Submissions by Lamjhnsn1 (FREe African King)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've written for many years now. On and off. To the level of one who does write on and off. I always come back to this wonderful art form. Here, to grow, share and enjoy the artistry of others.
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jul 2024 1:41pm
11th Jul 2024 1:41pm
Vagina (Connoisseur)
I've been toiling year, after year.
It has been a lot of hard work.
But, worthwhile, for a cause so dear.
I could of been an entrepreneur;
Instead, I've made it my business,
To become a vagina connoisseur
I've studied papyrus scrolls, & palm leaves of old.
I've held The Kama Sutra, & Egyptian texts in my hand;
All to better understand your secret lines, & folds.
I've spoken to the wise, both clergy, & scholar, & while reticent;
In fact, rather foreboding.
Even they would extol, the merits of an end,...
It has been a lot of hard work.
But, worthwhile, for a cause so dear.
I could of been an entrepreneur;
Instead, I've made it my business,
To become a vagina connoisseur
I've studied papyrus scrolls, & palm leaves of old.
I've held The Kama Sutra, & Egyptian texts in my hand;
All to better understand your secret lines, & folds.
I've spoken to the wise, both clergy, & scholar, & while reticent;
In fact, rather foreboding.
Even they would extol, the merits of an end,...
#erotic
#passion
#sensual
#sex
#sexy
292 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
9th Jul 2024 6:32pm
9th Jul 2024 6:32pm
If I Were An African King
If I were an African King,
The Malika's of my dreams.
Wearing dresses, with princess seams.
Deprived not, of a lavish thing.
If I were an African King.
Mwezi lit nights, with flesh that screams.
Thirts that flow, as The Lopori streams.
With all the spark my upanga can bring.
If I were an African King.
Smiles that shine, like The Namib beams.
Their trees "give on" as the tongue reams.
Upon their lips, my name that they'd sing.
If I were an African King
The Malika's of my dreams.
Wearing dresses, with princess seams.
Deprived not, of a lavish thing.
If I were an African King.
Mwezi lit nights, with flesh that screams.
Thirts that flow, as The Lopori streams.
With all the spark my upanga can bring.
If I were an African King.
Smiles that shine, like The Namib beams.
Their trees "give on" as the tongue reams.
Upon their lips, my name that they'd sing.
If I were an African King
#culture
#dystopian
#freedom
#identity
#masculinity
170 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Jul 2024 6:19pm
9th Jul 2024 6:19pm
First Date
Off the vine ; very appealing.
She does not come apart.
Her wit is biting.
My wine spills.
Kisses my cheek, trying not to laugh.
That was twenty years ago.
It's only grapes.
She does not come apart.
Her wit is biting.
My wine spills.
Kisses my cheek, trying not to laugh.
That was twenty years ago.
It's only grapes.
#boyfriend
#dating
#FallingInLove
#girlfriend
#happiness
149 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
8th Jul 2024 6:23pm
8th Jul 2024 6:23pm
Her Name Is Paradox
A linear, mystical, being.
With entryways, like oak.
Where abstaining is as touching, & touching is too seeing.
Her name is Paradox
Her body was statuesque, likened to an aureate stair,
Ascending to Heaven's third level.
As lengthy as her body, her bundled hair.
Her name is Paradox
Her halls, they will envelope you,
A forbidden door welcomes you in.
Her pain is pleasure through, & through
Her name is Paradox
Her mezzanine, like curtains draped,
Her dermal folds come undone in the...
With entryways, like oak.
Where abstaining is as touching, & touching is too seeing.
Her name is Paradox
Her body was statuesque, likened to an aureate stair,
Ascending to Heaven's third level.
As lengthy as her body, her bundled hair.
Her name is Paradox
Her halls, they will envelope you,
A forbidden door welcomes you in.
Her pain is pleasure through, & through
Her name is Paradox
Her mezzanine, like curtains draped,
Her dermal folds come undone in the...
#mythology
163 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jul 2024 6:37am
8th Jul 2024 6:37am
I breathe You In
This floor creeks with pain it remembers.
I breathe you in.
From our past, remains a few embers.
I breathe you in.
With time, there's still so little to do.
I breathe you in.
Somewhere later, they'll be someone new.
I breathe you in.
I breathe you in.
From our past, remains a few embers.
I breathe you in.
With time, there's still so little to do.
I breathe you in.
Somewhere later, they'll be someone new.
I breathe you in.
#love
#relationships
134 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Jul 2024 9:17pm
5th Jul 2024 9:17pm
Rustled (By The Wind)
The leaden skies cover (her) completely.
Clouds, like glutted lips, brim with moisture and then rain down.
At once, its vastness is sodden, & every stem is the more fertile with beaming color.
But one, the greater of these!
This rose, whose petals have been teased apart, reveals its splendor!
Her stigma, as rustled by the wind.
As sung to by a humming (Sunbird).
Gift a gift that makes trinkets of mortal indulgence.
Clouds, like glutted lips, brim with moisture and then rain down.
At once, its vastness is sodden, & every stem is the more fertile with beaming color.
But one, the greater of these!
This rose, whose petals have been teased apart, reveals its splendor!
Her stigma, as rustled by the wind.
As sung to by a humming (Sunbird).
Gift a gift that makes trinkets of mortal indulgence.
#rain
#relationships
#romantic
152 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Jul 2024 9:13pm
5th Jul 2024 9:13pm
Against Your Gates
I have planned against your gates since darkness fell.
And laid in wait, the greater hell.
Now among both sides, a slight in between.
And a growing prospect left unforeseen.
I imagine fire, I can foresee heat, liberation from the gun!
And sweat that falls like bullets, lightning beneath the sun.
Striking that will last from dawn to dusk.
And in the night sky, stars that fall amongst the musk.
And laid in wait, the greater hell.
Now among both sides, a slight in between.
And a growing prospect left unforeseen.
I imagine fire, I can foresee heat, liberation from the gun!
And sweat that falls like bullets, lightning beneath the sun.
Striking that will last from dawn to dusk.
And in the night sky, stars that fall amongst the musk.
#admiration
#ForbiddenLove
#romantic
184 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jul 2023 3:52am
12th Jul 2023 3:52am
Salt & Sea
Salt & Sea
The sun makes it's charge.
It presses rays upon the estuary, ....&
dampens her brow.
It passes over land, & ocean.
Working above the two, with caresses, proportionate.
....And there is no less attentiveness shown, to desperate wind gusts, as to her palms, sodden with the heat of closeness.
The sun, sways from the East, casting shadows upon her neck, & making orbits around bristols. And then, glitter falls into the river...her river, mixing salt, & sea.
The sun makes it's charge.
It presses rays upon the estuary, ....&
dampens her brow.
It passes over land, & ocean.
Working above the two, with caresses, proportionate.
....And there is no less attentiveness shown, to desperate wind gusts, as to her palms, sodden with the heat of closeness.
The sun, sways from the East, casting shadows upon her neck, & making orbits around bristols. And then, glitter falls into the river...her river, mixing salt, & sea.
#sensual
240 reads
2 Comments
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