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P2026 Yellow fellow

A very yellow fellow, now all mellow, 
Drowns his grief in a drink.
He's gambled away a lot, left only his thoughts, 
Cross-linked with unusual kink.

There's nothing else, just empty shells,
Of dreams he's been dreaming. 
The intimacy gone, just an act on,
Nothing in his past, worth redeeming.

He hopes life will be brief, end of all grief, 
Nothing is great anymore.
What else is there, he's lost all his flair,
A lonely impotent miserable whore.

This rum, mixed with cum, 
Didn't want the ejaculate to go waste. 
A morbid mind, a breed of a kind,
A gloomy spiral of doom and distaste. 


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P2024 I give you an ant




It's really a mental struggle, this life, 
It didn't turnout like a fairy tale. 
The fairy in fact fucked my ass,
And left me howling in the gale.

Then the monsters came, game to them,
Took turns to gape my asshole wide.
Now the shit plops without effort,
Nothing to hold it back inside.

I give you an ant, her cunt I can't, 
I know you want a piece of that fairy queen.
But I'm too weak, just an old freak, 
Now jaded of the life I've seen.

Age is a curse, death doesn't disburse, 
And I'm caught in this uncomfortable snare. 
Maybe when you're stronger your bite, 
Will do more than thin my remaining hair.

I'm so hoping that your poison will kill,
I badly want to die.
There's nothing in this cruel selfish world, 
Nothing else I'd rather try.

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P2021 Our love


Our love pink and blue, totally really true,
We share a lizard in our kiss.
Intimate as hell, I can smell, 
The pheromones ooze in our piss.

After we mate, I hope until quite late,
We'll drink a whole keg of beer.
Then we'll sleep fortnight and three,
Minds fresh with frivolous cheer.

The gods would be, a witness you see,
Of this love, passionate and wild.
Then your sperm with my egg,
Bring forth a weird human child.

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P2019 I eat a rat


I eat a rat, I always do that,
When I get stuck in a rut.
I bred some juicy pregnant ones,
And now they're all over my hut.

Winter will be here, my mind is very clear, 
I know now the world is upside-down. 
But be that as it may, I'm unable to say,
Why they say I'm just a surly clown. 

This and many things, clearly stings,
Like a pointy cock on a super softy ass,
But overall I think, my piss won't stink, 
If I pass the smell in my gas.

Stoicism my creed, nothing else I need,
Life is wearing a camouflage hat.
Fill my head with joy, give the rats soy, 
That's really all there's to that.

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P2003 My shitting pool


The sea is cool, my shitting pool,
Defecation is as holy as can be,
My turds are light, both brown and bright, 
Verily they bob in the goodly sea.

Now I know, said a ho I know, 
They are all about cleanliness, you see. 
So instead of on the spot, they shit in a pot,
And silently they release it in the sea.

Then this now not good, having understood, 
But made no sense to me or my ass.
The gods taught them, just be same, 
That honesty is just all gas. 

The water I kiss, get ready to piss, 
I almost feel like a fucking fish.
The gods on a cloud, chanting aloud, 
Clap and cheer with festive relish.

I show a finger, grab a turd like cinder, 
I prepare to throw it at them.
They quickly flee, drooling defeatist glee,
I spit in the air more phlegm. 

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P1998 This way and that,


I piss this way and that, stay fit not fat,
I've got a whole bunch of holes to fuck.
This time in spring, will joys bring, 
Mainly girls who like to suck.

They take money, no free cunny,
What's wrong with this theme?
Old days were gold, they did as told, 
I always ran out of lubricating cream.

Goodness gods, with free anal rods,
Precious and pious the people then,
Distorted nowadays, blaming the gays,
For fucking a cooked hen.

But I eat the hen, even then,
Wasting food isn't ever good, you know. 
But then I think I taste sperm,
And imagine fucking the fellow. 

That's bullshit you say, and you may,
Fiction sounds weird at times, 
But just one weak mango fart, could start,
A spree of wanton holy crimes.

The gods do know, in the heart of every ho,
Is a pristine pool of placid piss.
Too many infections and cholesterol, 
With alcohol may do this.

This bit I digress, it's my age, I confess, 
I've wanted a life with legs.
But time has passed, the wine gassed, 
I'm just sipping the lowly dregs.



P1997 My balls are heavy


My balls are heavy, impress a bevy,
Of girls nubile and strong. 
They shake the tree, trying to impress me,
And I always prove them wrong. 

Lo and behold, the ass wind is cold, 
Life slows down to a chilled fart.
People think I'm bad, so true that it's sad,
Truth is sometimes a putrid tart. 

My dreams are thick, unlike my dick,
I jump from branch to branch, 
And yes they say, that I am gay,
I dress my leaves in ranch.

Crazy this tree, I'll show you when free,
My mind is like an infinite land.
It's filled with dreams, lubricating creams, 
Me, Myself and my lover hand.

Hey hey hey, introduce you may,
As the craziest ape there is.
My hobbies include shooting poop,
Always on passing heads I piss.

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P1992 Naughty naughty girl


Shit and piss, just like this,
Really an ordinary man who likes to curl.
But my braided hair and ponytail rare,
Make for a naughty naughty girl. 

My balls sperm full, ass with stool,
Never a man can be gay.
The heavenly bell I can tell, 
Tolls with every heave, so I say.

Yes you see, only little pee, 
But the shit is almost brown spit.
Hallelujah says the gods, holy fucking rods,
My coolness never takes a hit.

So as you know, met the umbrella ho,
She insisted she fist my ass.
Holy fucking great, always liked a threat,
I killed her, one blast of sulphuric gas.

Ho Ho Ho, where's the brave ho,
So squeamish! My fart like dead fish.
Now, for free, an umbrella with me,
Gonna cook the whore into a dish.

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