Simply Irresistible

Simply Irresistible: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 30^th June 2011, Thursday, 11:12 p.m. - 11:49 p.m.

A gorgeous woman,

Figure so splendid;

If I’m her man,

My little man would be rigid.

She’s just across the street,

I can see her very clearly;

Thanks to the traffic,

She’s walking very slowly.

She brings me to wonderland,

Where I get to be her man;

She makes sure I can stand,

Taking my hand to touch her tan.

I shiver when feeling her,

Her bikini line is simply irresistible;

She wants me to draw closer,

She makes my moves so possible.

I give her a chance to arouse me,

She performs effortlessly;

Taking me to my fantasy,

She’s definitely the one for me.

We take our own sweet time,

Although she has to be home by five;

At last she’s already mine,

When my little man commits his crime.

She maintains her bounce,

Both up and down;

She screams so loud,

I suddenly hear a sound.

Oh my goodness, the traffic is cleared,

Even she has disappeared;

Obviously I was acting weird,

Having her in mind after I peered.

The vision just now was so real,

It was as if we had a great deal;

If I seriously get to meet her again,

I must get her, don’t care if it costs me pain or rain.

Busted

Busted: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 30^th June 2011, Thursday, 10:18 p.m.-11:04 p.m.

She’s dating the guy,

Half bigger than her size;

People keep asking her why,

She won and he’s her prize.

Not to say there was a contest,

But this guy just couldn’t make up his mind;

I and she had love manifest,

Two girls have made him blind.

I’m a patient person,

I can wait for man;

She’s not that type of person,

That waits for man.

He took his time,

Longer than we expected;

He thought he’s that prime,

He really got us waited.

One day me and her teamed up,

We spied on him when he was out;

We were so angry we took his cup,

When he was touching another girl up and about.

His face was full with coffee,

Both of us decided he wasn’t meant to be;

He has chosen the girl in her tee,

He has dumped both her and me.

We were so emotional we entered a night club,

We danced and drank all night;

We even went to another pub,

We went home when a new day turned bright.

We were so frustrated we began hating men,

Then we did something we couldn’t forget;

We felt the heat and switched on the fan,

Our bodies soon behaved like magnet.

It was so hot we were both string less,

She pushed me to the floor;

And showed me fondness,

By poking through my V door.

I shouted with pleasure as we kissed,

Our boobs flourished;

Her fingers became juicy,

As she kept on playing my wet pussy.

She told me, “We don’t need a man to be happy.”

After this feeling, I had to agree;

I invited her to the sofa,

And gave her body a little spa.

I got so excited I tongued her pussy,

Both of us felt so lusty;

Finally orgasms we’ve reached,

She really practiced what she preached.

We fell asleep and woke up with dizzy heads,

She told me that our sex was the best;

I replied by squeezing her breasts,

Then during shower we fulfilled each other’s requests.

Truly we’ve stopped thinking about him,

I didn’t expect myself to be a lesby;

But our relationship goes on very well,

We seriously bid men farewell.

Both of us carry on like this,

We don’t know much about marriage;

But what if both of us don’t want to be Miss,

Who knows maybe one day we end up being engaged?

Sinner

Sinner: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 29^th June 2011, Wednesday, 11:07 p.m.-11:37 p.m.

I’ve been a loner,

Ever since I was a teenager;

I don’t have any brother or sister,

I won’t give that fact a bother.

At last I’m now twenty,

The exact age I met Hunty;

Girlfriends he has plenty,

But he likes me being rusty.

I speak many languages,

But I’m like Jack of all trades;

I also like taking images,

From colored to any picture that fades.

I told Hunty I like him,

But I can’t imagine having a kid;

This world has humans too many,

I don’t want to contribute another baby.

He told me I’m a sinner thinking like this,

He needs at least a child to give his things;

Properties whatever which are his,

He has to make a will someday when his alarm rings.

I’m not even married to him,

He’s already thinking like this;

I don’t mean to be mean,

And yet again, I’m not even his.

Hunty made me rethink my thinking,

He’s absolutely right;

He said happiness comes from children,

No pregnancy means a man will look for another.

