Poetry competition CLOSED 14th August 2017 8:30pm
WINNER
eswaller
eswaller
RUNNER-UP:
Grace
DUP Poets Kings Erotic Comp
Poetry Contest Description
Write an erotic tribute in honor of a poet on here
In honor of the many handsome men here in Deep Underground, I'd like to see some tributes in a erotic
fashion in honor of your favorite poet.
Rules:
- Title the poem with the poet's username you've chosen
- 1 entry only
- Pick only one poet
- Nothing extremely vulgar, but still keep it sexy
- Can be as long or short as you want
- Be creative
fashion in honor of your favorite poet.
Rules:
- Title the poem with the poet's username you've chosen
- 1 entry only
- Pick only one poet
- Nothing extremely vulgar, but still keep it sexy
- Can be as long or short as you want
- Be creative
MrM
Oh Mr M, such passion in your talk
speaking Of Promises Broken
Although we both know
You are in search of something to feel
You speak about that ‘Passion Fruit’
with your ink, imagination flies
especially when you talk about
tightness and darkness in private places
you speak about the gentle touches
of white and black keys
I think about brown ones
Just like me
Reading about your soul lotion
and the soul kiss
a strange rhythm
beats somewhere within me
MusicallyMrM, your body talks
splattered ink
on screen
A Lust Interrupted.
Anonymous
Naajir
the mind ripples
seduced by the tones of you
as your verbs slide over synapses
your vowels caressing flesh
in a sometimes wanton breath
pen sculpting images
too potent to ignore
felt in tremors
heartbeats thumping softly
percussion in the core
whispered adjectives so sultry
even your nouns must quiver
slightly damp with their desire
as your words yet again
light another fire
the mind ripples
seduced by the tones of you
as your verbs slide over synapses
your vowels caressing flesh
in a sometimes wanton breath
pen sculpting images
too potent to ignore
felt in tremors
heartbeats thumping softly
percussion in the core
whispered adjectives so sultry
even your nouns must quiver
slightly damp with their desire
as your words yet again
light another fire
FromTheAsh said:Naajir
the mind ripples
seduced by the tones of you
as your verbs slide over synapses
your vowels caressing flesh
in a sometimes wanton breath
pen sculpting images
too potent to ignore
felt in tremors
heartbeats thumping softly
percussion in the core
whispered adjectives so sultry
even your nouns must quiver
slightly damp with their desire
as your words yet again
light another fire
i am so so deeply honored
divine poetess
this is very eloquent and sultry
and igniting ...
i think i'm in the mood for writing..
thank you for the succulent
food for thought
and good luck in the comp..
damn delicious this is!!!
the mind ripples
seduced by the tones of you
as your verbs slide over synapses
your vowels caressing flesh
in a sometimes wanton breath
pen sculpting images
too potent to ignore
felt in tremors
heartbeats thumping softly
percussion in the core
whispered adjectives so sultry
even your nouns must quiver
slightly damp with their desire
as your words yet again
light another fire
i am so so deeply honored
divine poetess
this is very eloquent and sultry
and igniting ...
i think i'm in the mood for writing..
thank you for the succulent
food for thought
and good luck in the comp..
damn delicious this is!!!
Simply honored to be honored......and thought I know that a main component of the competition was to be written in an erotic way, this was written in a very well-read way. Quips and allusions to some of my better compositions. A directive to good reading (and she did read them) Highly flattered. Regarded as more than just erotic ramblings. Much appreciated 
Truly hoping that more shall contribute to this competition......and that my very good friend, Grace will win Good Luck : )
Truly hoping that more shall contribute to this competition......and that my very good friend, Grace will win Good Luck : )
Poetikmind
Your words are feeling soft to the touch.
Your shoulders and neck, I want to clutch.
We are getting lost in paradise, never to be
Found again. I want to go into this fantasy
World, just slipping, sliding and exploring
Each other. We find a way of soaring
High. I am just like an addict looking for
Her next fix, I am always looking for more.
I want to paint your words across the sky
With a paintbrush, a soft caress to the thigh.
The desire burning deep and stretching across
Miles. Darling, we are going to become the boss.
Your words are feeling soft to the touch.
Your shoulders and neck, I want to clutch.
We are getting lost in paradise, never to be
Found again. I want to go into this fantasy
World, just slipping, sliding and exploring
Each other. We find a way of soaring
High. I am just like an addict looking for
Her next fix, I am always looking for more.
I want to paint your words across the sky
With a paintbrush, a soft caress to the thigh.
