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Amoy-Barbero

Submitted by on Wednesday, 20 June 2018 (1 day ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

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Pagpasok palang mapapansin mo agad
Tamis ng kanilang dila ang unang malalantad
Itsura nila'y di na kailangang ibilad
Para mapansin ng naggagandahang dilag

Babanat ng kwentong walang katuturan
Pahahangain ka sa kanilang katalinuhan
Pero kanilang karakas madaling malaman
Wag magpapaloko, amoy-barbero yan

Hindi lang isa, dalawa o tatlo
Kausap at kasisiran baka hanggang walo
Ewan ba anong meron ang mga taong ito
At madaling nakukuha ang atensyon mo

Magbibigay ako ng mga sample sa inyo
Dito sa FSS magbibilang ako
Mga lalaking babaero, este barbero
Unang una na si layo_edad, Calooh at si Jacko

Hindi naman sa sila'y sinisiraan ko
Malay ko naman kung ako'y paniwalaan nyo
Intensyon ko lamang na ipaalam sa inyo
Upang hindi na mabilang sa mga naloko

Kaya landi moderately, sabi nga ni Jojo
Pwedeng magpahalay pero wag magpa-uto
Umungol, humalinghing, wag isama puso
Upang di maging biktima ng amoy-barbero..

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Note: This is a work of fiction, kaya wag seryosohin. Mabait po sina LE, Calooh at Jacko. The term was coined by reader101, siya sisihin nyo hahahaha....

Calyo

Submitted by on Saturday, 16 June 2018 (4 days ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

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Yung akala nila iba na preference natin
Yung nilalandi na natin pati mga mhin
Na akala nila yung harot natin tunay at totoo
Di nila alam may pinagdadaanan lang tayo

Sa likod ng laughing emojis at mga kiss
Sakit ng damdamin pilit tinitiis
Nakikitawa, nakikibiro
Habang binubuo ang nabasag na puso

Putsa, ayoko nga makabasa ng beh, baby at babe
Binabalik lang mga memories na ayaw ko ng i-save
Ako ang nakasakit pero bakit ganoon
Ako ang hindi makamove on hanggang ngayon

Kaya mas ok na to, lalandiin ko mga kabaro
Hindi halata ang sakit na pilit kong tinatago
Lampake mapagkamalan mang bakla ako
Proud pa at may kiss emojing sasabihin ko
I love you, Calooh! :-*
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Masarap Kang Magtimpla ng Kape

Submitted by on Thursday, 14 June 2018 (6 days ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

Masarap kang Magtimpla ng Kape

Lalo na sa gabe....
Kapag nangangailangan ako ng init
Kasabay ng yakap na mahigpit

Masarap kang Magtimpla ng kape

Maging sa madaling-araw....
Kapag nakakaramdam ako ng ginaw
O di kaya'y kapag ako ay nauuhaw

Masarap kang magtimpla ng kape

Pati narin sa umaga....
Kasabay ng pandesal at mantikilya
Kakaiba ang hatid nitong saya

Ngunit pagsapit ng tanghali....

Nagbago ang lasa
Parang nadagdagan ang pait
Ng damhin ko ang tasa
Wala na rin ang init.

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Kasalanan Ng Panahon

Submitted by on June 13, 2018 (7 days ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

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Maulan na naman, wala pang pasok sa trabaho
Nakipagchat na lang, sa chatroom ang daming tao
Nakigulo sa lobby sabay whisper doon, whisper dito
Hanggang sa may napapayag ng sa PR aking masolo

Sa umpisa hulsam naman ang usapan
Hanggang sa mapunta sa sex ang kwentuhan
Malamig ang panahon, gustong kong mainitan
Kaya si girl niyaya ko ng kalokohan

Tanong muna kung paano siya painitin
Kiliti niya pinilit kong hanapin
Gusto-gusto daw niyang hinahalikan dun
At ako din gusto kong ipahimas si junjun

Lumalaban na rin siya sa temang may libog na
Syempre di ko na palalampasin pa
Gawin ang kahalayan sa pamamagitan ng salita
Makapagpaalpas ng init, kahit sa pagtipa 

Sabi ko, ipapasok ko na,
Sagot niya, kanina pa nakabuka
Ikiskis ko muna sa bungad ng naglalawa
Wag ko daw siyang bitinin, at isagad pa

Bumilis na himas ko, sa bawat mainit na palitan namin
In-imagine na daliri niya, sa hiwa niya'y nakasiksik na rin
Galit na galit na si junjun, may gusto ng paalpasin
Siya naman daw eh malapit na rin

Sige pa daw, Idiin ko pa ng idiin
Sa gigil ko, kumakadyot na ang pwet sa hangin
Hanggang may...

