Best Slut Poems
Attention Seeker: Peers Call Her a **** Psychology Studies Her MindGive me the attention i need
baby
Im craving you for my sanity
Ill be a naughty girl baby
Do anything you ask of me
Given me the attention i need
baby
Show me i exist
Your driving me insane baby
With your lack of interest
Im begging for my need baby
I...
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Categories:
slut, adventureme, me,
Form:
Free verse
Yes I Am a ****Yes I am a ****
If you consider being grabbed by guys
And their hands rub down thighs
As being a whore
Don’t resist because then you would be a bore
No it’s not okay to flirt then say no because then you’re a tease
Oh no because they really wouldn’t...
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Categories:
slut, abuse, body, hurt,
Form:
Rhyme
Egg **** 3Living in fantasy
Easter bunny to none of thee
Rotten egg on the street corner
Hope she finds a client soon
Dropping her pen and letting us free
That’s the end of this poetry...
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Categories:
slut, art, bird, death, eulogy,
Form:
Free verse
**** BagJulias Cesar never like "John" the Baptist
what if Julias Cesar fell from the sky
and and and never had a mom...
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Categories:
slut, write,
Form:
Free verse
Artist ****FLUNKY
FOR
GREEDY CORPORATE SLOBS IN ARMANI
BUYING YOUR WARES
FOR
A RETURN
IN
STATUS
AND INVESTMENT
NOT KNOWING
WHAT THE **** IT IS
BUT TOLD THAT IT IS GREAT
BY GREEDY CORPORATE SLOBS
IN THE NO
DO YOUR ****
BUT DON'T CHANGE IT FOR THEM
GETTING ON YOUR KNEES...
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Categories:
slut, art,
Form:
Blank verse
Pet Rock ****I'm not one who judges, interferes or meddles,
but I must spay my pet rock because it won't stop having pebbles.
You may find me to be somewhat of a nut
but I truly suspect that my pet rock is a ****....
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Categories:
slut,
Form:
Rhyme
**** Woes(This is about sex believe it or not, which I connect a lot to expressing thoughts about death)
She lives thru the lies. Bruised open thighs
Coasts on the high. soul flows free like a...like a, can't explain it yet.
Open as the sky. Is...
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Categories:
slut, body,
Form:
ABC
What Is a **** and Not a ****?two girls walking down a block
two boys watched them
first one girl was real beautiful
she had on shorts
She was still a virgin
One of boy yelled ' ****'
last girl was no better looking than the first girl
Her shirt didn't...
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Categories:
slut, teengirl, girl,
Form:
****She longs to be touched
Lusting over every man around her
Useless it is to try to change her ways
Tempted is she to lose herself tonight...
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Categories:
slut, girlfriend-boyfriend
Form:
Acrostic
****You tell me what I want to hear
In the hopes that I will fall for you
I grip tightly to the small promises and empty words you share,
As you watch me plummet blindly, not knowing our end is near.
I prayed for you my whole...
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Categories:
slut, anxiety, body, depression, love,
Form:
Free verse
That Man Is a ****The groom's bride is in a public bathroom with that ****.
The bride just ripped the knees out of her dress.
The bride's a goddamn whore
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Categories:
slut, betrayal,
Form:
ABC
I Am a ****I am a ****
,
Cuddle in a bundle
I lay down in my blood.
Soaking wet with tears
I wish I was dead.
Not yet, my child You said
Not yet your time is up,
Be strong, and fight the battle
cause a war must still be won.
Draining and exhausted of the...
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Categories:
slut, 12th grade, abuse, anxiety,
Form:
Free verse
The Giving **** Butterfly Oddquain
Gifts
commonplace;
You’re the giving ****;
...
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Categories:
slut, emotions, feelings,
Form:
Other
The Right Thing To Say1/2 cup of fish stock
1/2 cup of lime juice
3 cloves of crushed garlic
1/2 cup of chopped cilantro
1/2 cup of butter
1 cup of asparagus
1/4 cup of dehydrated onion
2 2 inch top sirloin beef steaks cut down the middle
Mix together stuff steaks with asparagus mixture
and set...
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Categories:
slut, anniversary, romantic love,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric
Shame on youOh please, don't call me a s*ut.
It's not like that, it's just the legacy of my blood.
I'm not for sale
So, stop making myself hurt (by saying so).
If you hate me, fine
But don't hit me in the heart.
Just look into it, my heart -
Death lurks there:...
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Categories:
slut, anger, anti bullying, death,
Form:
Rhyme