#whore

67 posts
  • angi_d 5w

    A Ho is a Ho

    It has become clear to me now,
    That no matter how hard I try,
    You and I will never be us again.
    I've tried to prove my love for you,
    Look at what I've overcome,
    I've cheated death times two!
    The only thing that kept my heart going,
    Was the thought of you and the dogs
    This I was not hoping, but knowing.
    Twenty six years, you've been my life force,
    Why when I'm SICK and DYING
    Did you decide to take on some whores?
    This is the time I need you most
    To run this show,
    Ya know, be the host.
    I'm not dead yet but well on my way,
    Now you won't even give me the time of day.
    I could've died and left you a mess,
    Then what would you have done?
    Still run to your whore?
    Having to pick through my mess?
    You cant make a whore into a housewife.
    So the story goes.
    Your karma for screwing me over (the good woman and loyal wife of near 26yrs)
    Is the bitch you have ended up with.
    Remember in our yelling wars,
    I told you then that you'll never be happy without me? Cos I know you better than anybody. So when your heart is broken again and again, you'll think of the words I've said.
    I'll always be your forever,
    Till death do we part.
    But that is only if someone else hasn't stolen my heart... Your karma is playing out well. She's gonna put you through hell....
    I'm reclining back for the story to unfold... The facts you've numerously been told.
    "A ho is a ho no matter which way you go."

    ©angi_d

  • alltimefamished 6w

    Love or infatuation

    I loved him or it was infatuation I still don't know. He loved me or used me, I'm not sure. But we spent 6 whole years together, fighting and breaking up, patching up, loving, having sex and suddenly, I become a whore and he becomes the master.
    ©alltimefamished

  • isalittlebroken 17w

    Gold band consumer

    Do you fear the night?
    She offers sweet wet delights,
    that have ruined a million gold band unions.
    Maybe more?
    Till death do us part...
    bet you never said that to your whore. 
    ...
    Oh, my bus is here...
    See you back in town John.
    We drive away, 
    innocence restored.

    ©isalittlebroken

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 21w

    IN THE FAIR OF LUST.

    A mannequin that glazed with a pearly sheen,
    Stood within a glass, to be window-shopped, clearly seen,
    Kohl eyes reflected the blend of a million dead seas,
    Bore the burden of mascara, those pitch-black curled-up lashes.

    The crease of her voluptuous lips sparkled with a dulcet arc, melting rocks & bricks,
    Seven heavens crafted a whirlpool in the depth of her cheeks,
    Pointed chin portrayed a sharp honey-dipped knife, a magical charm.
    Lose braids with dangling flicks held unfurled mysteries her poise and calm.

    Each curve of her body depicted perfection and elegance,
    Enticing lustrous skin that glossed, arrested each passing sight at first glance,
    Bided every day in the fair of lust, though couldn't be afforded by all her lovers,
    A living toy adorning the horny bed of the men - filthy rich monsters.

    Her ruptured soul and wounded body healed every morn,
    The moon poured the salve repairing her heart until dawn,
    Her pen was a prism that led her diary to reflect a million shades,
    With several colours of emotions, her ink imprisoned heaven and hades.

    The one who appeared like a doll in the broad daylight, under the bright sun,
    Was toyed with and tortured, called a whore, a courtesan,
    All the jewellery and velour, layers of make-up she carried all day without a fall,
    Were to be shed off at night until naked, she lied stagnant like a barbie doll.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

    #whore #slut #courtesan #girl #lust #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld

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    BARBIE DOLL.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • thebhavnasaxena 23w

    ##Inspired from the life of Elizabeth I, an attempt to speculate the inner workings of her heart.##
    @writersnetwork thank you for Editor's choice ��




    They kiss her shadow
    Out of reverence,
    Their heads bowed down
    With respect,
    They kneel to be knighted,
    Their eyes lowered in deference,
    They dare not take her name,
    For she is Regina, and her name
    Holds a special power.

    She has been put on a pedestal,
    Worshipped, as if she were a
    Goddess incarnate, but in all
    Her power annointed and divine,
    Can she compel the Goddess of love
    To smile upon her?


