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Author Name: FreeSilkintears 14 Comments
Date Added: October 24, 2007 12:10:54 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The whore

She didn't need your number.
She didn't know your name.
She held your hand and walked with you
to the bedroom just the same.

Her shattered soul in pieces
she left scattered by the door.
The clothes from her now naked body
she lay gently on the floor.

Her naked body warmed you
as her smooth skin caressed yours.
You took what you wanted
from women you call whores.

She needed a warm body
to feel alive once more.
She was broken like glass shattered
for which there was no cure

She took what she had needed
if only for one night.
You took what she gave you
with enormous delight.

The love that had caressed her
if only for that night,
gave her the strength she needed
for her loneliness to fight.

You had taken from her
another piece of her life.
She took your love as a gift
pretending for that moment to be your wife

Then she left you laying there
as she picked her clothes up off the floor.
You both took what you needed
so who is now the whore.

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Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on November 3, 2008 01:29:33 AM Report
One isn't any better than the other imo. Here's to looking at it from both sides sister! *cheers*


Vivid and thought provoking penning Helen. Kudos to you!




Comment By: FreeMISS_VEE on January 11, 2008 10:39:27 AM Report
This is a real kick in the balls piece hun, The thoughts you provoke in me are healing having being in the girls position before myself. It's a cruel world where human need often overrides morality all we can do is pray we see the light soon.


Inspiring piece my friend


VEE x 

Comment By: FreeRin Marie on January 10, 2008 03:08:01 PM Report
This is probably one of the best poems I have read in a long long time.  It really touched my heart.  It is all to easy to look down on those women, perhaps we should instead be looking at all parties involved- the bleeding heart who just wants to be held in a warm embrace and the man who has no idea what this might mean or do to her.


This is an original spin, Amazing.


Love, Rin

Comment By: FreeHenry M. on January 3, 2008 06:14:29 PM Report
Who is the whore? The one who does it for money or the one who sells out their dignity? Or is it just the emotion of need that both feel? Either way you slice it, they both lose out on the experience of the give and take that true love brings! Great subject matter to write on Helen.   Henry

Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on November 29, 2007 10:32:04 AM Report
This points to a specific question, but it would also fit in well with a universal theme, at least that's the way I read it.  Maybe at some point we can all be whores.  Excellant write!
Comment By: Freejohnny v. garcia on November 27, 2007 09:32:08 PM Report
wow.........that is art !!!!!!!!
Comment By: Freeleahlopez on October 28, 2007 04:38:11 PM Report
Wow.....go Helen.

Very breath taking write honey....



Comment By: Premiumlionheart on October 27, 2007 05:23:36 PM Report
Human pathos personified.

What a poem!


Richard xo

Comment By: FreeLast Temple Knight on October 25, 2007 05:55:51 PM Report

Two weak people trying to feel less weak by pretending, while they lay together, to live out a fantasy only to be short lived and meaningless...

Comment By: FreeGlata on October 25, 2007 03:22:07 PM Report
Wow!!! Woman, you really gave it all on this one! And yeah, I've wondered a few times just WHO is the whore...the one that sells her body or the one that has to go to the lengths of buying it.

It's a pain filled world out there....

Powerful write, Helen...


Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on October 25, 2007 03:07:28 PM Report
excellent in depth view of an eternal question

Ali x

Comment By: FreeAngel on October 24, 2007 03:02:38 PM Report
Magnificent Helen. What a wonderful write. Lost souls looking for love .......a hug and some affection


Love Angelxx

Comment By: PremiumVizualEnsemble on October 24, 2007 02:34:46 PM Report
Helen, this a powerful write. I have to agree with James,

lost souls. People like this are everywhere in todays

society. Self destructive I say. Great write my friend.



Comment By: FreeJames Lagoski on October 24, 2007 01:10:08 PM Report
Dear Helen-
This was a great description of the broken and lost souls-


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