Poems about Women
#women
Poems about women and female roles in society. Poetry offering a diverse assortment of views about women in general. Here you'll find poems which reinforce stereotypes, and also poems which dispel them. Examine how women are viewed and treated by individuals, and society, around the world.
How Sweet is This Coming!
I love who you are today,
your every panting breath,
your every child-like whimper.
Pressing deep, I think of
all your yesterdays—every
moment that has shaped you
into the woman I love today.
Oh God, how sweet is this coming!
your every panting breath,
your every child-like whimper.
Pressing deep, I think of
all your yesterdays—every
moment that has shaped you
into the woman I love today.
Oh God, how sweet is this coming!
#beauty
#childhood
#LifeCycle
#orgasm
#women
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Love does not pay the bills
Why are women labelled as shallow when they mary for financial stability?
The men that cry out for gold diggers are the same ones that benefit from these women settling...
Cause lets face it guys, most men don't own a mantion or posess a collection of luxury cars.
So when you find yourself crying out for injustice, think of this:
Did you mary for love or did you do it for all the benefits you could get from this partership?
At the end of the day, Love will not save you when your marriage falls appart, but money will...
The men that cry out for gold diggers are the same ones that benefit from these women settling...
Cause lets face it guys, most men don't own a mantion or posess a collection of luxury cars.
So when you find yourself crying out for injustice, think of this:
Did you mary for love or did you do it for all the benefits you could get from this partership?
At the end of the day, Love will not save you when your marriage falls appart, but money will...
#corruption
#greed
#inequality
#men
#women
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The Wicked Man of Pussy XIII (Cold Sunshine)

#humankind
#women
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Mystery in Her Eyes
Mystery in Her Eyes
Eleusinian mystery burns in her eyes
That torch my soul in a madhouse opera
On the altar of her sanctified sorcery
Whose electric neon smile
Glows with the oracular trance of Pythia
When her coiled dance conjures the serpentine flames
From the thousand fires of her incendiary mysticism
That glows like stars on a future horizon
Where the Bride of the firebird sings her darkly lit magic
Under the candlelight of a chandelier sky
Eleusinian mystery burns in her eyes
That torch my soul in a madhouse opera
On the altar of her sanctified sorcery
Whose electric neon smile
Glows with the oracular trance of Pythia
When her coiled dance conjures the serpentine flames
From the thousand fires of her incendiary mysticism
That glows like stars on a future horizon
Where the Bride of the firebird sings her darkly lit magic
Under the candlelight of a chandelier sky
#mystery
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
#women
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Do You Find It Pleasing?
In the realm of love's embrace,
Where hearts intertwine and bodies entwine,
A question lingers, a tender plea,
To unveil the depths of feminine desire.
Do you find it pleasing, this symbol of manhood,
This extension of life, this source of creation?
Does it stir your senses, ignite your passion,
Or does it remain a mystery, a hidden fascination?
Some may recoil, their eyes averted,
Their minds clouded by societal norms,
While others may yearn, their spirits stirred,
By the promise of pleasure, the allure of the unknown.
...
Where hearts intertwine and bodies entwine,
A question lingers, a tender plea,
To unveil the depths of feminine desire.
Do you find it pleasing, this symbol of manhood,
This extension of life, this source of creation?
Does it stir your senses, ignite your passion,
Or does it remain a mystery, a hidden fascination?
Some may recoil, their eyes averted,
Their minds clouded by societal norms,
While others may yearn, their spirits stirred,
By the promise of pleasure, the allure of the unknown.
...
#erotic
#men
#seductive #women
#seductive #women
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Midnight Tigress
Midnight Tigress
She is a tigress prowling the bamboo forest
With eyes that burn like incense in a temple
Where holy men pray to Kali in the sacred midnight
Scented by the essence of her black rose
When she gapes with the mystery of the macabre
That draws supplicants to the fragrant smoke
From the sacred fire that burns on the Stygian altar
Below the navel of her cosmic source
Where sanguine songs play
On the smoky petals of her...
She is a tigress prowling the bamboo forest
With eyes that burn like incense in a temple
Where holy men pray to Kali in the sacred midnight
Scented by the essence of her black rose
When she gapes with the mystery of the macabre
That draws supplicants to the fragrant smoke
From the sacred fire that burns on the Stygian altar
Below the navel of her cosmic source
Where sanguine songs play
On the smoky petals of her...
