Letter composed on September 30, 2009
Babe… since your sexile to SF,
I feel so sexterminated by you
Have you found me no longer sexciting?
Or are you simply sexhausted?
Please stop this sexecution against me
If I lose you now I would be sexasperated
All I can say is I am sextremely sorry
Please give me another sexamination
And I will show you in my sexample
Sexactly what I am trying to say
This time I can meet your sexpectation
This time I promise I would be sexcellent
And you will definitely enjoy the sexercise
The Sexorcist – Sexterminating Sad Sexercise
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
LOVELY LUMPS OF LARD
Poem composed September 29, 2009
My feminine lovely lumps of lard
Are all enchanting pieces of art
A package not to be taken apart
The weapons to make you ‘hard’
So stop scrutinizing on my flabs
Enough of those criticism blabs
Just enjoy my booty on your lap
And give me one good hard slap
Cum on baby, grab my cellulite
Hold me and kiss me goodnight
Hurry and turn off the bright light
And then let’s start our bed fight
My very first kinky poem… winky winky winky…
My feminine lovely lumps of lard
Are all enchanting pieces of art
A package not to be taken apart
The weapons to make you ‘hard’
So stop scrutinizing on my flabs
Enough of those criticism blabs
Just enjoy my booty on your lap
And give me one good hard slap
Cum on baby, grab my cellulite
Hold me and kiss me goodnight
Hurry and turn off the bright light
And then let’s start our bed fight
My very first kinky poem… winky winky winky…
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
WATCHING YOU WALKING DOWN THE LANE
Song Lyric composed on September 28, 2009
In the sinking twilight of the evening
When my desire for you were burning
Amidst the settling dust of the stars
You left me behind with deep scars
You turned away with a cold shoulder
And my soul is slowly drowning under
As I struggled to keep my mind sane
Watching you walking down the lane
You left me with no more words to say
No matter how much I want you to stay
It’s her you love and I knew it all along
Simply because that’s where you belong
Now all I could do… Is try to be strong
Now all I could do… Is linger in this song
I love you… That’s why I’m letting you be
I love you… That’s why I’m setting you free
In the sinking twilight of the evening
When my desire for you were burning
Amidst the settling dust of the stars
You left me behind with deep scars
You turned away with a cold shoulder
And my soul is slowly drowning under
As I struggled to keep my mind sane
Watching you walking down the lane
You left me with no more words to say
No matter how much I want you to stay
It’s her you love and I knew it all along
Simply because that’s where you belong
Now all I could do… Is try to be strong
Now all I could do… Is linger in this song
I love you… That’s why I’m letting you be
I love you… That’s why I’m setting you free
Thursday, September 24, 2009
THROUGH TESTS AND TRIALS
Through the test of time
Clocks that click and chime
Through the trial of distance
Would we still stand in persistence?
Moments may turn as sour as limes
Chances offer better clinks of dimes
As we exhale in momentary silence
Would we still stand in resistance?
In the course of life day after day
But in the fullness of faith I say
Perfect love casts all fears away
So take my hand and walk with me
Step by step to what we would be
So take a stand and you shall see
Scene by scene of what we could be
When we are... together...
When you and I are together
I MISS YOU DEAREST
Poem composed on September 22, 2009
The sun maybe shining with sparkles
Yet the day has never been gloomier
The stars maybe bright with twinkles
Yet the night has never been darker
Beyond the rippling blue ocean
Lies my one and only passion
Under the distant far horizon
Lies the sunrise of my emotion
Over the sky's stretching rainbow
I'm sending this message of sorrow
With lightning speed from Cupid's bow
Hoping that you'll be back by tomorrow
With true earnest
I miss you dearest...
The sun maybe shining with sparkles
Yet the day has never been gloomier
The stars maybe bright with twinkles
Yet the night has never been darker
Beyond the rippling blue ocean
Lies my one and only passion
Under the distant far horizon
Lies the sunrise of my emotion
Over the sky's stretching rainbow
I'm sending this message of sorrow
With lightning speed from Cupid's bow
Hoping that you'll be back by tomorrow
With true earnest
I miss you dearest...
FAR OR NEAR, NEAR OR FAR
Poem composed on September 15, 2009
Be it far or near
I hold you close and dear
Be it near or far
My heart is sealed in a jar
Across the Pacific ocean wide
I'll miss you under the moonlight
Waiting for your return by my side
Once again embracing me tight
When the shooting star crosses
For you and I, I shall make my wishes
When the gentle cotton cloud dances
I will dearly miss your tender kisses
Be it far or near
I hold you close and dear
Be it near or far
My heart is sealed in a jar
Across the Pacific ocean wide
I'll miss you under the moonlight
Waiting for your return by my side
Once again embracing me tight
When the shooting star crosses
For you and I, I shall make my wishes
When the gentle cotton cloud dances
I will dearly miss your tender kisses
Saturday, September 12, 2009
THIRTY REALITY
Poem composed on August 30, 2009
Another milestone; I hit thirty!
