Best Whoring Poems
Below are the all-time best Whoring poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of whoring poems written by PoetrySoup members
A Recipe For Promiscuity - TyBoring
Snoring
Warring
Whoring
Long life with a boring, snoring sod
made the wife a warring whoring broad.
For Your Turn For A Tyburn Poetry Contest
sponsored by charles messina...
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Categories:
whoring, husband, wife,
Form:
Tyburn
Heroin HeroAlone; as you lie on your bed
The stars brighten, serene
Such an ecstatically lovely scene
While these visions float in your head
Imagining hues of purple: divisions of...
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Categories:
whoring, death, sad, sympathy, sweet,
Form:
Free verse
Plea From a Dark SoulPlea From A Dark Soul
Weep not in the sun for me
my wasted life spent in vain
by death I did flee,
all but...
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Categories:
whoring, conflict, creation, dark, death,
Form:
Rhyme
Letting LoveWho is that unrecognizable figure
Plagued with such deep sorrow
Without the eternal light
To bring her into the marrow
....bone of my bone
.......flesh of my flesh
Never, in a...
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Categories:
whoring, love hurts,
Form:
Free verse
Sounds of the CityThe city rattling,
Feet trampling,
Faces focusing,
Engines purring,
Drivers sighing,
Music drifting,
Ads whoring,
Johns buying,
Click Clack,
Shoppers yapping,
Money swearing,
Tills ringing,
Workers wishing,
Cameras spinning,
Wealthy plotting,
And me weeping for eternity....
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Categories:
whoring, anxiety,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Stop Writing Literature, You Garrulous Indianfor Eric Mottram (1924 - 1995)*
a life of toil for the man in the centre
a hub in the peripheral tireless wheel
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Categories:
whoring, celebrity, people, words, work,
Form:
Elegy
A Devizes QuimmerickI know men, young and old, from Devizes
Who are wolves in surprising disguises
Sometimes girls are as bad
But it’s often the lad
Who, for whoring, has shelves...
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Categories:
whoring, confusion, drink, england, humor,
Form:
Limerick
What's White Got To Do With ItBlack-blue and purple-gray, barred from florescent in amber we play
scratched across vinyl, we sway, arguments in amber we play.
Hopped up on booze, blow, and the...
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Categories:
whoring, nostalgia, parody,
Form:
Rhyme
Sick Art
"Sick Art"
I walk the streets
still and quiet
I do not lie
I do not betray
what the heart belies
pickled kidneys
I am a ghost
of my former self
ears lent...
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Categories:
whoring, dark, horror, mystery,
Form:
Free verse
DaddyMy Daddy scuttles across the ocean floor,
Let tons of seawaters flow past him,
Over him,
As he makes subsonic noises
Protesting my sins.
The waters listen,
As do fish and...
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Categories:
whoring, funny, life, people,
Form:
Blank verse
The Ballad of Malcolm MccoreyCome and listen awhile I pray
To hear a sad love story,
I have only a minute to stay
To tell the tale of Malcolm McCorey.
I'm Malcolm, Sally...
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Categories:
whoring, death, lost love, love,
Form:
Ballad
Song of the Sacred and Profane -Adult-I see her as the woman on the road,
and in the distance just inside her sight,
one solitary male approaching—that alone,
draws up within her, latent fire
and...
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Categories:
whoring, faith, woman,
Form:
Free verse
Faith Without WorksCivil whoring: such architectural engineers of governmental grant of freedom.
Yea to bruise themselves,
lo, the magistrates
by way of horse-like member,
oh pearls before swine.
Wanting freedom of association...
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Categories:
whoring, integrity, judgement,
Form:
Free verse
The Dead-End-Job Contemplativethe exquisite deadening boredom
which comes with repetition & mundane habitual actions found in
the dead-end-jobs of america,
not only shed light on THE GREAT BIG LIE...
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Categories:
whoring, life, , western,
Form:
Free verse
I'Ll Take HerLydia:
I don’t recognize myself anymore
Greasy hair, grimy nails; I’ve become their whore
Servicing eight or nine men a night
I’ve learned it's better not to try and...
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Categories:
whoring, angst, depression, holiday, miracle,
Form:
Couplet