She's Not A Prostitute Poem by Martin Greyford
She's Not A Prostitute
She's always seen with different guys.
Maybe every after now and then.
She's in the streets at night,
In the day she's paying attention
To every guy that passes her way.
Every guy that says hello to her
Makes her feel happy and appreciated.
She's not a prostitute.
She's looking for a person that
Will love and cherish her.
I know it's not right for a girl
To chase after guys.
Well, in this case I'm not judging her
For she's in desperate need to be loved,
To have someone she'll call her own.
It's not that she's not beautiful
That all men are running away from her
She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen,
Good men just take advantage of her innocence
And later leave her stranded in the streets
Perhaps we've seen her and
Said a lot of evil things against her.
She's always in the clubs
Throughout the night dancing like
A stripper when actually she's not.
She's not in the night clubs for money,
She's there because of love
Her agonising pain to seek love has
Made her do wrong things and
Find herself in the filthy places.
Let's just understand her.
She's emotionally hurt.
We judge her from a distance
We don't know the real woman inside her.
She's searching for her lost prince charming.
She's not a prostitute.
Love has been her weakness and
She's looking for a person that will love her.
You will find her crying at the end
Of the street road in county.
Women who do mean things apparently for a living, might have many reasons to do so. I have always wondered, what goes in the minds of the prostitutes when they get laid for a living! 'For she's in desperate need to be loved' - loved momentarily?
The words are well guided and directed to paint the true picture of a lady. There is flowery taste to it. Thanks for sharing.
At times women go through a lot just to be with a person she'll call her own.
Well conceived and nicely brought forth in persuasive expressions with conviction. The reality is that when people see a four-legged animal that walks and barks like a dog, they call it a dog. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
In search of a true lover! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Many try to find love in bars, clubs etc but when we see them, we think they are whores.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 6:52:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A truly outstanding poem about the desperate need to love and be loved. You have profoundly expressed the pain of this very lonesome woman. And of the challenge of being nonjudgmental. It's such a pleasure to see such empathy! Excellent work, Martin!
Thank you for your comments and poetic support sir.