Mary my Madonna, Mary the whore

Moonsight

  1. As she walks at night through the city, every breath she takes is oh, so soulless and empty-  
  1. She seeks shelter from the world and yet when I offer it, all she does is reject me  
  1. The shame she feels causes her to know deep down that she’s sorrowful and she feels this emotion plenty 
  1. Mary my love, why do you always flee?  
  1. Her smile so holy, her smile so pure  
  1. Her constant fleetingness is worth having to endure  
  1. Her smooth and pale face reflects the moonlight 
  1. I love Mary, even when there seems to be no hope for us in sight  
  1. Mary feels no guilt unless she’s caught red-handed,  
  1. She always comes back when she feels she is lost, when she feels she is hopeless, and when she feels she is left stranded  
  1. Those lush and pretty, pink lips serve to spout lies 
  1. Her fresh-faced kiss is only a part of her façade and disguise 
  1. She smiles like a saint after everything she’s done 
  1. Everyone wants to screw Mary because they believe her to be as chaste as a nun 
  1. Her life has no consequences, and she is always in pursuit of attaining the fleeting feeling of fun 
  1. I wish her cold and heartless actions could somehow be undone... 
  1. Because Mary’s heavenly gaze makes me melt each time  
  1. God, I love her so much that I can hear the chorus of angels, and I can hear our wedding bells chime 
  1. I was truly alive when I met her, not from the moment of my birth 
  1. Mary makes life feel as if heaven existed on earth  
  1. Mary, Mary, Mary 
  1. Why won’t she marry, marry, marry me  
  1. Mary could make a wonderful mother,  
  1. Mary is an angelic girl like no other,  
  1. I pray I could make her coffee in mornings and when she’s feeling ill, I pray I can make her herbal tea 
  1. Instead, Mary chooses to escape me by indulging in beer and drinking wine,  
  1. She’ll fuck forty guys and swear to God that she’s alright and that she’s feeling fine,  
  1. Sometimes I think she’ll never change; she will always be a whore and I hate her 
  1. Another moment she becomes my salvation and all the memories of betrayal and love begin to mix and blur  
  1. Mary the saint, Mary the sinner 
  1. My hope for our love is only getting slimmer 
  1. Mary is my Madonna, but Mary is truly a whore 
  1. The truth is I hate Mary because she’s always gone out the door 
  1. Mary has the face of an angel 
  1. Mary has the voice of one too 
  1. Mary is incredibly baneful 
  1. Mary will be hell’s finest view 
  • Author: Moonsight (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 30th, 2022 14:41
  • Comment from author about the poem: The poem’s title is a play on Sigmund Freud's psychoanalytic theory, the Madonna whore complex. The theory aims to explicate the pattern of thought that divides women into two categories, the Madonna and the whore. Someone who is considered Madonna is considered the ideal wife, a respectable and chaste girl who exudes pureness. The whore is promiscuous, enticing, and simply intoxicating, one may lust for her, but they recognize that they can never truly love her due to her elusiveness and lack of commitment, as well as their internal jealousy due to not being able to be the only one to attain her, which is in a sense paradoxical as a whore’s promiscuity is what makes her so desirable. It is important to recognize, where there is contempt for the whore, there is truly contempt for oneself-because those who desire her resent themselves for doing so. I, the author of the poem took on the view of someone who is in enamored with a woman who outwardly presents herself as a Madonna, and who projects their fantasy of a perfect woman onto a woman who does not fit their ideals. I decided to name the woman in the poem Mary, her name is an allusion to the bible as there are two Mary’s in the bible; Jesus’s mother, known as Lady Madonna and Mary Magdalene a prostitute. This is reflective of her lover's idealized version of her character and their conflict of recognizing her other self. Mary’s lover loves her as much as they loathe her. The ultimate questions is; Is Mary is Madonna or is Mary a whore? The answer is neither and both, as women are not one-dimensional and so easily categorized, that is what the person who perceives her has issue with-his belief and ideals are constantly challenged throughout the entirety of the poem.
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Comments1

  • GenXer Shamrocker ☘️

    I hope to see more of your work! The title caught my eye and I was hooked every line!

    • Moonsight

      Thank you for your kind comments under my work, knowing someone enjoys what I write really inspires to write more and post it here on mypoeticside 🙂



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