    #queen #virgin #whore #dichotomy #hypocrisy #patriarchy #feminism #character #sketch #love #desire #passion #power #throne #war #people #life #feeling #perspective #shewrites #followme #poet #creative #readwriteunite #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #poetsofmirakee #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #freeverse #pod #wds #writinglife #quotes #poem #mood #thoughts #diary #writersbay #mirakeeworld #woman #masks #history #inspired #penportrait #wod

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    Dichotomy

    She is a woman too, with a heart
    Beating, crying out for love, it too
    Wants to be ruled by passion carnal,
    But their eyes never look into hers,
    Even as they clamor for the coins
    That come bearing the likeness of
    Her face, she is a woman too,
    Her heart fancies a dalliance with
    Romance itself, but alas, in the
    Dichotomy of this world, she
    Is forced to choose masks,
    The virgin or the whore,
    The throne is too small
    To hold the multitudes that
    She must hide, because in the
    World of men, kings have conquered
    Lands and women alike, but a queen
    Must let go of desire, to hold on to power,
    The virgin is the one her soldiers
    Follow into war, the whore is
    The one trampled upon, war or no war.
    ©thebhavnasaxena

  • _pluto_ 34w

    It's a surface , a rough sketch , Scorching its way to your liliac skin. It's the same place where we build our dreams but the same place which haunts me,a bed ? A bridesmaids hell ? A fulfilling wife or a medicore place for whores and shameless sluts .But it isn't the mistake of the bedsheet that it feels hard for the first time , it's the fault of the one who's on top of it, grabbing my breasts and squeezing the life out of me.The stretch marks and the depressed hearts are what , which fulfill the void in me. My voice, unheard to the one in heaven,who calls me as his but still differentiates me .Can you please tell me , why is it always me or the girl who sleeps in the locker room , too scared of unfilthy heads and unhealthy steaks. I never had wings but my parents gave me two legs , the problem was I wasn't taught to spread and stretch em' infront of unknown man.I wanna run ,run towards you towards the sisters that call me faith although they have lost their symphonies ,I don't wanna awake again , Not again on the same bed with multiple destinies.
    ~PLUTO/KAI
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    #rape #againstrape #slut #whore #woman @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork #pod #lost #crying #lostsoul

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    ARCADE

  • starkanonymous 36w

    Tasteless

    I've lost my taste for you

    You're bitter to my tongue

    You're so ugly inside

    I'm glad now that we're done.



    You're so fucking nasty

    You're just a fucking whore

    You could care less for me

    While I couldn't care more



    Now all that has ended

    You tasteless fucking bitch

    You no longer satisfy

    My internal itch




    2/23/21©starkanonymous
    @E.J.Markt•Writing|Solutions
    (All Rights Reserved)

  • smartsam 41w

    Cookie!

    Lust, she just wonton more sex
    no shame no regrets!
    Even though beaten by people
    & naked paraded!

    Volcano greed &
    unending her lust!
    In-depth extreme
    she wanted aphrodisiac sex!

    She had just nothing
    to do with shame!
    Known amidst almost all
    she for casual pro fame!

    She died to gulp
    and eat mammoth gents!
    Anything she would do
    tear & succmb his pants!

    She was shamelessly mad
    in lust with bodybuilder!
    They rocked incessant
    on pretext of gym all weather!

    Her assets he ragged
    all day & night!
    She wasn't ever enough
    only for more lust she died!

    They smacked eachother
    that demons would be ashamed!
    Pretend & just swindle
    with gym as excuse name!

    Only god knows all
    whore sins she commited!
    Wanton her lust, pregnancy
    & lives so many aborted!

    With shame, society or God
    she had nothing to do!
    Right his place or in lodge
    all lust rampant they would do!

    She bothered not a dot
    nor any regret!
    To prostitute herself
    at cost beaten by people
    dumped & even whipped
    later travel home naked!

    Their act lewd was
    demonic mirth!
    She lusted mad
    nephilm beasty
    & his huge girth!

    Nothing to do with
    morals & or shame!
    Unregistered whore
    cookie was her name!

    ©SmartSam

  • victoriaibukun 55w

    Tap tap, the camera clicked.

    I threw my hair back, getting my hair into my eyes.
    The moment I got the hair off my eyes,
    I saw Akim, his demeanor showed something sinister.
    Something I always saw anytime the camera clicked.
    Akim is a naturally sweet person, I call him a genie because he is too good to be true.
    So seeing this side of him after every successful click anytime I had a photoshoot he transported me to, was unreal and blurry to remember.


    I changed my pose kissing the air, while
    Someone waited to flash a purple light to my mouth.
    Just like always, I looked at the camera and partly at Akim, whom stood at the side of the photographer to look at the picture then nod in sinister appreciation.

    Click. I saw it again, the face so beautifully sinister, his blood red snake like tongue out to lick his lips, in a dangerously slow motion I was always attracted to.
    This is why my photographers always liked me.
    They said I drive the boys wild.
    But I think it is all Akim camera click look that makes that.