A Modest Plea

Submitted by on June 12, 2018 (8 days ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

My lungs remember every note of that loud yet calming tune
The bird sang when a quiet ray illuminated your face that afternoon
I stepped forward and you gave me not a promise, but a serene hope
Your lips were covered with doubt but I took its curves as a sacred oath

You wrote me sonnets smeared with fear and questions in every corner
I though it was poetic, my heart even fluttered through every layer
We glided around, went back and forth between trepidations and valor
It was fun until the weary waves finally disgruntled the young sailor

I laughed and danced along as we went through an emotional spin
But your uncertainties have become callous thorns against my skin
Your voice flaunted the hesitation in your every word
Enshrining your tongue like a protective sword

But you cannot forever keep me in this murky box of confusion
I have ripped enough veins trying to guess your intentions
I will unclench my fist and let you come home to your thoughts
Do untwine the tangled chains, do read the lines beetween every fold

If you finally realize that there is somewhere else you belong
Untie the old rose ribbon and sing me one last song
With gratitude and pain, I will take my final place
Anywhere is better than a bar filled with smoky haze

But if you ever find that delicate seed of belief in the idea of us
Summon the courage to traverse the ocean of distru...

Weirded Out

Submitted by on June 10, 2018 (10 days ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

i agree,
talking the way we talk;
laughing the way we laugh;
kissing the way we do.

is weird.

i agree,
walking away is not just talk;
keeping away is not a joke for laughs;
looking away is the right thing to do.

but that to me is weird.

i try not to talk.
i try not to laugh.
i try not to kiss.
i try to walk away.
i try to keep away.
i try to look away.

but trying makes me weird....

Payaso

Submitted by on June 7, 2018 (13 days ago)
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags:


Kabilang ako sa madla na tumatawa,
Biro niyang kahit sino makarinig napapahalakhak na,
Kuha niya atensiyon ng lahat akala mo kakandidato,
Na sa bawat grupong ginagalawan siya ang bibo.

Hatid niya ay saya di maikakaila,
Sa bawat pagpapatawa anong nagaganansya?
Masayang magpasaya at saka alam ko pakiramdam ng malungkot,
Sabay kindat niya sakin pagkatapos sumagot.

Isang gabi hinahanap siya ng mga barkada,
Sa pintuan ko nagulat akong bumungad siya,
Lasing na lasing at luhaan mga mata,
Panay tanong ko ng bakit pero sagot niya lang, pagod na siya.

Di na muling nagtanong at niyakap siya,
Magdamag sinamahan hanggang nakatulog na,
Tahimik ko siyang pinagmasdan na sa hita ko nakaunan,
Napabuntong hininga at ang nangingilid niyang luha'y hinalikan.

Sa amoy sigarilyong hangin,
Pasimple kong binulong ang panalangin,
Dumilat siya kinuha kamay ko't pinatong sakanyang pisngi,
Sabay sabi niyang salamat... na sinuklian ko ng ngiti.

Tulog ka na, andito lang ako... mahina kong sambit
At muli niyang hinawakan kamay ko sa pisngi niya bago pumikit.
Mula noon ay hinangad kong pasiyahin siya,
Na tila ba kailangan din ng nagpapasaya ng tagapagpasaya,

Mula nang ipakita niyang di lahat ng nagpapasaya... ay masaya....

Happy Endings

Submitted by on June 6, 2018 (15 days ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

Move on, there's no point in waiting.
There is no room left for you in her life.
Give up, stop trying.
She has after all, stopped being your wife.

Get up, one foot in front of the other.
You are no longer a priority.
Move up, you've become a bottom dweller.
Stop wallowing in mediocrity.

Quit it, in asking all the questions.
In waiting for signs and vain hope.
End it, despite all the promises and suggestions.
To be able to survive and to just cope.

happy birthday to you, to us and to me....

Story of A Dancer

Submitted by on June 3, 2018 (17 days ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

She was dancing,
but not for joy; for her needs.
Her face had a smile but there wasn't happiness, there was her necessity.

Her scent of perfume, was suppressed by smell of alcohol.
She was young; but abused.
She was beautiful, but wasn't proud of it.

She was there for her great audience; who were mere for her art.
They cheered and showered money at the end of performance, but I still saw her poor.
She was flawless; and I was courageless to go and tell her that - She took a part of me....

Heart's Desire

Submitted by on May 19, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

A woman one hundred and ten percent
There is no man who could relent
From pursuing her to the ends of the earth
Through trials of passion, moments of mirth
Happy is the man who holds her near
Who says to her, "Your are my dear"
Who lies within her warm embrace
To kiss her lips and pretty face

To touch her skin and cum within
And shed tears for what has been
There is a moment sacred and rare
That one may share with his lady fair
After that there is no escape
The heart does want and will not wait
So my sweet, be not surprised
My need for you will not subside

In my passion there is one place
That you know is your lovely face
Your smile and laugh, your voice so grand
Is it any wonder you make me stand
And bow before your figure neat
Then my knees to kiss your feet
Forgive me when my love can't wait
There is no question, you are my fate

There is a magic when I'm inside
A special feeling that I can not hide
My darling sometimes I can not wait
I may cum to soon, sometimes to late
Forgive me if my heart does rule
My penis plays me for a fool
That's why I suck your little peach
To make sure you are served with relief
After several times you've org
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