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.
Observing from the Treetops
She said I was “so quiet”.
I smiled and thought
that’s because I have little to say
about comings and goings I can’t track,
drama and gossip I never understand,
faceless names I’ll forget tomorrow.
Your words buzz around my head like gnats
and I am not a part of all that.
It’s not that I don’t try to speak.
My commentary is simply
the wrong shape
to penetrate their ear holes
Words tumble from tongue to floor
getting nothing but blank glances
as if I farted or confessed an unsavory sin
or made random...
I smiled and thought
that’s because I have little to say
about comings and goings I can’t track,
drama and gossip I never understand,
faceless names I’ll forget tomorrow.
Your words buzz around my head like gnats
and I am not a part of all that.
It’s not that I don’t try to speak.
My commentary is simply
the wrong shape
to penetrate their ear holes
Words tumble from tongue to floor
getting nothing but blank glances
as if I farted or confessed an unsavory sin
or made random...
#aliens
#confusion
#misunderstood
#trees
#women
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Ancient Dreams
Ancient Dreams
roses of Ethiopia
blossoming in her cheeks
like ancient Abyssinian gardens
hanging from trellises of moonlight
in the thousand-year night
whose perennial stars
twinkle on the petals of her eyes
where Egyptian mascara
dark as the sheen
of Anubis prowling the midnight hours
on a hunt for lover’s pearls
iridescent as tears from the eye of Ra
that flood the Nile
to silt the fields with fertile dreams
of wheat from heaven
traded with Eritrea
for highland coffee beans
under the warm...
roses of Ethiopia
blossoming in her cheeks
like ancient Abyssinian gardens
hanging from trellises of moonlight
in the thousand-year night
whose perennial stars
twinkle on the petals of her eyes
where Egyptian mascara
dark as the sheen
of Anubis prowling the midnight hours
on a hunt for lover’s pearls
iridescent as tears from the eye of Ra
that flood the Nile
to silt the fields with fertile dreams
of wheat from heaven
traded with Eritrea
for highland coffee beans
under the warm...
#Africa
#historical
#mythology #women
#mythology #women
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The Ass

#erotic
#lust
#sex
#women
#WritingPoetry
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Lack of Women Friends
Spent much of my morning looking at Instagram, seeing other influencers and their brands and of course, comparing their bodies to each other and to my own. That no longer comes from a place of shame anymore. But pure curiosity.
I thought of an influencer that I haven't thought of in a while. Her name is Alyssa Lynch. She was featured in the lyric video Closer by Chainsmokers many years ago. If there was a person who would make the perfect role for Diana Rose, my character, it would be her. Tan skin, dark chocolate hair, mesmerizing eyes, skinny figure.
Just makes me...
I thought of an influencer that I haven't thought of in a while. Her name is Alyssa Lynch. She was featured in the lyric video Closer by Chainsmokers many years ago. If there was a person who would make the perfect role for Diana Rose, my character, it would be her. Tan skin, dark chocolate hair, mesmerizing eyes, skinny figure.
Just makes me...
#friendship
#women
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You Dont Own Me. (Remix)
Verse 1] Man
You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
I never said I’ll be one of your boys
Wait a minute
Just wait a minute
Did I hear what you said
I never said that I owned you
You wanted to be in my bed
[Chorus] Man
And don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display
I never told you what to say
I never really...
You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
I never said I’ll be one of your boys
Wait a minute
Just wait a minute
Did I hear what you said
I never said that I owned you
You wanted to be in my bed
[Chorus] Man
And don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display
I never told you what to say
I never really...
#honesty
#lover
#men #women
#men #women
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A Many-Sided Marvel

#death
#lust
#sex #women
#sex #women
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Between you and Your f**king Period

#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
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MY FORBIDDEN WILDFIRE
Caramel silk in soft light we embrace,
thick thighs part with sweet scents encased.
The way you move, slow, deliberate, raw,
a masterpiece sculpted, classic beauty, no flaw.
Bent before me, firm hands gripping tight,
back arched real deep in the palest moonlight.
That ass THO!
A sinfully rich and delicate delicious delight,
undulating waves that hypnotize the sight.
I love watching it bounce, that girl's so fine,
pulsing as it rolls and shakes when she whines
Each thrust, a quake, a shiver, a fevered scream,
drowning in...
thick thighs part with sweet scents encased.
The way you move, slow, deliberate, raw,
a masterpiece sculpted, classic beauty, no flaw.
Bent before me, firm hands gripping tight,
back arched real deep in the palest moonlight.
That ass THO!
A sinfully rich and delicate delicious delight,
undulating waves that hypnotize the sight.
I love watching it bounce, that girl's so fine,
pulsing as it rolls and shakes when she whines
Each thrust, a quake, a shiver, a fevered scream,
drowning in...
#women
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Mary Jane
I like to date rape.
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
I don't need rope or tape.
Just a good friend,
That recommends a vape,
Instead of rolls.
Not sushi, but baked.
I like her eyes half open.
I feel masculine and safe.
She stumbles like her legs are broken.
Is this date rape?
She invited me over.
So it's definitely not fake.
Her legs are wide open.
She flows like a lake.
Mary Jane is who I'm groping.
She always wins the race.
The field is always open,
So let me out of the gate.
I like to date rape.
I don't...
#addiction
#dirty
#MentalHealth #women
#MentalHealth #women
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Lonely Goddess
Lonely Goddess
Love is a gold medallion
so ancient it is a priceless
relic of a lost age
when magic reigned
like a forest queen
under a sunlit canopy
whose curtain of light
is her green gown
and her plaited tresses
shimmered dreamily
in the morning light
of a thousand centuries
as veils of raindrops
cloaked her secret eyes
in golden tears of moonlight
as night stars illumined her heart
like twinkling chakras
penetrating her 5 million pores
with soft embers
from distant galaxies
whose...
Love is a gold medallion
so ancient it is a priceless
relic of a lost age
when magic reigned
like a forest queen
under a sunlit canopy
whose curtain of light
is her green gown
and her plaited tresses
shimmered dreamily
in the morning light
of a thousand centuries
as veils of raindrops
cloaked her secret eyes
in golden tears of moonlight
as night stars illumined her heart
like twinkling chakras
penetrating her 5 million pores
with soft embers
from distant galaxies
whose...
#beauty
#nature
#sensual
#spiritual
#women
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GLOWING SUMMITS
Beneath the sun’s eager caress,
she stands, a sculpted silhouette
wrapped in vibrant green flame
whispers a lush bountiful promise
her curves speaks poetic eroticism
confidence, boldness, and delight.
Neon tights clings to her physique
as a lover’s devoted hands should
tracing her gentle slope and valley
where desire and admiration meet.
Her posture, playful and raunchy
conjures wet dreams of bdsm foreplay
Her eyes, sparkle with sexy mischief,
hints of seductive stories untold
with a commanding stance of aura ...
she stands, a sculpted silhouette
wrapped in vibrant green flame
whispers a lush bountiful promise
her curves speaks poetic eroticism
confidence, boldness, and delight.
Neon tights clings to her physique
as a lover’s devoted hands should
tracing her gentle slope and valley
where desire and admiration meet.
Her posture, playful and raunchy
conjures wet dreams of bdsm foreplay
Her eyes, sparkle with sexy mischief,
hints of seductive stories untold
with a commanding stance of aura ...
#women
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HOME ALONE approximately

#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
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