King Whore
Draw them in with lines
Clumsily constructed verse
Weak willed women come
Dreaming your words are for them
As you cast your net
Giving what they wish to hear
Words they’ve never heard
You know this that is your ploy
Romantic revenge
Woman hater baits with love
That he never gives
In return they flock to him
Desperate and blind
He leads them with tender care
Then throws each away
Like a box of chocolates
Take a bite then spit
Each one is delectable
Swallowing his lies
Boredom comes quite easily
Time to move along
Though in truth he sits alone
Wannabe sad stud
Real women don’t flock to him
As he walks alone
But online he is a King
Clothes himself in cool
Not as strong as he may seem
Plays the crying game
When a former flame flares up
Or sits quietly
“Look how she just broke my heart!”
Nitro glycerin
Fan the fire and watch it grow
Gather sympathy
Payback is the price you pay
For philandering
Poetry misogyny
You hate love them all
Hurt them before they hurt you
Cowardly victim
Needing what you push away
You want to be loved
Pull then push each chance away
Until you are alone
Lonely wanderer of love
Crowded page and empty bed
Queen Need
Frightened helpless eyes
Seething venomed lashes blink
Pining whining heart
Beat upon this hollow drum
Painful past your tool
Purposely manipulate
Play the victim scream
Claw at others then pretend
You are innocent
On the floor you stay
Easier than standing tall
Some believe your games
See your tears of misery
Though you never cry
Pleading needing words of love
No man is enough
To fill all your emptiness
Love won’t make you whole
Do you love me? Yes I do?
Endless litany
All the love they have to give
Leaves your soul vacant
Enemies imagined lurk
You can’t trust for long
Is he cheating? You don’t know
Though he says he does
As suspicions grow
Jealousy of female friends
Now invades your thoughts
Does he love you? You don’t know
Desperate thoughts take hold
Soon self-loathing seeps through skin
Poisoning your heart
Comfort will not comfort you
Wretched woman writhe
Traps you’ve set are now your own
Webs of lies your snare
Love me love me love me love please
Nothing is enough
Pleading seething with no shame
Knowing what’s to come
Clawing hungrily you moan
Need need need need need
Weary they will walk away
As they’ve done before
You know this, that’s why you cling
Your need is too much for them
Broken battered hearts
Refuse from their lips drips cold
Hackneyed words repeat
Old material moth worn holes
Love a wretched coil
Stranglehold of their design
Vampire love suckers
Once sated they will move on
Overstuffed leeches
Bloated bilious baleful
Other hearts to break
Wait their tender bruising touch
Hamsters on a wheel go round
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