The night I lost my virginity,
An hour of sexual serenity,
There,I laid down my dignity,
My pride I gave with loyalty
To the dude I called my royalty.
Like an acid in blue litmus paper,
Blood I saw in my white wrapper,
Like a lame man dances to the piper,
I began to shiver and waver,
There,I lost my temper.
Who would I tell of the night;
The night I sold myself to the knight;
The knight I told to made me a knit;
A knit that no one could ignite,
Now, here I am without a mite.
It was February fourteen
In the year two thousand and fourteen,
My friends said I am faulty
But I didn't know that all his flattery
Is nothing but a mere glittery.
O' see the night
Which taunted my glory,
Behold the scene under the moon
Which truncated my future without a remedy,
The night that took away my pride.
I wept in silence to restore my fortunes,
I prayed on the mountain to shun this misfortunes,
I fasted many days to quit this shameful tunes,
Here on earth is not possible I don't know of Neptune,
My glory has gone; my future has been jeopardized.
The sermon in church I never listening,
The Valentine's song I love singing,
My life is a lesson and a misery
To the damsels and the lasses
Who still love flirting.
I will sit at the entrance of our city,
I will preach of my lost virginity
To the lasses of our time,
Who are fully prepared for this val.,
Learn from my lost virginity...poems becksam
1 comment:
Thanks for this awesome post. It's really full of lessons!! Thanks also to the original author.
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