Wife Seeking Honest Critique Poems
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wife seeking honest critique poems. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 11:44am
6th Feb 2025 11:44am
A problem occured while fisting my girl
#dirty
#girlfriend
#orgasm
#porn
#wife
151 reads
11 Comments
Ronnie2016
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 6:43pm
29th Jan 2025 6:43pm
Twenty Years on.. Part 1
#wife
89 reads
6 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 5:36am
27th Jan 2025 5:36am
My Better Angel
No femme fatale rocks a housecoat as well
as my beloved of thirty-five years,
since with it she bolstered me, truth to tell,
far beyond the phonemes of sonneteers
or any bunny in a magazine
shorn of their drapery mysterium
so notorious at setting the scene
for male gaze fever delirium...
which was always the wealth I truly craved
when often I had surplus love to spend
and she so fervent by that to be laved,
both inside and out, and at either end...
where even becoming fifty-seven
she comes across as a piece of heaven!
as my beloved of thirty-five years,
since with it she bolstered me, truth to tell,
far beyond the phonemes of sonneteers
or any bunny in a magazine
shorn of their drapery mysterium
so notorious at setting the scene
for male gaze fever delirium...
which was always the wealth I truly craved
when often I had surplus love to spend
and she so fervent by that to be laved,
both inside and out, and at either end...
where even becoming fifty-seven
she comes across as a piece of heaven!
#admiration
#birthday
#love #wife
#love #wife
102 reads
8 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 6:28pm
25th Jan 2025 6:28pm
The Second Wife
I wanted her, but I was married, and fucked up in the head. I cheated on my first wife all the time, but with her, my second wife, I couldn’t even look away. The toughest thing you’ll ever do is to love someone dying of cancer— Honestly, I could never do that again, he said, his voice shaking, his eyes searching the past.
"I knew in my heart I was meant to be with her, For the rest of her life, even though she wouldn’t be here for the end of mine." Misty-eyed, he spoke, and as he showed me pictures of her, I saw it in her eyes—those beautiful blue eyes, the kind you never...
"I knew in my heart I was meant to be with her, For the rest of her life, even though she wouldn’t be here for the end of mine." Misty-eyed, he spoke, and as he showed me pictures of her, I saw it in her eyes—those beautiful blue eyes, the kind you never...
#husband
#love
#marriage
#spiritual
#wife
68 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 12:42pm
18th Jan 2025 12:42pm
Cum here and watch
#girlfriend
#orgasm
#sex
#uplifting
#wife
232 reads
0 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 00:15am
12th Jan 2025 00:15am
The DUP Court
Ladies and Gentlemen
Jurors of the DUP court
Allow me to paint you a picture
It’s a crime of the heart
(Of the heart, he said?)
Yes, you heard me correctly.
For those of you with delicate dispositions
Or have never heard of some positions
Please allow me to finish this crime of hate
(wait, he said heart, now hate)
I know I am making you wait
It's too long, so here it goes.
She found him in the bed with Gwendolyn
Gwendolyn, in her words, is her best friend
They grew up in a time of...
Jurors of the DUP court
Allow me to paint you a picture
It’s a crime of the heart
(Of the heart, he said?)
Yes, you heard me correctly.
For those of you with delicate dispositions
Or have never heard of some positions
Please allow me to finish this crime of hate
(wait, he said heart, now hate)
I know I am making you wait
It's too long, so here it goes.
She found him in the bed with Gwendolyn
Gwendolyn, in her words, is her best friend
They grew up in a time of...
