Best Prostitution Poems
The Prostitution of Her Love“I’m not a machine, you know.”
He says huskily
As she places her chocolate tipped breast
Within inches of his lips
Tantalizing him
She just smiles, breastfeeding him
His treat
And leans back and sighs
As he gorges
On creamy chocolate ecstasy
Later, he wonders
About his insatiable wife
Wondering if he can keep up
With...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, husband, love, marriage,
Form:
Free verse
Dangers of ProstitutionYou wanted a "good time"
That's what you got
You thought I was easy
That I am not
But later on
I'll see you in hell
Because that's surely where
We'll dwell
Look, sex is a crazy business
You shouldn't have got involved
Now where has it got you?
Your body is dissolved
You weak man
Arrogance and...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, dark,
Form:
Rhyme
ProstitutionI do not belong to your affluent society,
nor do I live at your mercy
A victim of social circumstances.
You sell your art and I bank on my flesh.
No body likes to be called by my name
for I am not a part of your fame..
yet...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, social, sympathy, body,
Form:
Rhyme
Prostitution Is Not OkThe only thing she knows is fast money,Sharing the honey of her tarnished hive, she has to survive. Man after man, digs in her crying land and leaves money at the end of the bed, the man was a stranger,during intercourse nothing was said. He...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, life, sad, hope, cancer,
Form:
Free verse
The Prostitution of Her Love“I’m not a machine, you know.”
He says huskily
As she places her chocolate tipped breast
Within inches of his lips
Tantalizing him
She just smiles, breastfeeding him
His treat
And leans back and sighs
As he gorges
On creamy chocolate ecstasy
Later, he wonders
About his insatiable wife
Wondering if he can keep up
With...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, marriage,
Form:
Free verse
ProstitutionA bargained companionship
sexual moment so temporary
then a stranger again when time’s up
...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, sexy, silly, social, society,
Form:
Senryu
You'Ve Written a Novel- the Prostitution of Her LoveTrue to form, Eileen Ghali spins another tale of romance and passion, a tale of a woman hopelessly in love with….her husband! The Prostitution of My Love is a captivating story of a wife’s incessant need for love, her delirious craving for attention, and the...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, love, marriage, pain, passion,
Form:
Prose
ProstitutionPhase:1
I found myself in a market..,
Market of human cattles.,
Trying to get through the situation.,
My wrists were tied with metals..
It was half past seven.,
Neglecting all my requests and prayers.,
Weighing my proper count.,
I was announced for a demon.,
I screamed 'No'..,
And kicked hard over ground.,
But only an injection.,
And...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, prison,
Form:
Free verse
ProstitutionProstitution
I never liked horses,
oh yes, they are beautiful
and dumb
and crap in their food
on the grassland of forever.
Horses are like Romanian women,
you catch them, rape them
and tamed you sell them
in Hamburg as tame whores,
who can be ridden by any man...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, anger, environment, sad love,
Form:
Blank verse
Prostitution Her Source of IncomeShe exposes her body to a lot of people she experiments so that she is able to put food on the table.Her shift starts at sunset when the town is quiet and a few people are around to see.
She walks around in the streets half...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, depression, poetry, suicide,
Form:
ProstitutionWe say prostitution is a disgrace in our nation ,
But when the girls them taking of their clothes we quick to watch them pose.
We say they are nasty for selling their body ,
But yet in this society we are the ones taking away...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, feelings, judgement,
Form:
ABC
Political Prostitutionpolitical prostitution
not stable
not even with their
words nor
actions
they got no vision
for the people
is just about business
yet we pay the
price of their games
political prostitution
not reliable
never keep to
his words
his action are
painted with
colours of manipulation
he never stand for
his...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, abuse, africa, betrayal, confusion,
Form:
Epic
AmsterdamIf you seek to fully understand,
This complex human jam,
You just need a ticket in hand,
To fly to Amsterdam!
History walks the streets here,
In every pavement stone,
You find friendship and cheer,
On every face In town!
Watch the cyclist to the right,
They have the right of way,
Trams, buses...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, appreciation, beautiful, drug, happy,
Form:
Rhyme
Las RamblasWalking about las ramblas at night you can see the desperation with a constant feeling of trepidation
People that never got much of an education not one qualification
Prostitutes selling their body to feed a habit and pay for their accommodation as Dealers sell to addicts...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, cool, corruption, culture, drug,
Form:
Rhyme
What Do We DoWHAT DO WE DO...?
What do we do...?
When Tantalizer is no longer tantalizing
When Captain cook is no longer Captain at cooking
When Mr. Biggs has suddenly become big for nothing
When Mr. Banwil no longer have the will for satisfying
What do we do...?
When the holy matrimony has become...
Continue reading...
Categories:
prostitution, africa, sad,
Form:
Rhyme