    I don't believe this, because I have no evidence.

    Even when we have sex after every photoshoot. I had no evidence.

    Of how he rapes me, with that camera click body of his. But I have no evidence.

    It is like a split second, painful yet I come everytime. I have no evidence.

    I feel like a whore everytime, Yet I have no evidence as to why I was one.



    #victoriaibukun
    #mirakee
    @creativearena
    #pof
    #dream
    #sinister
    #photoshoot
    #model
    #cum
    #whore
    #creativearena
    @mirakee

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    A sinister photoshoot genie

    Get this dream in your sleep.
    What if, those sweet persons who compliment our every move are the worst genie?



    ©victoriaibukun

  • buditalent26 60w

    Whore

    "Your ... whore ! "

    She smirks . Her eyes a light in amusement.
    " I am sorry . I think your mistaken , I don't get paid . So I guess the correct term will be slut . But yet again slut implies I have sex with a lot of people . When in fact I only had sex with ... let see... no one . "
    ©buditalent26

  • anunknownwriter 67w

    So yeah that means you

    FUCK YOU

    ©nothingbutrash

  • ciara1 80w

    Women are taught naturally by playing hard to get and go through whore phasing

    One day my mother and I went out to an I-hop restaurant when I was 10 years old. We were conversing on a topic about men. She informed me that when I grow up that she does not want to see me get hurt by men. She experienced that a lot in her past. She said, "Ciara, I want you to be your own woman when you grow up, don't be depending on no man, cause men don’t know nothing." My response was "yeah I know how to be an independent woman, if that boy ain't right, imma kick 'em to the curb." Her response, "that's right." 
    Before the age of 10, my mother used to tell me all the time in her words that "men will dog you. When you get grown, it's okay to talk to different guys, you don't have to be stuck on just one guy,  but if you mess around with all of em, you have to use protection, " my mother said. I was just nodding my head. 
    When I had gotten older in my teenage years, I would talk to various boys. I would have sexual intercourse with them and did not use any birth control. All the boys that I had sex with did not use any protection either. I think about it now that all the guys that I had sex with in high school, and as an adult in the past. I was not contracted with any diseases from none of them. I know a lot of people who had sexual intercourse with tons of people, and they either caught HIV or AIDS. A lot of people have caught  AIDS and HIV, and Easy E from " Straight Outta Compton" was one of them. God was with me in the past with all the dirty things I did. I thank God that I did not catch any diseases. 
    What got me is that when I was in high school, when someone found out that a girl slept with multiple boys. A lot of kids in the school or even the whole school would call that girl a whore or slut. I feel as though people should not ridicule others that they do not know what that person was going through at that moment. People do things for a reason. We should not judge others that we do not know the reason why that person has done what they did.
    In the black community, women are naturally taught to either play hard to get with men or go through whore phasing for fun. Women go through a whore phase for various reasons. Some women like to have sex with a lot of men for the pleasure of it. Some women do it because they feel lonely or have low self-esteem. A lot of women like to have multiple sexual partners because of their insecurities of being heartbroken. There are some women who do not want to get in a serious relationship with a man because they are afraid of getting heartbroken. The reasons why I had multiple sex partners in my past, is because of my insecurities of getting heartbroken. Now, I am a strong-minded woman that is walking with God each day. I am never alone. As long as I have God by my side, I am all good.
    There were a lot of things my mother taught me as a child, but as an adult, I do not agree with some things she taught me. I know my mother taught me the things that she knew, and that was not her fault. I appreciate the things that she taught me as a child. I honor her for sharing her experiences with me. 


    ©cwebb32
    ©ciara1

  • shailesh_d_one 106w

    They call you whore!!!!!!

    Do you love me??????
    I do to the core..........
    don't like it when,
    People call you "whore"!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Wanna buy you stuff,
    from a "bridal" store...........
    Let's get married,
    near the shore!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Never did I score,
    but simply adore........
    Tigress like you,
    who's yet to roar !!!!!!

    Hate it when,
    you are in "pain".........
    it's time your children,
    have my "last name"!!!!!!!!!

    This society surely,
    it to be blamed,
    they love the game,
    n even try to defame!!!!!!!!!

    But you no longer need,
    to act like "lame" ........
    just do aim "high",
    burning past in the "flame"!!!!!!

    Look at me dear,
    am not the same.......
    I love you to the core,
    N won't bring you "shame"!!!!!!!!!!

