Lucifer Stalks

She ain't no demon....😈 She is a gale....🌩 Did not Ever love her? Then you're no male....♂ She is like a spider....cursed with beauty.... Webbing her cobweb... entrapping with piety.... Love comes to her often but she cannot keep them.... Cause it always gets destructed by accute mayhem! To let the sun shine on her again... I went to her parlour with a slight pain.... I was leud by her mystifying beauty.... Drooled by her vale and slayed by her sight....👀 Fooled by her piety... Soon dawned upon the night.... Oh the night it was...never to be forgotten... Under the shadow of a candle...we both made it happen.... Soon there was no me...as she sucked my verdure out.... She didn't mean to do it...it was her only way out... A VAMP as she was....with gnawing canines...👄 I sacrificed myself only to see what's under her vines... Even Romeo would have been crestfallen.... Hath he witnessed those curves.... Tingling with the minds of men.... It&#

Brother of mountain... Son of pain That my friend is sandor Clegane.... He is very ruthless... He is insane.... Uske jaisa strength is very hard to gain... Among the characters... He is one of the main... Sendor Clegane beta yeh hai Sendor Clegane.... #got #clegane                                                           -Subhankar

All I ever asked for, was the truth.... All you ever gave, was the Ruth...🔪 You cannot undo what's been done... One cannot un-sung a song that is sung.... The days passed by with a ghoulish mask...👻 Harnessing you within me was no easy task... At the end you became a ghost, never to be found ..❤ Yet there was me, sniffing your essence like a hound.... Thanking you for the miserable pains... Hurled at me like acid rains...🌬🌧 Welcoming you to the game, called HELL....🔥 DEEP WITHIN your own demon would'be ringing your knell...🍂 Now I lay on an island afflicted with pain... With a tinge of your memory and a bottle of CHAMPAGNE!! 🍾🍾                                                     - Subhankar                                                     - Ideas received from                                                     - @Aritrika

Raat furale diner aalo.... Jol jole chokh amar laageje amar boddo bhalo. . Hote pare ami kalo.... Kintu mon j amar nitantoi bhalo... Thoter kone mishti haashi... Kore j amae aakrishto... Ami jodi bajai bashi? Dekhabe ki tomar shei nritto?? Aakaashe taaraa....raater belaaa ... Tomar khola chul...aahaa...tara dae j shara ... Arektu por ee toh hbe shokal... Kintu thakbe na j tumi pashe... Arre e j amar pora kopal.... Sheshe ki kol balish kei dhorte hbe?? Rakh bo jokhn chepe dhore... Chilekothae bondho kore... Tumi bolbe charrroo naa.... Aar aami bolbo Naaa Naaa akdm Naaa..... Din kaat be erom bhabe. .. Sopner raajputro pabe rajkanya k..... Din seshe...kole kore....ami nebo tomae dhore.... Niye jabo arak sopne..... Jekhane amra jabona soree.... Aaarrroo koto kothaaa ache.... Tomar naamta dakar ache. ..  Daakte debe tumi ki aamae? Jabe natoh ebar chere?? Sopnopurir jogot fele?? Kaal onoto....sudhu tomaar gondho.... Pawar jnno ami j pario jete more.... E

These aren't eyes 👀 ....these are Scanners Talking about them...reminds me.... that we forgot all our manners... 🙏 From a pick-a-boo to a crotchular peek...😍 An opportunity to get a glance...is all that we seek....🤪 The concept of perfect bosoms doesn't even exist...😜 And that's the reason why we compromise and try to make a summer wish list....😋 Not a list to count our achievements...😊 But only to list the chicks with whom we've removed our under garments....👄 On a philosophical note...I would rather say....  Yess!! You can be my sexmate...if you may...🤗 We men are beasts...hoarse and versatile....💪 Yet pushing and pulling are only activities in our stock pile...👌👈 We are ludicrous, funny as it sounds... Even imagining of voluptuous blondes, our heart pounds.... There are so much to add in this verse..just cause we are men.... Will thy be THE CAP to my leaking PEN? ✍️                                                                     

You can grunt and giggle at the girth of my basement... But that my friend would be a gross understatement.... But reality states and I must claim finally.... What lies between my thighs..I call it iron-y!! Simile-arly I'm like a wild horse...I can run for hours... Metaphorically, I'm quite the ass in the shower... The metonymy of my pen being mightier than your ex' sword.... Antithetically shows that he's a demon..and I am your path to *Oh My Godd!!!* You go down...I rise up an addictive detox... Ah! The oxymoronic paradox!!.. I would ring you a like dinner bell..all personified... You'd be ting ting ting onomatopoeia-sed!!! My anthropomorphic dog 🐶 thinks you're really cute.... When you're dressed in a lingerie and me in a suit.. I would say bring forth your boisterous bosom and beaver..... At that point of the aeon, crotchular fluid would start traversing through your river.... On a punny attitude I would adopt rather... I