If Hunty doesn’t want to marry me,

Will someone want to be with me?

His advice has awakened me,

He wishes one day I can be mommy,

A priceless value that all women dream.

Insecure

Insecure: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 29^th June 2011, Wednesday, 10:28 p.m.-11:06 p.m.

A lady with charisma,

That’s who I am;

I partner with my best friend, Fatima,

Together with our good friend, Pam.

We started a company,

Many years indeed;

We make business successfully,

We prioritize every client’s need.

Both Fatima and Pam are already married,

I’m the one who’s left single;

Both told me financially I’ve succeed,

It’s time to look for a man to mingle.

At my age I admit it’s time,

I met a guy who suits my style;

He knows how to rhyme,

His collection of poems for me is now a pile.

We got together and I love him so,

Time passes by and he starts saying no;

To all my requests to date more often,

He reasons that his time is taken.

I made the effort but he’s not cooperating,

Each time I comfort myself wearing bling bling;

He told me before his love is pure,

Now I’m feeling very insecure.

He says he’s busy,

He apologizes for not dating me;

I found out his life is messy,

But he can’t be as busy as a honey bee.

How come he never thought of me?

What am I to him?

Where is this relationship going?

Why does he have to be king?

I haven’t contacted him for a week,

Finally he called me;

I heard his voice and felt so weak,

My heart speechlessly melted witnessing what I see.

He asked me to look at the sky,

He was piloting up so high;

All this while he worked so hard,

Just to say I’m in his heart.

I felt so touched I shed tears,

Now I no longer have fears;

He used his time to make a proposal,

I answered yes with no refusal.

Both Fatima and Pam are happy I joined the club,

Now we’re three hot mommas;

Even though our company runs actively like hub,

We’re so happy taking care of our children each in their pajamas.

Only Me

Only Me: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 29^th June 2011, Wednesday, 4:32 a.m.-5:26 a.m.

“Baby, you’re forever mine,”

My man whispered to me once;

I smiled and didn’t decline,

I gave him myself for him to pounce.

On and off our relationship goes,

He knows me very well from my head to my piggy toes;

But there’s only one thing that he’s interested,

Only my physique that he ever wanted.

He looks for me when he’s free,

After meeting me he feels happy;

Off and on I set a price,

Although I know it’s unwise and not nice.

Since I’m not recognized,

It got me thinking twice;

He only loves my outer beauty,

And he only appears when he needs me.

I feel lonely sometimes,

Living in this big house;

Not worried about fines,

So clean not even a mouse.

He’s too rich but I’m not his,

I’d cry admitting this;

He comforts me with a cake full of cheese,

But that can’t change my honorific “Miss”.

He’s a man, who gets what he wants,

No family, that gives him freedom tons;

Every day is just fun, fun, fun,

Like enjoying me and leaving when he’s done.

All my life I count on him,

My tears flood showing my dignity;

He owns me since age thirteen,

I cramp my face with tears flowing.

To tell you the truth,

I was sold;

Just for the sake of food,

By my family who wants life good.

I had no choice,

I couldn’t even voice;

Just fortunate to have beauty,

My family fully depends on only me.

In the city I don’t know anything,

I’ve to listen to him;

Living luxuriously but I don’t have a wing,

I’m driven completely by his rim.

Who cares wherever he goes,

All the way to Paris to buy me a rose;

It means to make me excited,

So that he gets what he needed.

For him I learnt how to seduce,

Thank goodness internet I know how to use;

He bought me a wardrobe of lingerie,

That’s all I wear from day to day.

I don’t think I’ll ever get to meet my family,

I’m the only daughter and they deserted me;

Don’t you think that they’re mean?

I dislike people who only want to win.

Thank God he isn’t tired of me,

If not I wonder how my life would be;

No education after fifteen,

He taught me sex when I was a teen.

Worst of all,

He sometimes brings his friends;

From a house to a shopping mall,

No agenda just a night of party sex.

I’ve been trained like that up to date,

I guess this is my unforgiving fate;

After I strip dance his friends would rate,

If I did well I must open my gate.