#mystery
#seductive
#sensual
#erotic
#women
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IM VERY BUSY

#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
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Her Café Glow
Her Café Glow
Beige chequers of her gingham skirt
Cloak gluteal plumage
With bare legatos
Emerging from hemlines
That can barely contain her silken secrets
With a plaited lock of hair
Gathered in the heavenly bouquet
Of her golden halo of curls
Whose love light shines in radiant petals
Of a maiden sunflower
Accented by lipstick art
Of her burgundy stained Arcadian smile
That blossoms like a winter rose
When she bends like a cattail in the wind ...
Beige chequers of her gingham skirt
Cloak gluteal plumage
With bare legatos
Emerging from hemlines
That can barely contain her silken secrets
With a plaited lock of hair
Gathered in the heavenly bouquet
Of her golden halo of curls
Whose love light shines in radiant petals
Of a maiden sunflower
Accented by lipstick art
Of her burgundy stained Arcadian smile
That blossoms like a winter rose
When she bends like a cattail in the wind ...
#beauty
#erotic
#seductive
#sensual
#women
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Reconsecration
Reconsecration
Glasses stained in Stygian windows
With leopard spot rims for predatory effect
Met with sanguine lipstick heat
Her flaming kiss
Is a nitro-glycerin palliative
For Soho heartaches gone mad
When her Greenwich Village tastes
Like poems on all gallows night
That sing for her last supper
When slumlords hang
A no-vacancy brand of fascism
On the rookery gates to skid row
While the arterial Cathedral
For her sacramental corpuscles
Is reconsecrated to Aphrodite
Glasses stained in Stygian windows
With leopard spot rims for predatory effect
Met with sanguine lipstick heat
Her flaming kiss
Is a nitro-glycerin palliative
For Soho heartaches gone mad
When her Greenwich Village tastes
Like poems on all gallows night
That sing for her last supper
When slumlords hang
A no-vacancy brand of fascism
On the rookery gates to skid row
While the arterial Cathedral
For her sacramental corpuscles
Is reconsecrated to Aphrodite
#city
#oppression
#sensual
#spiritual
#women
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2 Comments
Firebird Arpeggio
Firebird Arpeggio
Sunbeam fractals of her eyes
Shining like paisley stars
That dance in denim sorcery
Of the flaming pages in her spellbook
Veiled in the mystery below her navel
Where rosebuds ache to blossom
In her rites of spring
And the strings of her lyre
Are strummed with the delicacy
Of her fingertips sweet persuasion
As she elicits supernova timbres
For the songs of her angelic choir
While her fingerprints fire walk
Across fields of flaming roses
That burn deep within the dark catacombs
Of her...
Sunbeam fractals of her eyes
Shining like paisley stars
That dance in denim sorcery
Of the flaming pages in her spellbook
Veiled in the mystery below her navel
Where rosebuds ache to blossom
In her rites of spring
And the strings of her lyre
Are strummed with the delicacy
Of her fingertips sweet persuasion
As she elicits supernova timbres
For the songs of her angelic choir
While her fingerprints fire walk
Across fields of flaming roses
That burn deep within the dark catacombs
Of her...
#erotic
#fire
#orgasm
#sensual
#women
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history called celestial faces
Eons ago
I saw your countenance
cadenced by a candle
transmuted embers
sleeper you have beckoned me
wider wiser deeper
for a moment
we stopped
looking through
a lulling luring lens
speaking
I ask you to begin
let go, let go
apple of my eyes
dark forlorn forgiving
reignited
our dream bodies
billowed around...
I saw your countenance
cadenced by a candle
transmuted embers
sleeper you have beckoned me
wider wiser deeper
for a moment
we stopped
looking through
a lulling luring lens
speaking
I ask you to begin
let go, let go
apple of my eyes
dark forlorn forgiving
reignited
our dream bodies
billowed around...
#women
#symbolism
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Star in Her Teacup
Star in Her Teacup
The golden embers of her eyes
Smolder softly as sassafras incense
Whose midnight is the sweet persuasion
That suffuses each swirl of steam
From the ocean of storms
In her fine China teacup
When the fire of a thousand suns
Grows with the maiden fury
Aglow in the nova of her gaze
The golden embers of her eyes
Smolder softly as sassafras incense
Whose midnight is the sweet persuasion
That suffuses each swirl of steam
From the ocean of storms
In her fine China teacup
When the fire of a thousand suns
Grows with the maiden fury
Aglow in the nova of her gaze
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
#tea
#women
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