Life Is Like A Sexual Intercourse

Life Is Like A Sexual Intercourse

Life is made of short & skimpy joyful
Moments that last not to humanity.
It’s inside the framework of desires
We learn to explore pleasures that
Stay not longer till another one comes.
Each moment is a Genesis to itself
longing for a conjugal bliss of time.

Life is like a flicker of light; a flame.
Every good thing comes to an end
& the bad stays stronger than expected.
Just as life can be terminated anytime
So is sexual intercourse when a woman
closes her legs & body of a man shivers.
Life is like a pleasurable sex in the night
Which last not even it’s memories die.

But the urge to live life is as compelling
as the sexual urge when it comes calling.
Nobody is inviolable, everyone is fallible,
We stir desires & pleasure in our hearts;
Insatiable urge to live and to conjugate,
Phenomenal striving to mate an opposite
sex which is pliable to fate and cognition.

Life is really like a sexual intercourse,
You die down when you cum into her.
To take sexual intercourse as life itself
Pandars to hedonism allied with all the
oddities of human atrocities and time.
We can’t return to fire to consume us
whenever we ejaculate into the world
& return to lick our ejaculation like dogs.

John Chizoba Vincent

Mercy Obot

Mercy Obot is a journalist, entrepreneur and an inspirational writer who takes delight in emboldening people through real life stories. She also loves reading, listening to cool music and making friends globally.

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