Short Woman Of The Street Poems
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Woman of the Street
A dildo was not just a thing,
but a friend of her.
From being mocked at for being a virgin,
To the eagerness for removing this shame.
From making love to her boyfriend to prove her trust,
To the innumerable one night stands.
She was a free spirit.
But first forced by the society,
And then named "WOMAN OF THE STREET"....
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Categories:
woman of the street, women,
Form:
Free verse
Poetry Dating
It’s like a beautiful gorgeous woman walking on the street
You see her and for a moment you have this desire,
A desire to talk to her and get to know her.
But then you hold on to a fear of rejection
And before you know, she’s gone
And the moment of opportunity disappears.
So does the inspiration to write a poem come.
She comes as the beautiful woman on the street....
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Categories:
woman of the street, imaginationbeautiful, woman, beautiful,
Form:
I do not know?
Copla Cincuenta Y Tres This Bad Guy World
COPLA CINCUENTA Y TRES: This Bad Guy World
People see what they love to see
All that glitters makes them feel bright:
Tip sinking boat
Right now ball craze all films of glee
World of adverts subverts the sight:
Salesmen sail moat
A young woman stands at street door
Dazed by drugs an oozing sex pot:
Short years hence hag
Suckling aids milk son of whore
Whose mind will unhinge smoking pot:
Jet lag lost bag
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...
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Categories:
woman of the street, addiction, conflict, drug,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
My Country Is My Sorrow
My country is a woman on the street
Birthing whore children
My country is a song
Bustle to choke my melodies
Her woes - lyrics & whore styles
Spray over my eyelids
Where in abject poverty
I lost my fleshes
We don't not know who the perpetrators are
The citizens - Governments
Youths - everyone
Corruption grows in its valley
In the shoulders of a demon
A country on it pulpit
No hope - No faith
I live in it a mere being
Paciolo Pen Saint...
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Categories:
woman of the street, 1st grade, corruption,
Form:
Free verse