Writings about wickd.witz (13)
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Perfume and You

Submitted by on May 12, 2016 (6 months ago)
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , ,

Perfume and YouA wickd.witz nonsense © ™ ®
May 13, 2016 | All Rights Reversed !

Good day everyone ! It's Friday the 13th but I won't have any of that. The other day I noticed emptied bottles of perfumes sa drawers ko, some sa cabinets.. yung iba kalat kalat kung saang bahagi ng kwarto. I thought of an idea na instead na itapon ko (kasi wala naman silbi), I'd rather start a hobby or collection. Pang distract stress or mindless thoughts. 

I asked chatters sa lobby (boring naman kasi walang topic at that time) sa preferred or gamit nilang pabango.

They responded naman and all who answered were jubilant and ecstatic sa topic.
 And here's what I gathered from their preferences or gamit nilang pabango and recommendations nila for men.

Ladynhesa - Chloe, Omnia Bulgari, Hermes Jardin
coolestblue - Benetton Cold, Polo Blue
arkie - Gap Dream Love, Clinique Happy for Men
dee27 - Oxygen Lure
azucera.depapa - Issey Miyake (Light Blue) .. (probably Expedition)
Callisto - Acquia de Gio Armani
oliverjohnholmes - Hugo Boss, Polo Black, Lacoste L.12.12
shobe.sheen - Lanvin Eclat
gorgo1 - Guess Neo
owlzen - Acquia de Gio Armani
Anaxarette - Bombshell Victoria's Secret

Ano gamit nyo guys ? Kindly indicate if pwede sya sa lalake lang or pambabae lang or pwede sa lalake at babae.

Thank you!...

3rd Sex

Submitted by on April 22, 2016 (7 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: ,

A wickd.witz nonsense © ™ ®
April 22, 2016 | All Rights Reversed !


His swagger told everything
Though he denied all candid thing
His butt swaying, finger tossing did all the saying
He's a fruit.. I wonder if he's worth slicing

His ass beckoning as if wanting
Those eyebrows raised as if warning
Of future scenarios mind boggling
For a moment thought those tits were jiggling

Hesitating, I have to ask the ruffian
As to where those tits were made of
Thailand ? I asked. He answered "NO ! Russian !"
And before I can retort.. to the dark he darted off.
...

Release

Submitted by on April 19, 2016 (7 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: ,

A wickd.witz nonsense © ™ ®
April 19, 2016 | All Rights Reversed !
 

Heavenly bitch, hellish itch
Protruding spot, engorged walnut
Dampened cavern, truncated rainforests
Eroded ravine, excessive mining.

35-E valley, inked and pierced belly
Desert skin, raining thighs
Lust waterfall, desire river
Moist volcano, tingling spring

Sweet sweats, earlobe love
Prune pair, torrid touches
Deep cave tour, contour pleasure
Rough texture, sensual rupture

Waist whirlwinds, tempestuous tempo
Delicious destruction, ravenous ritual
Maelstrom storm, raging release
Thunderous thunderclap then a deafening downpour....

Love Grabbed And Stabbed My Heart

Submitted by on April 14, 2016 (7 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: ,


(A Pantoum Poem)
©wickd.witz 
All Rights Reserved 2016

Love grabbed and stabbed my heart
Falsely accused, contempt for her building, and in silence brooding
Mindless mocking, quarrels and her unfounded womanizing woes neverending
Her feelings in frantic frenzy, furious and dramatic, our lives unfulfilling

Falsely accused, contempt for her building, and in silence brooding
A marriage marred, unjustified jealousy, her delusory doubts disdaining
Her feelings in frantic frenzy, furious and dramatic, our lives unfulfilling
Wild thoughts, her doubts and disbelief, believing I'm deceiving's so annoying

A marriage marred, unjustified jealousy, her delusory doubts disdaining
Children crying, bickering served for breakfast, downright disappointing
Wild thoughts, her doubts and disbelief, believing I'm deceiving's so annoying
She refused cooking, arguments served for dinner, and Sex on vacation hibernating.

Children crying, bickering served for breakfast, downright disappointing
Stressing seeing suit or pants devoid of pressing, not to add that nasty nagging
She refused cooking, arguments served for dinner, and Sex on vacation hibernating.
Nightmares at night! My dick suing me of deprivation, dragging its balls out of the house cursing!

Stressing seeing suit or pants devoid of pressing, not to add that nasty nagging
So tired of sleeping on...

When My Cock Got Stuck

Submitted by on April 10, 2016 (7 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: ,

When My Cock Got StuckA wickd.witz nonsense © ™ ®
March 11, 2016 | All Rights Reversed !

Was too damn dazed one night in the dark, my kidneys rumbled
Blundered and fumbled I nearly stumbled
In a dimmed alley I hurried as fast as my legs can carry
For I know all this will burst if I don't hurry.

Stepped on a cat, what a nuisance a fellow was that
For I nearly hurt myself when I slipped and fell on my butt
I peed a little and I laughed as if tickled
For I soiled myself as I felt the drops trickled.