#ForbiddenLove
#girlfriend
#husband
#lust
#wife
172 reads
8 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 00:02am
1st Jan 2025 00:02am
Is there a GOD
I’m standing in line at the children’s graveyard
I look for my lost son and my beautiful wife
Stand among the most inhumane condition
But im looking for family to set me free
See a sneaker that looks like his
Pull up a rock I’ve found my buried son
Dig like a dog you cant stop me
When i get to him he’s not breathing
I wail out and scream and say is there a GOD
If there is i cant see him
I look for my lost son and my beautiful wife
Stand among the most inhumane condition
But im looking for family to set me free
See a sneaker that looks like his
Pull up a rock I’ve found my buried son
Dig like a dog you cant stop me
When i get to him he’s not breathing
I wail out and scream and say is there a GOD
If there is i cant see him
#children
#death
#war #wife
#war #wife
58 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 10:57am
14th Dec 2024 10:57am
It feels good, so who really cares
When he would get off from work he would come home to his wife and her irritable old mother
He hates his mother in law
She lives with them, after her husband died a few years back
Lucky him
She nags and complains and aggravates him every goddamn night
He gets tired of telling his wife to kick her out or have her shut her fucking mouth
He can't take the noise
All day long at work he has to listen to the noise
His boss, the assholes he works with and those fucking machines
When he gets home he wants quiet
His wife is always protecting her mother...
He hates his mother in law
She lives with them, after her husband died a few years back
Lucky him
She nags and complains and aggravates him every goddamn night
He gets tired of telling his wife to kick her out or have her shut her fucking mouth
He can't take the noise
All day long at work he has to listen to the noise
His boss, the assholes he works with and those fucking machines
When he gets home he wants quiet
His wife is always protecting her mother...
#anger
#frustration
#orgasm
#parent
#wife
111 reads
10 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 3:20am
13th Dec 2024 3:20am
A Friend's One Christmas Nightmare
Eric saw Santa opening gifts.
One gift contains his wife's naked corpse.
He saw Santa's a skeleton.
One gift contains his wife's naked corpse.
He saw Santa's a skeleton.
#Christmas
#death
#fiction
#sex
#wife
86 reads
2 Comments
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
11th Dec 2024 4:52pm
11th Dec 2024 4:52pm
Marriage Life
I'm use to spending my days in bad weather.
Hot, cold, sleet, snow, whiteouts it didn't matter.
Pushing myself to the limits because I hated to see you sick.
Who would have thought that the moments away would be the reason that we'd eventually split.
Thank God you made it through and now the kids are grown.
The only down fall is I'm sitting at this table eating breakfast all alone.
When just 10 years ago I was singing to a different tune.
I can't say I hate you because yes I understand you, even though sometimes I wish it wasn't true.
On the outside...
Hot, cold, sleet, snow, whiteouts it didn't matter.
Pushing myself to the limits because I hated to see you sick.
Who would have thought that the moments away would be the reason that we'd eventually split.
Thank God you made it through and now the kids are grown.
The only down fall is I'm sitting at this table eating breakfast all alone.
When just 10 years ago I was singing to a different tune.
I can't say I hate you because yes I understand you, even though sometimes I wish it wasn't true.
On the outside...
#husband
#love
#marriage
#separation
#wife
93 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
4th Dec 2024 00:05am
Adulation Bombastry
In a daze of phlogiston and aether
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
and steampunk chunks of yesteryear vapor
I wrote love sonnets just to bequeath her
on a myriad of fine craft paper...
all for the castles in her maven sky
of woolgathering watercolor drops
the sunbeams brought to her passage bird eye
from lupine fields and fresh Aegilops.
She the canny nymph, and I the satyr,
who hoped she'd take a turn upon my flute
somewhere in my cavorting to mate her
or nurse the dew from her paradise fruit...
raised in that old Virginia for lovers
she already...
#marriage
#PowerOfWords
#romantic
#wife
#WritingPoetry
228 reads
10 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2024 2:46pm
2nd Dec 2024 2:46pm
Is She Doing It To Make Me Jealous Or What?
Wayne was sitting in
a dive having some coffee
and reading some Bradbury.
That's before he looked
across the street and saw his
wife kissing some other guy.
a dive having some coffee
and reading some Bradbury.
That's before he looked
across the street and saw his
wife kissing some other guy.
#betrayal
#coffee
#fiction
#lover
#wife
97 reads
4 Comments
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