Prostitution Poem by smriti jha
Prostitution
I dont belong to your affluent society
nor do I live at your mercy
A victim of social circumstances
You sell your art and I bank on my flesh
no body likes to be called by my name
for I am not a part of your fame..
yet you will sleep with me at night
smelling my flesh gives u delight!
dont you throw away your pounds
instead get some bones for your hounds!
I spit on the way this society refute
for no body is a born prostitute!
A bit shocking to start but it is self explanitory, society is much too cruel Ten again!
Great poem. Written well with vivid imagery. Nice sentiments. Keep it up. I rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'A crime in the dark of the night' on page 1. Akmal
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4/25/2024 1:58:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Man's consciousness is dictated by the society. However, our subconsciousness where the freewill resides is strong and steadfast...Anyway, nice topic to write on. you made a poetic touch there! keep on. thanks. waiting for your visit.