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.
Frustrated_prole
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:11pm
Yesterday 7:11pm
Woman
Sister and mother
Aunt and Daughter
Matriarch
Equal.
What do you see,
When you look at a woman?
Bitch and slut
Whore and harlot
Names men paint with
To raise themselves
Into vengeful gods
Behind doors locked from within
What do you see,
When you look at a woman?
Mother, sister, daughter, Aunt, friend?
Equal.
Wife beater, rapist, murderer
Animal?
When a man believes himself above
The Woman below
He is capable of anything
When you look at a woman
What do you...
Aunt and Daughter
Matriarch
Equal.
What do you see,
When you look at a woman?
Bitch and slut
Whore and harlot
Names men paint with
To raise themselves
Into vengeful gods
Behind doors locked from within
What do you see,
When you look at a woman?
Mother, sister, daughter, Aunt, friend?
Equal.
Wife beater, rapist, murderer
Animal?
When a man believes himself above
The Woman below
He is capable of anything
When you look at a woman
What do you...
#women
#inequality
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0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
27th Mar 2020 10:18pm
27th Mar 2020 10:18pm
Photographs, Memories and Smiles
I heard back in the day you didn’t want to school
You wanted to work and make money
You had your own plans for a future
But most of all you wanted to have a family
You took risks and yet played it conservatively
Not sure how one does that, perhaps it was your upbringing
The generations of strong women in your blood
Who never depended on a man to provide for them
It was one of those lessons you’d pass down to your daughters
And to your boy
You used to dance, your siblings and cousins would say
You’d drink and laugh, it’s in...
You wanted to work and make money
You had your own plans for a future
But most of all you wanted to have a family
You took risks and yet played it conservatively
Not sure how one does that, perhaps it was your upbringing
The generations of strong women in your blood
Who never depended on a man to provide for them
It was one of those lessons you’d pass down to your daughters
And to your boy
You used to dance, your siblings and cousins would say
You’d drink and laugh, it’s in...
#women
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#memories
#CarolAnnDuffy
33 reads
3 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
27th Mar 2020 2:51am
27th Mar 2020 2:51am
Queen Kong (Queen Of Hearts)
She slept in a deck of cards
whilst all the world buzzed
and people seeked her and dreamed
of stroking her; a magician.
Yet she was plain and bare as
a naked heart, and surrounded by suitors;
spades, aces, jokers, clubs, diamonds,
rough and ready to play her,
stacking themselves up to her
demeure flatness.
The world already knew her tale,
knew how to roll a coin, some dice
to conjure her, a spin of a wheel;
but no gamble was made on the queen,
she was a sure shot, no shamble.
...
whilst all the world buzzed
and people seeked her and dreamed
of stroking her; a magician.
Yet she was plain and bare as
a naked heart, and surrounded by suitors;
spades, aces, jokers, clubs, diamonds,
rough and ready to play her,
stacking themselves up to her
demeure flatness.
The world already knew her tale,
knew how to roll a coin, some dice
to conjure her, a spin of a wheel;
but no gamble was made on the queen,
she was a sure shot, no shamble.
...
#women
#feminism
#CarolAnnDuffy
34 reads
5 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
24th Mar 2020 10:26pm
24th Mar 2020 10:26pm
AS WE EVOLVE AS ONE
Through the images as they transcend beyond time and space, let us become seduce by our mere presence as it metamorphosis as it awakens the inner craving, to touch and hold one another within our loving arms so close and so deeply uniftying our love as one. For as the ambiance mixes with the aroma of our vibes, and we systematically become entwine realigning our enternal flames to burn even brighter, making it inescapeable to even image ever living without one another in each others world or life. But yet as we evolve through each encounter we are surely to face, that comes into our lives it...
#strength
#courage
#women
#men
#LifeCycle
103 reads
10 Comments
Sky_dancer
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2020 9:46am
23rd Mar 2020 9:46am
Decriminalisation
I am a lady of the night
My poverty is my disguise
My mind is sharper than a blade
My heart is weighted but unbound
Though law of man chains vulva's crown
I own my cunt, it's mine - I vow
I'll give it, sell it, trade it off
I'll be the master of myself
Your moral scorn will never burn
I walk in fire and walk alone
I'll bare my breasts to whom I choose
I'll offer them to who I want
This form is mine and mine to share
With Fool or Hierophant
I am the sacred geisha, I'm the crone, the whore, the hag, ...
My poverty is my disguise
My mind is sharper than a blade
My heart is weighted but unbound
Though law of man chains vulva's crown
I own my cunt, it's mine - I vow
I'll give it, sell it, trade it off
I'll be the master of myself
Your moral scorn will never burn
I walk in fire and walk alone
I'll bare my breasts to whom I choose
I'll offer them to who I want
This form is mine and mine to share
With Fool or Hierophant
I am the sacred geisha, I'm the crone, the whore, the hag, ...
