Ink-Space Publications

The fortuneteller couldn't tell his fortune The priest couldn't baptize him He was killed in the cradle while he slept Abortion was a better fate But what he had was misfortunes He has no chance to suckle He had no chance wiggle He had no chance to cry at midnight He had no chance to crawl He had no chance to eat the dirt while he played He had no chance to smile at his parents He was killed in a cradle while he slept Executed by a unilateral jury He experienced no love He experienced no attention He had never had a lullaby sang to him He had no hugs nor kisses He was killed at birth How would the world know how mighty or small he could have been. He never made anyone proud . Perhaps he was a mistake, says the mother . He was just a fantasy . Nothing beyond a mere conception His father could not pat his little head Nor was he able to hold his little finger He couldn't show him his love He could never had been the father . He never had to scold hi...

_Like a drowning man I hopelessly clutch at your straw_ _An anchor so feeble against billows still I dare ask for more_ _Why deny my ears the compensation of that sweet sensation_ _Of that which feels so true yet so false in your declaration_ _Deceptive your words were but I clung to them_ _Even as you sung hyperbolic fabrications as an anthem_ _I felt so blessed by your seemingly cursed lies_ _And I pray you continue to blind with scales my very eyes_ _Sugar-coated, candied,sweetened and nectarous_ _Sipping from your desecrated cup neglecting its poisonous_ _The harsh reality my heart endeavours to bear_ _Just one lie from you to me will prove you care_ Rick Biggerman (18/08/17)

Heaven has promised to be the ultimate place of joy based on the teachings of most religions. Who wouldn't want to be there?  People from all race are giving up a lot to experience heaven. It's clear people can do all manner of things for the ultimate joy. My dear Christians, forgive me for the confusion, i am not talking about ‘heavenly heaven’ but something I can characterize as earthly heaven. Orgasm can be fairly described as series of 8 to 16 regular high intensity muscle contraction occurring in an average of 16 seconds. No matter how long sex may last, the ultimate is this sixteen seconds episode.  Things people can do to achieve this pleasure is entirely another book on its own. People sometimes even try harder for this 'earthly heaven' than they strive to enter the 'heavenly heaven'. Having said this, I believe you now see what I see when I call orgasm heaven. One could never hate sex. Or let me say I can never hate sex, for at least I am here as ...

I love the spell you cast on me It is the best thing I ever felt Make me your prisoner and never set free Cliché,but you just make my heart melt So sweet ; you make me drool like mad I pray my infatuation has no cure Your breasts alone...oh my God Every trouble for it I will endure Tease me unend with the icing on your lips Resisting them makes the urge unbearable It's almost as if the swaying of your hips Makes the man in me quite insatiable When I watch your ass as you walk I feel like the luckiest man alive The beautiful dangling of your sexy bulk Creates a thirst I always want to relive The tingling you send down my loins A thousand aphrodisiacs can't compare Come lay and warm my groins Cos you and I make the perfect pair Poetry by: Rick Biggerman, Prince Rockson