    TBC
    ©shailesh_d_one

  • wordscreamer 109w

    WHoRE

    Why is the term "whore" labelled only to the mass who are forced to sell their body for money?

    Why aren't people who sell their self-respect, values, happiness, dreams, passion, mental peace called "whore"?

    Why is the term so confined, sexist and biased?

    Everyone is busy selling a portion of themselves to survive and make a living.

    Isn't Everyone a "whore"?

    Life's Whore!

    ©wordscreamer

  • pa_luck 117w

    Wear me like a whore, only if you wish to dress up !!

    #whore#who#you
    #writersnetwork#readwriteunite#mirakee#pod
    #mirakeeapp

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    Who's a Whore

    The burdened land beneath your butts.

    The air, always fucking your holes
    and wrapping your sore skin.

    The flapping tides,
    invading your webbed feet,
    on the beach, which sleeps and wakes
    higher than your reach.

    The woods where you hide behind
    and undress your routine.

    The bud you just peeled to check,
    her pollens were ashamed of your touch.

    The walls left abandon,
    echoing the plastered whispers of you and her.

    Or / And

    Her, who you walked upon
    and bruised her for mere breaths.
    Yet she believed,
    You own her, like the ruins own the time.

    ©pa_luck

  • sarah_kay 122w

    Junkie

    Always been a junkie whore, nothing less and never
    more. your on the outside looking in, judging
    without sin. this wretched path i follow, the pain is getting
    difficult to swallow. i see
    beauty in these scars and
    tracks, you see me as a monster an turn your backs. i
    wasnt always like this, something went extremly wrong.
    the weight
    on my back was far to strong. you will never see me in the light, pushing
    me around tryin to start a
    fight. my past thats led me to this moment in time, attack
    me for who i am, like being me's a crime. i stab myself, i
    open a vein. i let the waves crash thru me and wash away
    the pain. no love can reach this place,
    no one can scale
    this wall. fatal to me if it reaches me at all. id rather be
    here alone, far from the suffering iv known. stabbing into
    my soul, i am cushion for th pin. wait for the red flag telling
    me to push the plunger in. my heart picks up pace, the
    tourniquet falls to the floor. im beyond your reach here,
    you cant hurt me anymore. love, is a word often
    actionless. just chemicals and seratonin causing you to
    feel like this. im dirty and battered, you wanna hurt me for
    reasons that never mattered. the hype is the vehicle, i
    drive it into my vein. i go out on the road and drive in the
    rain. you'll never understand, never spend a moment in
    my shoes. i have lost everything in this hell, iv got nothing
    left to lose. this junkies stabbing holes, searching for the reason why
    one reason to keep going on or the reason i
    should die. point a finger, i can see the discust upon your
    face. one day your ignorance could put you in my place..
    ©sarah_kay

  • ladybug_apocalypse 128w

    Your Whore

    It was for your pleasure,
    My red lipstick and short skirt.
    I thought I could be your treasure,
    Dressed only in your t-shirt.

    I'll moan like the stars online,
    And speak from the gutter.
    Arching my frail spine,
    To be your perfect lover.

    Painting my face before you wake,
    To always be your pretty girl.
    And even though it feels so fake,
    I keep my face pampered and hair curled.

    When you take me to bed it's not romantic,
    Our eyes don't meet as you turn me around.
    A chaotic mass of limbs flailing manic,
    And my head against the ground.

    When did I become your whore,
    To never give love but only lust?
    And as I'm laying naked on the floor,
    All I feel is disgust.
    - Ladybug_apocalypse

    #whore #casual #love #sex #life #partners
    Image credit to rightful owner

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    Your Whore

    Sometimes I just think it could've been more

    ©ladybug_apocalypse

  • jeeths 128w

    Might it's inside four walls or Infront of four hundred people your doing the same society,
    you need to change Ur way of thinking and criticising Thier work .

    #bitch #prostituting #whore #fakelove #girl #accept #rich #broken

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    Prostitute & Groom

    IF SHE DEMANDS MONEY
    TO MAKE LOVE WITH HIM
    THEY CRITIC HER AS A "PROSTITUTE".

    IF HE DEMANDS MONEY
    TO MAKE LOVE WITH HER
    THEY TITLE HIM AS A "GROOM".
    ©jeeths

  • jeeths 128w

    Girl you're bitch

    It's to hard to accept
    But, gal if you love him because his rich
    Then accept that you're a bitch .

    ©jeeths

  • acharyya_ 128w

    She ain't scared of the dark anymore. She grows through the light, her Character is questioned about

    ©acharyya_