It’s hard to believe in this reality
Yet what option do I have really
But to quietly succumb obligingly
As if the undeniable force of gravity
Life continuously capture us in perplexity
The illusion of longevity dissipate wastefully
Three decades have passed by so swiftly
Another milestone; I hit thirty!
It’s hard to believe in this reality
Yet what option do I have really
But to quietly succumb obligingly
As if the undeniable force of gravity
Life continuously capture us in perplexity
The illusion of longevity dissipate wastefully
Three decades have passed by so swiftly
SO WRONG, SO STRONG
Poem composed on August 27, 2009
If they say this is so wrong
Then why is this feeling so strong
The more they think and say I am wrong
The more I resist them, for I am headstrong
Still I start pondering what is so wrong
With having feelings so strong
Have I really gone wrong?
I tried hard to be still and strong
And deny everything they say wrong
I stood firmly rooted and headstrong
For how can true feelings ever be wrong
Yet the more I try to be headstrong
The more I wonder if I am really wrong
Is the magnitude of my wrong that strong?
If they say this is so wrong
Then why is this feeling so strong
The more they think and say I am wrong
The more I resist them, for I am headstrong
Still I start pondering what is so wrong
With having feelings so strong
Have I really gone wrong?
I tried hard to be still and strong
And deny everything they say wrong
I stood firmly rooted and headstrong
For how can true feelings ever be wrong
Yet the more I try to be headstrong
The more I wonder if I am really wrong
Is the magnitude of my wrong that strong?
Friday, September 11, 2009
HOLE SO DEEP
Poem composed on September 11, 2009
Stuck and trapped in a hole
An endless dungeon so deep
Trying hard to keep oneself as a whole
But the pain has just started to seep
Into a small and tiny puny mole
The self starts to drift into sleep
But predestined is everyone’s role
What’s not ours we can never keep
So stop mourning with half flag on a pole
It is over! There is no more time to weep
Another better heart will come to console
The adventure is still on so get on the jeep
This is a response to what AT posted on facebook comment: “AT is staying in a hole...deep, deep, deep hole... so tired...”
Stuck and trapped in a hole
An endless dungeon so deep
Trying hard to keep oneself as a whole
But the pain has just started to seep
Into a small and tiny puny mole
The self starts to drift into sleep
But predestined is everyone’s role
What’s not ours we can never keep
So stop mourning with half flag on a pole
It is over! There is no more time to weep
Another better heart will come to console
The adventure is still on so get on the jeep
This is a response to what AT posted on facebook comment: “AT is staying in a hole...deep, deep, deep hole... so tired...”
爱情与痛苦
Poem composed on September 11, 2009
Authors: AT & JH - Chinese Pathetic Poet's Duet Poetry.
JH
谁爱谁，谁怕谁
爱不爱，怕不怕
爱不怕，怕不爱
多爱怕，多怕爱
怕多爱，爱多怕！
AT
爱怕谁，谁怕爱
谁不怕，谁不爱
但不爱，我也怕
怕爱多，爱太多
后不爱，不敢爱
AT
越爱越痛，不爱也痛
但爱有喜，不爱会苦
初爱最痛，后爱少痛
但爱就痛，不如不爱
想爱不爱，不爱但爱
出家算了，免痛太多
JH
爱就会痛，痛就懂爱
爱不懂痛，痛懂得爱
越爱越痛，越痛越爱
越痛越懂，越懂越痛
要懂就爱，要爱就痛
懂痛懂爱，懂爱懂痛
JH
失了爱一场，出家当和尚，显得心有伤
面对人生浪，就得懂得放，也得懂得让
爱是游戏场，如自己是羊，就得小心狼
起头望天上，如没有祈望，就不会失望
让自己开朗，地继续流浪，就找到天堂
Inspired by what the co-author is going through… Used with permission from the co-author AT
Authors: AT & JH - Chinese Pathetic Poet's Duet Poetry.
