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Pornography

I feel this lust take over me
blinding me to death,
All the pornsites speak of;
mom/stepmom,
dad/stepdad,
hardcore/bdsm,
brother/stepbrother,
sister/step-sister,
I drown in surreal pleasure
in the pornsites I've always treasured.

Two 'partners' involve in intercourse
indulging in lust
quenching their thirst
selfishly calling it 'love',
or the multiple sex partners, you've heard?
Threesome or foursome,
or gangbang to call it worse,
or worst;
all the fetishes with bdsm and blood.

I love it all,
and I put same excuse 
when I feel I'm doing wrong
questioning it off,
"It is okay to watch.
It is just a basic human need afterall"

I know it is a basic human need,
but what am I to learn
when I only see
luscious looking ugly lust
and that penis running deep----
and the goddamned 'partners'
don't even think
of dressing each others up
after they've f--ked?

Have we come to be
generation caring only about selfish needs?
Have we come to be
generation indulging in lust
looking for love?

- Atmajyoti
January 22, 2021

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