Where that little menace went, though for a moment tranced
Stood up to regain my balance, that fall shook me up
Dizziness from earlier's drink, sets in and the surroundings danced
Braced for grasp and let out a gasp as to the ground again I dropped.

Surely now, I regained my footing, I'm so wasted who am I kidding
I laughed and continued my luck in this unlikely alley
Unzipped my zippers, let out my cock, boy I'm so out of luck !
Relieved myself but would you believe as I zipped back my cock got stuck!...

Skinned Alive and Flayed

Submitted by on April 8, 2016 (8 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

Skinned Alive and FlayedA wickd.witz nonsense © ™ ®
March 8 2016 | All Rights Reversed !

Thought highly of you .. you are uniquely special
Your opinions.. your perspective.. spatial
Your rational thinking stood out ..never bored
With you and I am humbled .. a trait I seldom afford

I've hurt you by disclosing a secret
A promise I broke yes I agree
Good intentions yes it will always be
My stand, a decision I won't regret

You won't ever lie so won't I
Be obliged to be treated the same
Would you rather me lie and put to shame ?
If being rational is just an option I'd rather die.

I always thought you're the level-headed one
With all the accumulated wisdom and debates won
And with trust treated mistrust and such
Then clearly I endear and thought too damn much.

Done you no harm more like to charm
Bridging a gap not in a way to overlap
You called me petty, I'd call you pretty
You are hurting.. here I am with the same thing.

Betrayed.. that I am portrayed!
I'd rather be skinned alive and flayed !
Honesty is tasty .. blatant and tangy
You were never wronged so don't be edgy !...

The Day I Attempted To Write an Erotic Poem

Submitted by on April 7, 2016 (8 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: ,



Can tit rhyme with slit ? or clit ?
Or use cock with suck ?
Make do with a simple fuck ?
Or make it teasing a little bit?

I found out I'm dumbfounded
What can possibly rhyme with nipple?
Should I be blunt or be subtle ?
I promised a poem or I'd be dead !

This dilemma's driving me to madness fits
Shit ! wits... shut up .. your spits
The words were never there not even here
Fuck I need a Merriam or a Webster !

I wish I could erase and never boasted
Backtrack my steps than end up being roasted
Need more materials, more skill so it seem
The day I attempted to write an erotic poem...

I Pissed Outside My Window One Night

Submitted by on April 2, 2016 (8 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: ,

I Pissed Outside My Window One Night
I pissed outside my window one night ... I saw so many cigarette butts cluttered
The night air.. the urge to end my life .. with a single jump
A single jump ..a wicked song in the background .. all it takes
A shot of whiskey? A friend saying don't?
Would burn you and say or think you shouldn't?

You'd die anyway .. with all that burnt out cigarettes cluttered
You saw in that half-opened window.. you never spent time.. outside that same window
In a house .. you never spent a dime making
Then spent all your life making a life and making a living not your own.

Where are you headed at? What are the things you're looking forward to
When all you risked.. Risked?! You didn't even took the chance
To risk a single chance.. To chance on a life
A life that can be ... for a chance.

What is hurt ? Is it something tasted?
Something to be hurt of.. to acquire it?
To be bought to even care about?
Or something to share we can live without?...

Chatroom, Whiskey, and Her

Submitted by on March 28, 2016 (8 months ago)
Posted in Confession: English | Categories: Romance | Tags: , ,

Chatroom, Whiskey, and HerStaring at this quarter-filled glass
Of whiskey and an almost emptied bottle
While I coughed out the smoke of cigarettes
That's been choking my lungs for twenty years
And then shifting my gaze at the PC monitor
To read the hearty and sometimes sarcastic
Chitchats of those chat room regulars
Something inside filled me with longing.

She's gone.. I let her go.. Whimsically
Out of sheer stupidity .. jealousy .. or drunkenness
Or all of the three combined.. Who knows
I bet she knew all along for she knows me
More than I can ever understand myself and my actions
She's my long-sought light teaching me the ways
Of life and the value of being a better person I can be
To let go of the demons and get out of the pond.

My light.. My cherished teacher .. My best friend
My confidant.. She's gone .. Out of my life
No amount of tears, of feigned happiness, of depression
Would be enough for the miseries, hurts and heartaches
I caused her to slowly get tired and turned away
Can bring her back to me and restart anew
If only she can read this heartfelt mumbling flowing
She'd know.. She always does, that my tears would then start falling.

Can hearts get pained? Can hearts burst? Or can they be made of stone?
Can hearts be out of pace ? Can hearts be out of place?
She wanted my heart and direction on the right place and path ...

Contemplating

Submitted by on February 14, 2016 (9 months ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , ,


I am alone in my big quiet room
Thinking what if you are here
And not so far away
Out of reach and out of touch.

Will we watch a documentary
While doing footsie under a blanket?
Will we play truth or dare
With a bottle of gin or rum?

Will we go camping?
Will we end up hugging?
Or will we end up wacking
Each others' head and call names?

Feb 14, 2016 © wickd.witz This nonsense may not be reproduced in any manner, without the expressed permission of the author. Pakulam kita...

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