Short Promiscuity Poems
Short Promiscuity Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Promiscuity by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Promiscuity by length and keyword.
Boring
Snoring
Warring
Whoring
Long life with a boring, snoring sod
made the wife a warring whoring broad.
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Stupidity and Nudity
I do presume what you thought was nudity,
Could possibly be the result of promiscuity;
Your supple nipples,
Caused many ripples;
Because her body contained much beauty.
Jim Horn
Marie Antoinette - Queen of France
Toyed with promiscuity and Frenchmen's pants.
Lying to Louis; Marie "made her bed."
She was tried for treason and lost her head.
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Wearing Robe Reading Book of Job
Trump wore robe with ring in lobe,
And had been reading book of Job,
From above;
Women did love;
About promiscuity started a probe.
Jim Horn
Listening to MSNBC again and
you guessed it. About probes.
Child feels so drawn,
Liking, befriending.
Preteen feeling so innocently,
Crushing, admiring.
Adolescent feelings of promiscuity,
Attraction, infatuation.
Adult feeling of committing,
Loving, dating.
Soul feelings of destiny,
Promising, marrying.
Bootlickers and bandits
Brutalising the poor
Impoverishing [poverty
Preachers and prostitutes
Partisan puppets
Promoting political promiscuity
impunity
Right brothers so tight with sorcery
Bribery and forgery their mockery, I dread
Robbers of my bread
In spring Isweat.
The exorcists were taking him
to pyre,
after eating the pollens,
the pistils,
columns of culture,
rosettes of centuries,
collapsed tropes.
Solid thorns were piercing the eyes
to cleanse the vision
of color-blinds.
It was the morphed sex
of a virgin goddess
humming to cool
the hot caresses.
Arousal of sleeping dragons,
promiscuity,
wood roses,
proactive subjects popping up,
which was it, besides bread and butter,
beds, only beds?
A semi-boiled love?
SATISH VERMA
Form:
It’s a bit chilly for my liking
Last minute shopping
Not too much traffic
Soft petals dancing
On a chill wind
Yeah, I know, “buzz-buzz-buzz”
Last one back to the hive
Is a Yellow Jacket
Wonder where the Geese go
Can’t believe I graduated
From “Bee U”
With honors
Now I crash land
On unsuspecting flowers
“pollinations gigolo”
Yeah, Yeah, I know
The “Queen”
And her minions
Depend on my
Promiscuity
Well, must bee off
There’s one Rose left
And I think she likes me
In an ideal society,
folks wouldn't smoke,
Youngsters would not indulge
in coke, and there wouldn't be
people who were gay,
but, in the real world
it is not that way,
and although many may think
that being gay is sinning,
Wouldn't it be better if
they legalized their feelings,
There would be less diseases
and promiscuity,
Living a close to "normal" life
creates sanctity,
God loves them despite their
preferences,
Who are ordinary folks to treat
them with indifferences.......?