She came from the ground,
That beautiful woman!
Made from mud and soil
Lying to you, lying alone
Her body relaxed,
Her femininity exposed
Poked and prodded
Stroked and caressed
She does not know
Which hurts the least
Born again fools
You created her
Won't you at least
Give her a home
Lips puckered,
Touching herself,
The birthmark
Of the fairer sex
Her skirt is pushed
Far up beyond her waist
You sigh when she flinches
At the sight of your soiled hand
You think she's asking for it
She thinks you're just taking it
wow... I love how you portray it.... so meaningful... the way she flinches... that'd be like me...... Well played well done.
Feminity is a statement of womanhood which challenges the incrimination of adolescence.Depends how much hands care.Synthesis of womahood starts here.
wooow this is very deep and i love the word play that you used. check my poem redemption and four tear drops
Nice effective poem. Rich in imagery and depth. Liked and rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A busy street' on page 1.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love the structure! And the idea that the woman cannot help that she's beautiful and that people want her.