Wednesday, March 29, 2006

LOVE MAKING


LOVE MAKING


It was full moon of that romantic night
She was there, laying beside me
In my arms I held her so tight
My sweet darling, yes it was she;

Dragged her, I kissed her all over
And felt her softness in me
Squeezed and fondled her with passion
Explored each part of her body;

Coming down by her neck and mountains
Reached her navel, and find it so deep.
And she was crying with joyful pain
Whole body of her was feeling the creep.

I came down to the most delicious part
Locked between her two thighs
Could feel the beatings of her heart
It was so exciting, so nice;

Couldn’t listen her moaning and pleading
Feeling the warmth of her middle part
No mercy, no mercy
I‘ve Got to tear her apart.

Next second I was in her;
Our body and soul met and dissolved
In each other
Reached the climax, the day been called;

I was laying next a deflowered girl
And can hear her, she was weeping
I felt the cruelest pleasure
As I left her…….crying…..

BY
ANI

A WALK TOWARDS DEATH



A WALK TOWARDS DEATH




Walking in this lonely night, alone in rain
With a burden heart and with endless pain

Towards somewhere I’ve never been
A mysterious path of life, that I never seen

This stormy night was really driving me crazy
In front of my eyes it was everything dark and hazy

Looked at the sky to find my guiding star
But it was so cloudy to find as I looked so far

A strange feeling crawled in my heart
In this unknown path, I’ve been distraught

But again I realize that I m in the right way
And now I’ve nothing to think, do or say

I m standing on a border where ends every faith
Walking away from life I m heading to my death


BY
ANI

Winner


WINNER



All my life, I keep losing every game
Every time I was sure of myself
I fell so hard on my face, with a sense of shame
And the only thing creeps in mind is disbelief

A miserable life of a loser
A pitiful life of a heart broken
A helpless moron, an arrogant man
I am all the above, that been spoken.

Still I keep challenging winners
Give them horrible nights of nightmares
And they hate me to the core
Let them, till their death, who cares.

Love to see winners, sworing under breath
Cursing and biting their lips in anger
But helpless and annoyed in their heart
Knowing I am the ugliest dange.r

They somehow manage to beat me in the end
So they like to call me a looser
But don’t know I can be a winner at any second
But I just want to be me, then a crooked winner.


BY
ANI