Whistles of the W****s

It was a widely drunk night,

Shapely w****s looking absolute bright

In their perfect ghostly height,

Dingy, dark lanes, moving fast, out of sight

Did you really know, what is wrong and what is right?

So neither had goose-bump, nor had fright,

Celebration of sex ended in a sinful fight,

Our unconditional love that finally won over their boasted might

While we could only see each other in the sudden flash of light.

In the morning they know well, we will keep our lips tight

And blow our whistles in the terrible plight.

Reviews

[Allie]

I'm not really sure what to say about this one lol. It is very interestin. great choice of words.

[Coyote Poetry]

"In the morning they know well, we will keep our lips tight
And blow our whistles in the terrible plight."
I enjoyed this story. Some stories in life need to be hidden away to brought out for a laugh and a crazy thought. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Deandra Dawn]

Wonderful imagery. Great job.

[Manpreet]

Nice work simply picked and expressed from those real streets ! Nice work indeed!

[Heather Clayton]

I liked all of it. Very hard to keep rhyming like that. Good job!!

[Thea]

Great flow...You've penned a great imagery in this poem. Well done!
:)))

[Kuhr Gred]

"Did you really know, what is wrong and what is right?" - -> this phrase caught my attention! hahaha.. it seems some of the people doesn't really know what's right and wrong.. i hope someday! they will wake up for the truth :) ... GREAT WRITE!!
- Kuhr Gred

[Poetic Beauty]

A mysterious tale of sex and love.

[Leslie Philibert]

I enjoyed this, especially the use of widely in the first line, where you might expect wildly, and goose-bump in the singular, the unusual syntax and rolling tempo make this an original and interesting piece of writing.