It’s so difficult to be me,

People say it’s fun but untrue actually;

With so many guys hunting my pussy,

It hurts me badly, especially when I pee.

I get to rest whenever I menstruate,

But he and his friends still want me to demonstrate;

Only to him more new moves I will create,

As for other men my body will hesitate.

Oh dear, I’ve to stop writing this poetic diary,

He’s now calling me, “Fairy, fairy,”

Tonight will be extraordinary,

We role-play as man and wife momentarily,

The rest of my life lies in your imaginary…

My Relations

My Relations: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 28^th June 2011, Tuesday, 10:30 p.m.-11:30 p.m.

Summertime passed by,

I bid my family goodbye;

To say I’m not depressed it’s a lie,

However I’m not that stupid to make myself die.

I’m going to a place,

Farther than I imagined;

Don’t want people to see my face,

It’s because of them my life has ruined.

If I say many I only meant a couple,

Both whom I loved and both whom made me stumble;

First one couldn’t decide between me and her,

Second one, oh, just made me suffer.

If I say relations I meant relationships,

Relations as in related to a person or more

(And I just can’t take it anymore);

I learnt that humans give me hardships,

Not only to the heart but also eyesore.

You’ll not see me love committing,

With all of my pasts so hurting;

In fact I’m the one, who ended everything,

As I don’t see benefit in anything.

It’s not that I don’t have the curve,

As a woman I’m born superb;

There’s a third one that came to me,

Too bad he just wanted my body.

Since I meet no true love,

I’ve made my ultimate decision;

No use having such curve,

I honestly feel no affection.

I’m walking away from reality,

If I say family I only meant me;

I carry a surname but I don’t know where I originate,

I’m still unsure although someone told me I was thrown away.

All my life I lived in an estate,

With men working from date to date;

They’re kind to me that I don’t hate,

But when they want my virginity I ran pass the gate.

Keeping my virginity alive is my pride,

Everything comes with a price;

If anybody wants to touch me I’d hide,

Till they walk away I’m not surprised.

It’s easy for men to look for a prey,

Too bad I’m not the same;

I won’t buy whatever they say,

It’s my mind they’d want to blame.

I’m leaving everything and people around me,

Not many like I said and nothing to be pleased;

I’m reaching this place – is it a chapel or a temple?

I entered by saying grace with my heart so humble.

My long hair falls bit by bit to the floor,

Soon my head turned bald;

That’s certainly not about all,

I spend most of my time in the hall.

This place gives me peace,

A chance for my inner self to release;

Being here I don’t recall a single thing,

When I’m alone I love to sing.

I lost contact with the outside world,

Everything is religious and natural;

Let them forget me as they tour,

My face, my body, and my habitual.

A nun is what God wants me to be,

Since the first day I was born ever so lonely;

I’ll live right here as long as life wants me,

Even if I die one day I’d still be free.

Every day I quietly meditate,

No one I'd imitate;

The nature in me just takes place,

As if it’s already written on my face.

I pray to God from day to day,

Hoping my relations will be gay;

I owe them nothing so nothing I ought to pay,

Life is better living off this way.

A Ride to Romance

A Ride to Romance: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 28^th June 2011, Tuesday, 1:16 p.m.-1:28 p.m.

Candlelight,

Sparkling bright;

I’m at your sight,

Your eyes blink in delight.

Don’t say our love isn’t right,

We fell in love because of that kite;

Don’t worry you didn’t give me a fright,

I’m glad you remembered I was wearing white.

Life is like a roller coaster,

Up and down it goes;

But our love changed it so much sweeter,

I jump with joy up to my toes.

Sitting at this table,

We hold each other’s hands;

You make me so comfortable,

Enjoying this – a ride to romance.

North, South, East, West,

You are beyond compare;

With you I’ll dance,

I don’t mind if people stare.

You make the world like Heaven,

I feel so blessed;

To have you as my loving husband,

I can never imagine loving you less.

Feel Good Pink

Feel Good Pink: Written Originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 27^th June 2011, Monday, 10:41 p.m.-10:51 p.m.

In my world,

I see everything in pink;

My room is pink,

My cotton candy is pink,

My purse is pink,

My dress is pink;

My heels are pink,

My handbag is pink.