The desire burning deep and stretching across
Miles. Darling, we are going to become the boss.
Anonymous
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PoetSpeak
Tyrant of many Words
My favorite cowboy
From New York city
Reading my EROTIC poetry
You make me feel very special
Beside me you're the EROTIC king
Leaving comments on my erotic poetry
Making my girlfriend wet and horny
Just from HER reading your EROTIC poetry
Making my bald-headed yogurt slinger extra hard
Thanks my homey
Life is what you make it
No matter what it takes
I take my mask off
To read your erotic poetry
With the lights on
On my smartphone, tablet and Apple laptop
Reading you daily
You're my vitamin D
Milk and coffee
You're very sweet
When you leave comments on my erotic poems
Thanks again my favorite erotic male poet
Tyrant of many Words
My favorite cowboy
From New York city
Reading my EROTIC poetry
You make me feel very special
Beside me you're the EROTIC king
Leaving comments on my erotic poetry
Making my girlfriend wet and horny
Just from HER reading your EROTIC poetry
Making my bald-headed yogurt slinger extra hard
Thanks my homey
Life is what you make it
No matter what it takes
I take my mask off
To read your erotic poetry
With the lights on
On my smartphone, tablet and Apple laptop
Reading you daily
You're my vitamin D
Milk and coffee
You're very sweet
When you leave comments on my erotic poems
Thanks again my favorite erotic male poet
holes and graces
so many holes and so many places
Which is the best of all your graces.
A pussy deep and ass so round
Your sex has pushed me so profound.
Nipples aroused and hard on touch
To put my lips and there I’ll clutch.
I dream of you naked and free
Makes my dick hard just like a tree.
And if I ever get inside
Your legs will be completely wide.
Thrusting hard and at times slow
We’ll cum together with a blow.
Which is the best of all your graces.
A pussy deep and ass so round
Your sex has pushed me so profound.
Nipples aroused and hard on touch
To put my lips and there I’ll clutch.
I dream of you naked and free
Makes my dick hard just like a tree.
And if I ever get inside
Your legs will be completely wide.
Thrusting hard and at times slow
We’ll cum together with a blow.
Written by joeborg
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The Itch
Fushia tones flush adrenaline
Rich and thickly under tongues
Turning them unwelcomely dry
A cord in your neck augments
So perceptible with it's taut ticking
And I would arch my own to
Taste your salt
Above it's beat
If only coaxed...
For my capillaries cavort beneath shy cheeks
Under my umber summer spots
Freckles kindled flush to betray thoughts
I prefer to tightly keep
Hidden...
But your pupils protract
As if to embrace all of me
Extracting evidence my epicurean cues tattled
//
Lush air suspends "friends"
Heavy (indeed, nearly heaving) with alternate goals
Craving to blend their loose ends
Consciences stroked by infatuated illicit themes
Estimating tender ends to dreams
Rending friendzone fences at the seams
Rich and thickly under tongues
Turning them unwelcomely dry
A cord in your neck augments
So perceptible with it's taut ticking
And I would arch my own to
Taste your salt
Above it's beat
If only coaxed...
For my capillaries cavort beneath shy cheeks
Under my umber summer spots
Freckles kindled flush to betray thoughts
I prefer to tightly keep
Hidden...
But your pupils protract
As if to embrace all of me
Extracting evidence my epicurean cues tattled
//
Lush air suspends "friends"
Heavy (indeed, nearly heaving) with alternate goals
Craving to blend their loose ends
Consciences stroked by infatuated illicit themes
Estimating tender ends to dreams
Rending friendzone fences at the seams
Written by AtoMikbomb
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Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
SomedayMan
You had me with Nine passionate kisses
Each one I felt as I read you in my bed
I feel your hard and my wet should meet
and our senses will be filled
with the touch, the taste, the smell
of our desire- these pages will burn
as our heat ignites an undying flame
when my mouth encircles your maleness
and your pleasure erupts on my tongue
and I want to see your face as I look up and ask
'Am I pleasing you?' I long to hear you say
'Yes- Yes! You are Pleasing Me'.
Someday-
You had me with Nine passionate kisses
Each one I felt as I read you in my bed
I feel your hard and my wet should meet
and our senses will be filled
with the touch, the taste, the smell
of our desire- these pages will burn
as our heat ignites an undying flame
when my mouth encircles your maleness
and your pleasure erupts on my tongue
and I want to see your face as I look up and ask
'Am I pleasing you?' I long to hear you say
'Yes- Yes! You are Pleasing Me'.
Someday-
