

When you want to get away from every vulture
Take a trip to Lahore, city of historic culture
The jewellery quarter has diamonds and pearls
But nothing as precious as the golden girls
All the parks have peacocks strolling on the lawns
All the gardens have ladies parading their finest gowns
The flowers in bloom will make your heart sigh
You can have heaven without having to die

Early in the morning when Lahore is bathed in sunshine
Or at dusk when she seems to be wearing silk so fine
Listen and recite, there’s a poem on every street corner
Every sight and sound sings a song in her honour
Taste the food so lush it has certain powers
Her perfume is sweeter than all the flowers
Every pretty girl you see will make you cry
You can have heaven without having to die

Every sense, every emotion magnified
Every nerve in my body electrified
I am wired to every star in the sky
My heart is a kite ready to fly
If you want further proof
Meet me up on the roof
Look at all the sweet angels walking by
You can have heaven without having to die