Is your meal To be tasted by you.. (..in caption..) (Quote 710) He kissing through the way from feet to up.. She puts one of her legs around his shoulder While he suck her thighs Putting an

(Quote 710) He kissing through the way from feet to up.. She puts one of her legs around his shoulder While he suck her thighs Putting an #wordgasm #erotica #randomone #moansandmoons #MnMbetweenlegs #cindy #beingpurple

Is your meal
To be tasted by you..

(..in caption..) (Quote 710) He kissing through the way from feet to up..
She puts one of her legs around his shoulder

While he suck her thighs

Putting an

Smruti Ranjan mohanty

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-60 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Man is born unique so different and special in his own way irrespective of social clusters caste, creed and colour supreme and matchless he is having no equal and parallel The brainchild of man delicately nurtured over the years in the womb of colonialism and imperialism colourism and shadeism discrimination on the basis of colour black, pale and dull treating a vast multitude of humanity inferior and unacceptable is but an attitude of few to subjugate others and convey the message that they are lesser mortals not at par with others destined to suffer for no fault of theirs Discrimination so apparent in the fair play of justice in the field of business, labour, housing, healthcare etc hardly there is any space to breathe in. Any feeling of superiority on the basis of colour is highly unscientific do not have a basis of its own men are different but at par with each other each having his own traits with no one superior or inferior The wind of change is blowing with the black people proving their worth in every field and surpassing many the message is loud and clear that the days of make belief identities on the basis of colour are but numbered Let the champions of racism realise the reality that the superiority of races are but myths the world is as much yours as it is theirs time to appreciate the changes respect each others dignity and make the world a better place to live in copyright@smrutiranjan 10.2.2018 ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #Moon SOMETHING I LOOK AT-60 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Man is born unique so different and special in his own way irrespective of social clu

#Moon SOMETHING I LOOK AT-60 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Man is born unique so different and special in his own way irrespective of social clu #Poetry

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-60
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Man is born unique
so different and special
in his own way
irrespective of social clusters
caste, creed and colour
supreme and matchless he is
having no equal and parallel

The brainchild of man
delicately nurtured over the years
in the womb of colonialism and imperialism
colourism and shadeism
discrimination on the basis of colour
black, pale and dull
treating a vast multitude of humanity
inferior and unacceptable
is but an attitude of few
to subjugate others
and convey the message
that they are lesser mortals
not at par with others
destined to suffer
for no fault of theirs

Discrimination so apparent
in the fair play of justice
in the field of business, labour,
housing, healthcare etc
hardly there is any space
to breathe in.

Any feeling of superiority
on the basis of colour
is highly unscientific
do not have a basis of its own
men are different
but at par with each other
each having his own traits
with no one superior or inferior

The wind of change is blowing
with the black people
proving their worth in every field
and surpassing many
the message is loud and clear
that the days of
make belief identities
on the basis of colour
are but numbered

Let the champions of racism
realise the reality
that the superiority of races
are but myths
the world is as much yours
as it is theirs
time to appreciate the changes
respect each others dignity
and make the world
a better place to live in

copyright@smrutiranjan 10.2.2018

©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #Moon SOMETHING I LOOK AT-60
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Man is born unique
so different and special
in his own way
irrespective of social clu

Neerja

Touching down, closing eyes Pressing breasts, moaning softly Thinking of him She did. (Quote 697) She did act of self pleasure. #masturbation Listening a song 'Haunted' She moves her fingers From her lips to neck to her arms

(Quote 697) She did act of self pleasure. #masturbation Listening a song 'Haunted' She moves her fingers From her lips to neck to her arms #erotica #rapidfire #selfpleasure #moansandmoons #mnmnapowrimo #4432eroticpoem #4432poem

Touching down, closing eyes
Pressing breasts, moaning softly
Thinking of him
She did. (Quote 697) She did act of self pleasure. #masturbation

Listening a song 'Haunted'
She moves her fingers
From her lips to neck to her arms

Rishi

1. I hold my pen and stare at the paper only to know that a tear drop has kissed the paper surpassing my cheeks. I than write; a poetry mayb

1. I hold my pen and stare at the paper only to know that a tear drop has kissed the paper surpassing my cheeks. I than write; a poetry mayb

Zumi

*Fragrance of Friable Faith* The shooting star fades away, With the fragrance of faith, To fulfill a wish in its death. Somewhere, in the vicinity, A flower withers away, With the faith to bloom again. At the same time, elsewhere, Raindrops dance with the wind, Producing pitter-pattering aeolian, And a dream-catcher witnessing everything, Smiles to see the inscrutable fragrance of faith, Embellishing tender hearts. //Caption *Fragrance of Friable Faith* The fragrance of faith adorns my heart, It's inscrutable, how the heart find faith even in the darkest of the

*Fragrance of Friable Faith* The fragrance of faith adorns my heart, It's inscrutable, how the heart find faith even in the darkest of the #yqbaba #zumisheth #zumiwrites #versewithdnd #dndfragrance #wcinscrutable

*Fragrance of Friable Faith*

The shooting star fades away,
With the fragrance of faith,
To fulfill a wish in its death.
Somewhere, in the vicinity,
A flower withers away,
With the faith to bloom again.
At the same time, elsewhere,
Raindrops dance with the wind,
Producing pitter-pattering aeolian,
And a dream-catcher witnessing everything,
Smiles to see the inscrutable fragrance of faith,
Embellishing tender hearts.
//Caption
*Fragrance of Friable Faith*

The fragrance of faith adorns my heart,
It's inscrutable, how the heart find faith even in the darkest of the

Neerja

Which I gave to myslef via him! ___________________ On call with him about to sleep His breath I could hear How sensous that could be! Reminds me of how playful he was being When we met! His touch, his kiss The play of fore we did! . . (..in caption..) Ticklish sensations I could feel in my stomach and in between my thighs Body becomes a bit restless My mind "fuck, I want him, right here!"

Ticklish sensations I could feel in my stomach and in between my thighs Body becomes a bit restless My mind "fuck, I want him, right here!"

Which I gave to myslef via him!
___________________

On call with him about to sleep
His breath I could hear
How sensous that could be!
Reminds me of how playful he was being
When we met!
His touch, his kiss
The play of fore we did!
.
.
(..in caption..) Ticklish sensations I could feel in my stomach and in between my thighs
Body becomes a bit restless
My mind "fuck, I want him, right here!"

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