Sluts Poems - Poems about Sluts

Wokery, no just jiggery pokery

...Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises..

Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded..

Deafening din of our chagrin...

Espoused by rabbles roused by mandari...

A Few Beautiful Poems For Whom, For What

...I wrote a few beautiful poems for the happy birds,
For the women that I love, for the embroidered skirts,
For the smile of the flowers, for the sensuous shirts,
For the autumn leaves, for the ange...

Convict Labour

...“Be still for Chrisake!
The head is crowning. 
Now be still, damn you!”

These women are the damned
Crammed into slab huts
At the edge of Hell.
Condemned as sluts,
Their bellies swell
With h...

Love Yours

...My intentions were pure, did I not strip them naked before you
I wasn’t afraid to say that I loved you, it didn’t make me less of a man
Not known to draw first, but this time I felt my grip itchy 
...

Joining Juice Wailing the Aliens Back

...Juice had a call that carried to the outer limits of the next galaxy.
We all thought he was a tad bit touched in his pure ecstasy. 
I think he seems more orange today, said a feline on the block.
...

Unnecessaries

...UNNECESSARIES

Some days when we need aliments
Or stuff to clean our residence
My wife sends me to venture out
With mission like a good Boy Scout

Well briefed with edicts firm conveyed
By Sh...

The Boy Who Cried German

...*The Boy Who cried German*

  Although Ikeh was as nervous as ever he still gathered a little guts to address those sluts. He always did walk around in a jumpsuit like that suitor who visits Bisi e...

Mr Purt

...There is a man named Mr. Purt
Money and power are his turf.

He rules the land with a tangerine fist
Misogynistic deeds always tops his list

He takes what he wants, no questions are asked.
Wo...

Earth Goddess Gets Riled

...I fear Earth Goddess has something rather unkind to say
about RightWing patriarchal 
pretensions oligarchical,

Which begins with N,
and ends with R,
and in-between fills out with Eve

Never ...

Goldstones and a Dried Fishers Net

...THEY CAST NET
IN THE WATERS
THE FISHES WERE
 NETTED AND 
WAITED HARVEST
THERE NETS WERE
 TORN AND DRIED UP
AND THE FISH THEY 
CAUGHT FELL BACK
 INTO THE SEA
THEY CURSED THE CREW
AND FOUND ...

Grown Statistic

...If you are ever feeling down 
know that love can always be found
and there is help just look around
don't ever give up 
try not to live up
to the statistics 
peers are your own worst critics
p...

Am Sorry Am Not Sorry

...I'm sorry it's my body and my boundaries
Am sorry I respect myself
Am sorry am preserving myself
Am sorry I take my time 
Am sorry i don't want to be rushed
Be...

For the Boychild: Finding Home

...We are lost cities finding reasons 
to join our broken aspirations together,
a lost elegies uprooting tubers of yam planted by our forebearers,
dreams seeking for home and abode to abide by in the...

Ghetto Poet

...the street taught me how to name myself ,
how to make life miserable to people with arms and weapons around my neck and hands. 
how to call a knife a spade and 
a spade; a hoe without feeling guil...

Shattered

...and I heard hell called on men
for eternal life for them all
they ran here and there with 
decorated bottles of beer and
handy skimpy sluts.
filthy theme of righteous played
they called heaven ...

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