This was sort of dark and the images I got were prostitutes on the corner of roads, and men in cars curb crawling, and killing women and it may be because of the tv program that is on, but that is what I imagined

I think the flow here was okay, and the wording was simple but effective.

A good job done
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Ohhh I got the same images Tara, and there is no TV showinfront of me :O

I have to agree, it seems more like a dark poem with the images you described and the words you used just gave me that impression ..

As all always you captivated everyone.. Please don't ever stop writing :)

Oh I certainly love the images in this poem, it is quite dark and mysterious. I love the title you've given this piece. It's awesome. It brings so many images to my head and I haven't even read the poem yet.

I love the first stanza, you've given it a time and place so the images are much more in depth and it becomes easier to imagine and more realistic. I can see why you put it under life poems but the hint of darkness you've written here I can see that too!

Awesome poem!

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I see a tint of sad and darkness
I love the image and the title
alo very realistic, the dark and sad side
life has, it is an eyeopener to me
5/5

Powerful piece. Porstitutes are prone to murder everywhere. It is the price paid unfortunately.

Such vivid images are created in this write, shows some of the parts of society that many just ignore. The dark, mysterious and seedy atmosphere in the piece was well crafted leading the reader to the scene.

Very well written.

This is so creative! never thought i'd read a poem about the red light district, and it is awesome! i love it, truly great. only thing is "pray" should be "prey". other than that small typo, everything is wonderful. 5/5

Wow, this is a dark and sad poem... I like how you told this story...

It's quite sad to imagine someone hunting people.

Good job with this poem :)

Wow. This makes me think either about prostitutes are luring men, and they kill them - or the reverse. Men go to the prostitutes for the purpose of killing them. Like a Jack the Ripper sort of thing. I didn't know you wrote a bunch of poems like these. They're definitely your most interesting ones. You never know the entire story - and it makes you think about what this truly is.

dressed in seduction and painted masks,
they stalk out their pray and lay in wait.

I gotta say, that is pretty impressive wording. It just gives you this dark sense of stalking, and it gave me chills.

Damn you, and your creativeness. ;)