Sex, poetry and rock'n'roll

Writing poems for and about your mistresses, loved ones or lovers is a cheap way to pick a girl up and a trashy gimmicky.
Love poems are full of falsity, idealism and childishness. They sound as if you were forever repeating how much red is a rose. It'd be better to actually buy the flower or a drink for your babe, throwing hollah dollah bills at the bartender. It'd be more verbatim and rewarded, when for a poem all you could get is a smile and an innuendo from your lover that: "Get lost honey! You are not a man, but a sissy!"
The same goes for any holidays, anniversaries, tragedies, birthdays, political and social affairs. A poem about Easter, e.g., or the Japanese earthquake sounds like a bird that got hit in the throat. Cheap rhymes are not better. Fucking is good, but not in the poetry. not word for word.
Wouldn't it be better if, having your own style and abilities, to keep up to your own level and not to get down and reach for those cheap procedures to:

a) get the attention of people who like the low-art,
b) scare off those who search for something more in poetry?

I think it'd be better to be a Jimi Hendrix, to bristle the soul and make your readers ecstatic, bringing something new and magnetic into poetry, than to be like a soft wind with no attention caught, like Rick Astley with his sterile, barren and infertile songs that make you want to vomit.