Roger Page Poet Limerick

Lady of the Night!

Your body men desire
It fills them full of fire
They want so much
To feel the touch
The gifts you have for hire.

You walk the streets so dark
Your future bleak and stark
You work for bugs
To buy the drugs
That really hit the mark.

Your pimp is a drug dealer
A professional money stealer
You feel the pain
Hooked on cocaine
He is your true fate-sealer.

You passing nobody to mourn
Thirty years since you were born
You only know your punter
Who really was your hunter
But it’s you the people scorn!

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Chelcie Darling September 11, 2016 at 1:01 AM Dragging some reality into daylight! I really enjoyed that!

Sunita U.D Palawon September 10, 2016 at 10:42 PM The vicious circle...i wonder where the society is heading, when we eradicate a problem we keep the root to give it a new name and find it a problem again...it reminds me of my poem denouement. Well done. Sunita :)

Teddy Kimathi September 8, 2016 at 7:59 AM I can relate with your verse... Congrats Roger, for having your poem featured in the Poetry Soup homepage!!! ;-)

Tom Arnone September 4, 2016 at 10:02 PM Sad, but (in most cases) true. A relevant and well-written poem....

Gwen Benita Mason Gibbs February 21, 2016 at 8:34 AM Wow! that speaks volumns, very good poem.

Skat A February 3, 2016 at 4:12 AM I like this Roger, I bet you are good when writing romantic poems for women. ;) This is deep and has a cool twist...... LOVE SKAT

Francine Roberts July 3, 2010 at 10:07 PM very deep topic, well put, interesting use of limerick style, I enjoyed it

Linda-Marie Sweetheart June 18, 2010 at 2:34 PM Well u covered all the bases of that kind of life Roger.. enjoyable read in the Limerick form.. and yur rhyme is super..Souper.. with luv from the "Sweetheart"

Carol Fillmore June 14, 2010 at 2:36 PM it shows the desperation of these women, who feel there's no out, at least not easily.

Marie Harrison June 13, 2010 at 10:25 PM Very dark and sinister, your poem is for The Lady of The Night.

Carolyn Devonshire June 10, 2010 at 2:35 PM So many young women take to the streets and face the trials you describe so well in your rhyme, Roger. But shouldn't those who "hire" these women accept an equal amount of scorn? They say prostitution is the world's oldest profession, but it is also one of the saddest. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn

Susan Palli June 9, 2010 at 11:59 AM such a sad reality in this difficult world. Well written.

Princess Corazon June 5, 2010 at 10:24 PM nice. very clearly worded. keep the creativity flowing through.

Suresh Iyer June 5, 2010 at 10:13 AM I could feel the pain in your poetic lines, regards suresh

James Fraser June 5, 2010 at 4:46 AM Kool quad Limerick Roger, a so out there situation in our society. It's the oldest profession in the world. Have a great weekend >> James

Jayne Eggins June 5, 2010 at 4:21 AM Hmmm there is a sad satire to this one but I like it ... nice work Roger ... thanks for the comments on my poem its appreciated love Jayne

Dr.Ram Mehta June 5, 2010 at 3:29 AM A nice character drawn with fine expressions

Sarah Hales June 5, 2010 at 2:20 AM Oh loving your work full of inspiration love it love sarah x keep writing these love it...