JH
谁爱谁，谁怕谁
爱不爱，怕不怕
爱不怕，怕不爱
多爱怕，多怕爱
怕多爱，爱多怕！
AT
爱怕谁，谁怕爱
谁不怕，谁不爱
但不爱，我也怕
怕爱多，爱太多
后不爱，不敢爱
AT
越爱越痛，不爱也痛
但爱有喜，不爱会苦
初爱最痛，后爱少痛
但爱就痛，不如不爱
想爱不爱，不爱但爱
出家算了，免痛太多
JH
爱就会痛，痛就懂爱
爱不懂痛，痛懂得爱
越爱越痛，越痛越爱
越痛越懂，越懂越痛
要懂就爱，要爱就痛
懂痛懂爱，懂爱懂痛
JH
失了爱一场，出家当和尚，显得心有伤
面对人生浪，就得懂得放，也得懂得让
爱是游戏场，如自己是羊，就得小心狼
起头望天上，如没有祈望，就不会失望
让自己开朗，地继续流浪，就找到天堂
Inspired by what the co-author is going through… Used with permission from the co-author AT
Thursday, September 10, 2009
CY’s BALI BACHELORETTE BASH
September 3 to 6, 2009 Written as facebook status on CY’s Bali Bachelorette Bash
JH is sooooo excited for tomorrow's Babelicious Booty Bikini Bali Beach Bunnies' Beautiful Bachelorette Beastly Bondage Bash... Imagine that!!!
JH is starting the countdown to the celestially curvy, creatively cunning n conniving, coconutly covered, catty clawed comrades community commitment celebration... meow!!!
DH
The boys expect some well written notes to compare...May the most happeningparty wins!
JH
Hahahahaha... Let the competition begin...
KS
I am sure i am winning.. just hv lunch with the guy EO till now he still has no plan.... so guys expect urs tobe LAME !!!
JH
Are the dudes so tame
With party plan so lame
Girls say: 'What a shame'
Chuay is the only one name
Printed on the walk of fame
With the best bachelorette game
KS
hahahahh I love that jul... just make sure "he" see it hahaah
JH
Well... anything for Madam Hitler, her wishes are our commands
JH is swiftly n slowly slithering out of the sweet-dream seven sistas sandwiched sleep style slumberland and sensually stripping off into the seaside silhoutted by the sunray side-by-side with da sistas!!!
JH is under Madam Whipler's; sexcruciating spanish scallop slurping, mouthwatering mumbai mutton munching, feline french fish fiddling, clumsy chinese chicken choking, bountiful british banana blabbering sexcitement!!! The bachelorette party has just begun...
JH is missing last Sunday's Six Sista's Spankingly Sassy Slumber Spa Siesta! Who and when is the next bachelorrette bash?
THE PASTRY OF PASSION
Poem composed on September 9, 2009
A cup of plain flour
The kind that isn't sour
And takes you on a travel
To the world of pastry marvel
Heaps of butter
Make hips fatter
Still use all and do not waste
I promise it's worth every taste
Don't forget some chocolate
The ultimate stress outlet
Especially when you are out of love
Just surrender to the creator above
Mix the dough with some vanilla
And of course some sinful nutella
Till you get the right balance
Just like life in the essence
Chocolate and strawberry
Talks about compatibility
They both elicit sensuality
Together produce sexynergy
Have fun with The Pastry of Passion just for you ID. This is a response to ID’s post: “ID miss writing.., but to many flying random words in her head from flour , butter, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry... to ... compatibility, balance, survival kits, taste, love, life, travels, .. how to make it in to sentence..??”
A cup of plain flour
The kind that isn't sour
And takes you on a travel
To the world of pastry marvel
Heaps of butter
Make hips fatter
Still use all and do not waste
I promise it's worth every taste
Don't forget some chocolate
The ultimate stress outlet
Especially when you are out of love
Just surrender to the creator above
Mix the dough with some vanilla
And of course some sinful nutella
Till you get the right balance
Just like life in the essence
Chocolate and strawberry
Talks about compatibility
They both elicit sensuality
Together produce sexynergy
Have fun with The Pastry of Passion just for you ID. This is a response to ID’s post: “ID miss writing.., but to many flying random words in her head from flour , butter, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry... to ... compatibility, balance, survival kits, taste, love, life, travels, .. how to make it in to sentence..??”
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
WEDDING VOW – TILL DEATH DO US PART
Poem composed on September 9, 2009
This moment, in your presence
From my lips, I say out to you
These words, in the essence
From my heart, my vow to you
To have and to hold
In all futures that unfold
To merge and to mold
In the chapters still untold
In poverty, in wealth
For poorer, for richer
In sickness, in health
For worse, for better
I treasure you
I cherish you
I honor you
I love you
You… are my first and you… are my last
You are in my future as you were in my past
From this moment on, never again to be apart
I am you and you are me, till death do us part
This poem is my version to the classic wedding vow of: “To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part.” I incorporated all elements adding more sincerity and emotion.
