No one can see her tears in the darkness
She is merely melting into the shadows
where she lives a threadbare existence.
Her home is the heartless stone walls.
The abysmal alleys watch as she is taken
night after exhausting night.
There is no pleasure, nor is there pain,
Only indifference, a stoic determination to survive
as she sells her body to buy her life.
Author notes
Is this too morbid or inappropriate?
A contest entry
- Courtesans of All Countries; Prostitutes of All Professions = Feminism? by Avatar of Innocence.
1300 points, ended July 6, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This poem is neither morbid nor inappropriate for my contest. However, the last line, though good, sums up the poem instead of brachiating out to the reader's deeper thinking.
Line 4: is either very confusing or too profound for me to understand. Did you mean "wall of stone"? -
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Yes, I meant wall of stone, but I think I meant to write "stone walls." I'm not sure anymore, and walls of stone seems like the better phrase. Thank you for pointing that out. In this poem, I just wanted to show my own opinion of prostitutes, an argument of a debate. That's why I summed it up the way I did.
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oh wow. this is just .... its heartbreaking! ... its wonderful... only one slight error darling u wrote she am instd of she is ... otherwise its perfect! .... wow. i loved the way u put ur words together. the ending sums this up beautifully.. nice work!
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