One thing that’s not pink is my hair,

That’s why I’m not Nicki Minaj;

I typically love my pink in a pair,

Like my ribbon earrings I love to touch.

My favourite colour is pink,

P!nk is my respected artiste;

She understands what I think,

Her songs are more than just a fist.

People call me FGP,

No, no, no, I’m not a Fantasy Goddess Pussy;

I’m actually a Feel Good Pink,

Anything in pink melts me to sink,

When pink is on my body,

I give myself a wink.

Now tell me what your favourite colour is,

To me, every colour is an amazingly bliss;

I’m myself that makes me stronger,

If there’s no pink I’ll die in hunger.

Funny Bunny (Guys, Witness My Best English Masterpiece Yet! ="D)

Funny Bunny: Written Originally By Jennifer Soh Li Wen, 27^th June 2011, Monday, 9:40 p.m.-10:36 p.m.

Greetings, everybody,

Let me tell you a story;

Of me and my hubby,

After we got married.

Honestly, only after my marriage I knew about sex,

I was too innocent I didn’t do it with my ex;

On our first night when my hubby first touched me,

It felt ticklish but a true gentleman was he.

He loved my body and soul,

Promised to love me till I’m old;

He wanted me to look like a Playboy model,

Every night when it was time to cuddle.

I’m not naïve anymore,

One morning I bravely entered a condom store;

I asked if they have any Playboy look,

Finally a Funny Bunny costume I quickly took.

I called it funny because it’s too sexy,

I kept telling myself, “I’m too fleshy.”

I was home alone and the costume fitted me well – surprisingly!

Was it good enough for my loving yet demanding hubby?

That night I was Funny Bunny,

It made me feel desired;

I looked different and surely my hubby would be flattered,

Oh no, the man at the door was my dear hubby!

He came back home from work early,

And he saw me being Funny Bunny;

I was in the kitchen licking honey,

He carried me to the dining table and his fantasy became reality.

The more honey I dropped on my body,

The faster he ate me;

I moaned for more,

This feeling I’ve never felt before.

I undressed him,

His flesh burned me;

My Funny Bunny began to reveal,

When he feasted me like a meal.

Finally the honey gone missing,

He brought me to the sink;

The whole kitchen floor went wet and so was me,

My Funny Bunny no longer on my body.

Finally we went to the tub,

Where my whole body he began to rub;

He explored my body and soon after he was in me,

Oh, we were so definitely meant to be!

Don’t laugh if I tell you this,

After our pleasure we fell asleep;

In our bath tub so deep,

We felt comfortable in our own skin.

The next morning I woke up in glee,

He already put me on our bed;

My precious body I thoroughly see,

Some love bites of his blushed in red.

Our story occurred thirty years ago,

My hubby was never ever ego;

When God called him because of his illness,

I’ll never forget that night he made me breathless.

Funny Bunny is still with me,

I leave all memories as many as they can be;

I never considered remarrying,

Although my ex is still in love with me.

It’s okay we didn’t bear any child,

Even though we had sex so wild;

I rather be old and loved by my hubby,

Just as how he had promised me.

Ladies and gentlemen,

This is what I call as our eternal love;

All this while I don’t feel lonely,

For I know he accompanied me.

I’m now sitting on my wheelchair,

I lost half of my hair;

I left our home for the old folks’,

As I became blind and can’t see places.

I believe this is the last pen I’ll hold,

I believe I’m the last to make sure this story is told;

Because it’d be a waste since I’m now old,

And yet our story is kept on hold.

I’m happy to live till today,

I get to imagine the sun so ray;

I don’t know what else to say,

My pen is dropping and I’m calling it a day.

Wait, now I remember something,

I have to tell you one more thing;

It’s about my ex and my hubby,

They have the same personality.

If you’re still wondering and guessing,

I must explain everything;

My ex is my hubby,

And my hubby was my ex.

Now I’ve my very "last words" which I must convey,

I must finish this poetic essay;

"I love him dearly" and now on a lousy bed I lay,

My eyes vision him as they close slowly obeying whatever the Death Angels have to say…