This moment, in your presence
From my lips, I say out to you
These words, in the essence
From my heart, my vow to you
To have and to hold
In all futures that unfold
To merge and to mold
In the chapters still untold
In poverty, in wealth
For poorer, for richer
In sickness, in health
For worse, for better
I treasure you
I cherish you
I honor you
I love you
You… are my first and you… are my last
You are in my future as you were in my past
From this moment on, never again to be apart
I am you and you are me, till death do us part
This poem is my version to the classic wedding vow of: “To have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part.” I incorporated all elements adding more sincerity and emotion.
Friday, September 4, 2009
QUICK QUAKE SLOW SHAKE
Poem composed on September 2, 2009
Quick was the quake
Slow was the shake
Still it calls for a wake
Mothernature is awake
Continuously we all take
Exploiting with a rake
Natural habitats we forsake
Till lands crumble and flake
This poem is inspired by the earthquake Jakarta has just experienced. The epicenter was 35km deep, located southwest of Tasikmalaya measuring 7.3 RS. This poem is not that accurate in a way because the quake was not caused by the anger of mother earth. This poem however, indicates that the quake was the result of angry mothernature towards men’s exploitation of earth…
Quick was the quake
Slow was the shake
Still it calls for a wake
Mothernature is awake
Continuously we all take
Exploiting with a rake
Natural habitats we forsake
Till lands crumble and flake
This poem is inspired by the earthquake Jakarta has just experienced. The epicenter was 35km deep, located southwest of Tasikmalaya measuring 7.3 RS. This poem is not that accurate in a way because the quake was not caused by the anger of mother earth. This poem however, indicates that the quake was the result of angry mothernature towards men’s exploitation of earth…
ILLUSION
Poem composed on August 26, 2009
An illusion…
Could turn out to be a vision
That could use a little motion
To reach its full realization
Continue with the determination
Indulge freely in the imagination
Coz’ it works as if an invitation
Slowly seducing into an attraction
This poem is inspired when a guy friend who is going after a girl asked me if he is having an illusion or if things are really progressing and the above poem is my reply to him.
An illusion…
Could turn out to be a vision
That could use a little motion
To reach its full realization
Continue with the determination
Indulge freely in the imagination
Coz’ it works as if an invitation
Slowly seducing into an attraction
This poem is inspired when a guy friend who is going after a girl asked me if he is having an illusion or if things are really progressing and the above poem is my reply to him.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
I’VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SPELL
Poem composed on September 2, 2009
I’ve got you under my spell
I know… oh so very well
Inside your heart I dwell
I’ve got you under my spell
My magic trick you do not smell
I know… oh so very well
My influence you cannot tell
My magic trick you do not smell
Into my witch well you fell
I know… oh so very well
When you took the potion I sell
Into my witch well you fell
Now you are trapped in my hell
I know… oh so very well
No matter how loudly you yell
Now you are trapped in my hell
I’ve got you under my spell
This poem is inspired while listening to the the famous jazz song “I’ve Got You Under My Skin” at Blackcat Jazz loungue.
I’ve got you under my spell
I know… oh so very well
Inside your heart I dwell
I’ve got you under my spell
My magic trick you do not smell
I know… oh so very well
My influence you cannot tell
My magic trick you do not smell
Into my witch well you fell
I know… oh so very well
When you took the potion I sell
Into my witch well you fell
Now you are trapped in my hell
I know… oh so very well
No matter how loudly you yell
Now you are trapped in my hell
I’ve got you under my spell
This poem is inspired while listening to the the famous jazz song “I’ve Got You Under My Skin” at Blackcat Jazz loungue.
ROUND AND ROUND WE GO
Poem composed on August 15, 2009
Here we go again, round and round
And no matter how good we sound
On each of our wound beating around
Still the answer we have not found
We would follow them as if a hound
On their doors we knock and pound
Untill flat we both fall on the ground
And then all over again we rebound
This poem in inspired by what a friend and I are doing… just going round and round the circle, not finding any solution but merely beating around the bush.
Here we go again, round and round
And no matter how good we sound
On each of our wound beating around
Still the answer we have not found
We would follow them as if a hound
On their doors we knock and pound
Untill flat we both fall on the ground
And then all over again we rebound
This poem in inspired by what a friend and I are doing… just going round and round the circle, not finding any solution but merely beating around the bush.
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