Poems About Women Seeking Friendly Advice
#women
Duende
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:00pm
Yesterday 3:00pm
Broken Girl
at first it looks like
i'm a confident and
independent lady
while deep inside
there is this lonely
little girl who has
never felt loved
at times all that
she wants is for
someone to take
her hand, guide
her and lead her
through the battle
fields called life
show her the way
protect her tell her
she'll be okay, that
she's safe, that she
is and will always be
perfect exactly as she is
i'm a confident and
independent lady
while deep inside
there is this lonely
little girl who has
never felt loved
at times all that
she wants is for
someone to take
her hand, guide
her and lead her
through the battle
fields called life
show her the way
protect her tell her
she'll be okay, that
she's safe, that she
is and will always be
perfect exactly as she is
#inspirational
#women
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18 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 1:39pm
15th Apr 2024 1:39pm
bait & switch team
15 of 30
she tells them she's not looking to get involved
that they should just keep it moving
they insist they aren't either
...they just want to be friends
& isn't it just conceit on her part...to presume
but she's so often been driven down this well-traveled road
...knows where it probably leads
...& how it will likely end
her constant response to this accusation
to a sense of over-inflated ego
...is always the same
it might be...I am too full of myself...
...if it hadn't so frequently proven...
she tells them she's not looking to get involved
that they should just keep it moving
they insist they aren't either
...they just want to be friends
& isn't it just conceit on her part...to presume
but she's so often been driven down this well-traveled road
...knows where it probably leads
...& how it will likely end
her constant response to this accusation
to a sense of over-inflated ego
...is always the same
it might be...I am too full of myself...
...if it hadn't so frequently proven...
#women
#men
#manipulation
#deception
#NaPoWriMo2024
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4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 5:09pm
11th Apr 2024 5:09pm
Softy Co-Piloting Your Mind First Class (Air Style)
To be in the know moment one takes time to see things as others cannot grasp the concept or lose focus of presented perceptions
We go through life to make better choices for ourselves
For the parents who have children, safeguard their future the best way possible
Read to them is always my advice
Do not allow highway information from the internet to be the window of their innocent souls
What happens when you live in a world that not only supports you...
We go through life to make better choices for ourselves
For the parents who have children, safeguard their future the best way possible
Read to them is always my advice
Do not allow highway information from the internet to be the window of their innocent souls
What happens when you live in a world that not only supports you...
#women
#motivational
#inspirational
#spiritual
#feminism
176 reads
6 Comments
Northern_Soul
-Missy-
-Missy-
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 5:34am
11th Apr 2024 5:34am
Hymn to the Mother
This one is for women.
Childless women.
The ones who have been
asked with that curious eye
“So why don’t you have kids?”
as you turn to say “actually
it’s got fuck all to do with you,
Sandra”
and it hasn’t.
Not a thing.
Because I think of my womb
as priceless—
so priceless, my child
could not afford to stay
and so
I cut out the shape of my Evey
as though she is a paper-doll
and motherhood is the scissors
I curl
her hair as if it is bright ...
Childless women.
The ones who have been
asked with that curious eye
“So why don’t you have kids?”
as you turn to say “actually
it’s got fuck all to do with you,
Sandra”
and it hasn’t.
Not a thing.
Because I think of my womb
as priceless—
so priceless, my child
could not afford to stay
and so
I cut out the shape of my Evey
as though she is a paper-doll
and motherhood is the scissors
I curl
her hair as if it is bright ...
#birth
#women
#motherhood #pagan
#motherhood #pagan
62 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 4:26am
11th Apr 2024 4:26am
Countess Zero
Countess Zero
Countess Zero aims for the heart
With California lipstick cocktail
Mixed in Bloody Mary fire
To burn the calypso drums
Wild with the gloss of a grin
Hot with Malibu summer seasoning
Whose Tabasco lips are lit with the sizzle
Of a thousand peppers strung in strands
That cascade into the cosmic nova
Of a million stars born into seduction
That glitter like blue abalone shells
From the sea in her crystal ball eyes
Countess Zero aims for the heart
With California lipstick cocktail
Mixed in Bloody Mary fire
To burn the calypso drums
Wild with the gloss of a grin
Hot with Malibu summer seasoning
Whose Tabasco lips are lit with the sizzle
Of a thousand peppers strung in strands
That cascade into the cosmic nova
Of a million stars born into seduction
That glitter like blue abalone shells
From the sea in her crystal ball eyes
#women
#beauty
#sensual #seductive
#sensual #seductive
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2 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 9:06pm
10th Apr 2024 9:06pm
Moonlapse
What symptoms are you noticing?” he asks.
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
#women
#frustration
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
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4 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 4:25am
8th Apr 2024 4:25am
The true beauty of Woman
Maybe men mistake the power of femininity,
For they harbor judgments that fail to see,
Some hate older women, blind to their wisdom,
Viewing them as young, in their own delusion.
Skin colors, some despise, preferring between,
Missing the beauty in each vibrant sheen.