#women
#feminism
51 reads
5 Comments
eastedgar
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2020 1:02am
22nd Mar 2020 1:02am
champion of women
dear Ronna McDaniel,
you once said that Donald Trump is a champion of women
he “recognizes that we add to the conversation”
sure,
he’s a champion of women.
but thats not what he would say, is it?
no, trump is a champion of “fat pigs”
those “disgusting animals”
the ones who eat slop and frolic in their own filth
they treat you unfairly because they’re “menstruating”
they are merely bloody tampons that were taxed as a luxury good
they cheat like a dog
but, you know, “it really doesn’t matter what they do as long as they’ve...
you once said that Donald Trump is a champion of women
he “recognizes that we add to the conversation”
sure,
he’s a champion of women.
but thats not what he would say, is it?
no, trump is a champion of “fat pigs”
those “disgusting animals”
the ones who eat slop and frolic in their own filth
they treat you unfairly because they’re “menstruating”
they are merely bloody tampons that were taxed as a luxury good
they cheat like a dog
but, you know, “it really doesn’t matter what they do as long as they’ve...
#strength
#women
#politics #feminism
#politics #feminism
36 reads
1 Comment
Kittymorgan
Poem Published
18th Mar 2020 00:48am
18th Mar 2020 00:48am
Unapologetic
Racing, racing through the night,
Looking for refugee
Anywhere to take cover.
Let me in.
Cover my eyes and breathe me in,
Hold me tight,
Tell me everything
Will be Alright.
Running, running through the day.
Looking for freedom.
Anywhere to feel absorbed,
I wanna soak.
Let me wonder.
Help me fly,
Spread my wings
Please don’t cry.
Walking because I’m lost.
Nothing to run from,
Nothing to race to.
I’m alone and that is something I fear.
Looking for refugee
Anywhere to take cover.
Let me in.
Cover my eyes and breathe me in,
Hold me tight,
Tell me everything
Will be Alright.
Running, running through the day.
Looking for freedom.
Anywhere to feel absorbed,
I wanna soak.
Let me wonder.
Help me fly,
Spread my wings
Please don’t cry.
Walking because I’m lost.
Nothing to run from,
Nothing to race to.
I’m alone and that is something I fear.
#women
#men
#shadows
#temptation
#passion
39 reads
2 Comments
akocz
Amanda Kocz
Amanda Kocz
Poem Published
17th Mar 2020 7:42pm
17th Mar 2020 7:42pm
Glorious
Women
We are gentle
We are kind
We are love
We were made in
His image from up above
We struggle
We work
We fight
We speak and stand up
For what's right
We are beautiful
We are fierce
We are flawed
We deserve some praise
So kindly applaud
We are fighters
We are warriors
We are providers
We've been through hell and back
We are survivors
Like an eagle we are meant to soar
We are women hear us roar
We are gentle
We are kind
We are love
We were made in
His image from up above
We struggle
We work
We fight
We speak and stand up
For what's right
We are beautiful
We are fierce
We are flawed
We deserve some praise
So kindly applaud
We are fighters
We are warriors
We are providers
We've been through hell and back
We are survivors
Like an eagle we are meant to soar
We are women hear us roar
#women
#inspirational
26 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 00:47am
15th Mar 2020 00:47am
She Her I
I heard a woman speak
about the birth of dead,
miscarriage of justice.
I heard a woman wear
her bruises as armour,
violence in her home.
I heard a woman cry
in a public cubicle, with a toddler at her feet
screaming louder than she could.
I heard this symphony,
broken women made of thorns,
Queens of our society,
muddling through these slow burning wars
and the cacophony of truth was deafening,
deafeningly quiet.
about the birth of dead,
miscarriage of justice.
I heard a woman wear
her bruises as armour,
violence in her home.
I heard a woman cry
in a public cubicle, with a toddler at her feet
screaming louder than she could.
I heard this symphony,
broken women made of thorns,
Queens of our society,
muddling through these slow burning wars
and the cacophony of truth was deafening,
deafeningly quiet.
#women
#identity
42 reads
2 Comments
EdibleWords
Poem Published
14th Mar 2020 6:58pm
14th Mar 2020 6:58pm
My Problem? None.
I'm just
just one
of the
Gagas...
...ladies.
just one
of the
Gagas...
...ladies.
#women
38 reads
2 Comments
rosemary08
Poem Published
14th Mar 2020 00:31am
14th Mar 2020 00:31am
SWEETHEART
Pale bubblegum blowed between glossy lips, hot pink nails that grip on lacy baby-doll dresses. Long pale legs that wrap around me like august's winds, sticky and humid . Wispy golden strands frame diamond pupils. A cherry coated lip stain on my mouth, and slender hands grip my hair. Witchy giggles leaves her lips and she bares her dripping marble teeth.
What people forgot about her kind is that they're feral. Unforgiving and cruel. You're in their way, so it's only natural to get struck by them. She latches her canines into my neck while pressing peony kisses on my chest. Passion...
What people forgot about her kind is that they're feral. Unforgiving and cruel. You're in their way, so it's only natural to get struck by them. She latches her canines into my neck while pressing peony kisses on my chest. Passion...
#women
#lies
#school #lover
#school #lover
23 reads
2 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
13th Mar 2020 1:07pm
13th Mar 2020 1:07pm
Pussy Born
#women
#sex
245 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems about Women
