I am yours
I am yours, .
you are mine.
would that the result,
come forth fine.
O' my heart's king!
have you no queen?
if you need it,
I may offer myself,
but,
pass a smile to me,
pay a slight wink,
try to join a link,
I would like to be,
your queen.
only your queen.
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Her own style of begging
A young lady,
in an eagle-spread shape,
lying aside the road,
at a lonely place,
had no clothes
on the upper part of her body,
The lower garments i.e. sari & petticoat,
were touching her navel point.
kept over her thighs.
the navicular part,
between both her thighs,
covered with hairy-bushes,
was representing
a rape-case,
making much noise,
crying for vigorous violation of her virginity.
all It was her own style of begging,
while nothing was done like that of,
she was crying for.
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Husband of my choice!
I want my husband
of my own choice.
He should have all the qualities
of a strong man.
He should seem physically
strong and may prove himself
a complete man in every sphere
of his life.
he would have to tie me,
in her tight embrace,
however, his behavior might be,
too rough and tough,
it doesn't make difference.
But he should prove,
his complete maleness,
tiring me in bride-bed,
tearing my flesh in to pieces
entering me with too hard strokes,
for hours.
And if he fails,
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Bitter experience of my first night
I was alone near my husband,
I was afraid of near my husband.
When he came closed to me and,
made me unveil, I was gazing the floor.
when his exploring hands, tried to unfold the knot,
of my bra, I began to shiver with an inexperience fear.
both the silvery pigeon swelled out and peeped out of
the silky cage.
But at the last moments
his hands got down..down..and down.
Then, I had gone to real stage of ecstasy,
where there was no fear, no hesitation
and no opposition,
What was it? why she surrendered herself
before her brutal husband? to be crushed
or for any other purpose, that she wanted to solve,
No..no...no another purpose might be solved there,
besides it, that she would be torn
penetrating some thing stony-hard and inexperienced.
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How To Drive?
Wait, wait, wait,
let yourself wait,
be ready to learn driving,
vehicle up to date.
darling vehicle up to date.
Always start car o' expert with care.
Otherwise, would find some thing,
Uneasy, unfair.
keep clutch in hand,
never accident,
pass away you very slowly,
until it may faint.
hate, hate, hate,
fast driving hate.
be ready to learn driving,
vehicle up to date.
Vehicle:
see this one is gate kaveri,
this one kutubminar.
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A Rape In The Late Night
It was a late night,
I had to complete my office-work,
So I made a sitting with my boss.
I saw my boss staring at me,
My shawl slipped down,
But the boss kept it back,
on my shoulders,
I paid him thanks,
'Mention not' he said,
Then he hugged me tightly,
He began to pat my back.
And took me up in his embrace.
I was frightened and,
tried myself to hide
He had come over me
and paid so many kisses
on my cheeks.
I requested him,
Not to stretch me wide,
He took a bottle of beer,
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A strong Bear, a poor cave
A quarrel took place,
Between a tight, narrow cave,
and a huge, black, hairy bear.
the poor cave was afraid of,
her narrowness,
the bear had no fear.
Actually, the bear was
in search of a cave,
where he could spent
his night merrily,
his mission was to hide himself,
by all means, fair or unfair.
The bear begged the shelter,
from the cave to get entered,
but cave denied.
she said, ' I am not wide.
if I take you in,
you may get me in trouble,
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Thus, we made our first night!
It was my first night!
every thing was alright!
I was waiting for
my bridegroom.
just then, someone
entered my room.
He slightly smiled
and made me unveil.
I closed my eyes.
He seemed to me wise.
he whispered, 'so sweet! '
its our first night to meet.
He embraced me and have
a sweet kiss on my lips.
and began to exploring me,
with his finger-tips.
my heart began to throb,
as his hands slid into my robe.
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