They label him skinny or fat, blind to his essence,
Reducing worth to mere physical presence.
Prostitutes they call liberated women,
Unaware of the freedom they have striven.
Complex, they label independent souls,
Ignoring the strength that within them unfolds. ...
For they harbor judgments that fail to see,
Some hate older women, blind to their wisdom,
Viewing them as young, in their own delusion.
Skin colors, some despise, preferring between,
Missing the beauty in each vibrant sheen.
They label him skinny or fat, blind to his essence,
Reducing worth to mere physical presence.
Prostitutes they call liberated women,
Unaware of the freedom they have striven.
Complex, they label independent souls,
Ignoring the strength that within them unfolds. ...
#women
#romantic
#beauty
#admiration
#respect
101 reads
2 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 8:57am
5th Apr 2024 8:57am
The five holy fires\one virginal
Vesta veiled
venusial vault
mine to keep
a meadow lies open
harvesting awareness
a demure harpsicord
casts my shade
I have long existed
in frocked late frost
masked mildew
melancholia
sings synched
from
my ten fold tiered tiara
copyrights © owned by Ri
venusial vault
mine to keep
a meadow lies open
harvesting awareness
a demure harpsicord
casts my shade
I have long existed
in frocked late frost
masked mildew
melancholia
sings synched
from
my ten fold tiered tiara
copyrights © owned by Ri
#women
#feminism
#symbolism
53 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 9:37pm
31st Mar 2024 9:37pm
Promised Land
Promised Land
Like the sun rising over the Promised Land
She flies her auburn kite
On wings of a Celtic angel
With embered tresses unfurled
Over the blue sky of her deepening eyes
That gaze from her cherry tree of life
Whose maraschino lips are the halo of dawn
That breaks through my blue boy clouds
With the kiss of infinity
Upon my million secret stars
Like the sun rising over the Promised Land
She flies her auburn kite
On wings of a Celtic angel
With embered tresses unfurled
Over the blue sky of her deepening eyes
That gaze from her cherry tree of life
Whose maraschino lips are the halo of dawn
That breaks through my blue boy clouds
With the kiss of infinity
Upon my million secret stars
#women
#beauty
#sensual #seductive
#sensual #seductive
82 reads
6 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 8:03am
27th Mar 2024 8:03am
A thousand names and more
If
this were to be final
when dusk turns dust
I would watch the last paragraph
of the last poem
from each outline
of a cloud bathing in a light
I would catch tears
through moons eyelashes
knowing bridal rites of the sun
watch each chaliced spiral rise
from mesopotamian sea
where driftwood finds me
I would meet you once again
where all threads are woven
to invite what becomes us
you the initiate would exhale
what is feared for, what is...
this were to be final
when dusk turns dust
I would watch the last paragraph
of the last poem
from each outline
of a cloud bathing in a light
I would catch tears
through moons eyelashes
knowing bridal rites of the sun
watch each chaliced spiral rise
from mesopotamian sea
where driftwood finds me
I would meet you once again
where all threads are woven
to invite what becomes us
you the initiate would exhale
what is feared for, what is...
#women
#universe
#feminism
73 reads
4 Comments
Djlove1856
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 8:53pm
26th Mar 2024 8:53pm
Heavy thought
I lay here in Heavy though of you
The first woman to ever still my heart
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The first woman to touch my soul
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The first woman to put a smile on my face
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The first woman I have ever sexed
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The woman who I crave for
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The woman who I can’t let go
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The woman who is carrying
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The...
The first woman to ever still my heart
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The first woman to touch my soul
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The first woman to put a smile on my face
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The first woman I have ever sexed
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The woman who I crave for
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The woman who I can’t let go
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The woman who is carrying
I lay here in heavy thought of you
The...
#love
#women
#FirstLove
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1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Mar 2024 10:40am
25th Mar 2024 10:40am
Camp Counselor Crush
Camp Counselor Crush
Summer in New Orleans was artichokes dipped in sour cream, plantains ripening in the backyard, and ready to be fried by Mom in a skillet to sweeten my boyish tongue with tropical flavors that summoned the Tarzan in my heart. When Mom baked baklava in the oven the scent was as sweet as the smile of the ladies who strolled the streets of the neighborhood on their evening walks wearing scarves like the Turkish maidens in the pictures from the village of Yalova on the shores of the Sea of Marmara that I only saw in slides from my Dad’s projector.
...
Summer in New Orleans was artichokes dipped in sour cream, plantains ripening in the backyard, and ready to be fried by Mom in a skillet to sweeten my boyish tongue with tropical flavors that summoned the Tarzan in my heart. When Mom baked baklava in the oven the scent was as sweet as the smile of the ladies who strolled the streets of the neighborhood on their evening walks wearing scarves like the Turkish maidens in the pictures from the village of Yalova on the shores of the Sea of Marmara that I only saw in slides from my Dad’s projector.
...
#mother
#women
#childhood
#crush
#son
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2 Comments
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