Long Poems About Women
#women
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 7:08am
17th Jan 2025 7:08am
A Suzy Fantasy...what if?
#crush
#sex
#women
122 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 10:57am
15th Jan 2025 10:57am
Sexual Freedom!
#confessional
#motivational
#sex
#uplifting
#women
169 reads
8 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:41pm
6th Jan 2025 10:41pm
Shivers
#ghosts
#sex
#women
216 reads
6 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 6:55pm
6th Jan 2025 6:55pm
So, you want more?
#orgasm
#sex
#women
261 reads
11 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 7:05am
6th Jan 2025 7:05am
The New Tenant
#sex
#women
96 reads
8 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 8:48pm
3rd Jan 2025 8:48pm
So Wrong
Excerpts from an article on Medical Mysogony
In the fourth century BC, Aristotle described the female body as the inverse of the male body, with its genitalia “turn’d outside in” – a mutilated male.
Plato, in the fourth century BC, described the womb as a voracious “animal which longs to generate children” that became “vexed and aggrieved” if its sexual impulses to conceive went unheeded.
Elizabeth Comen, in her book All in Her Head, tells the story of 19th-century Boston physician Horatio Storer, who treated a woman who was married to an older man and had a...
In the fourth century BC, Aristotle described the female body as the inverse of the male body, with its genitalia “turn’d outside in” – a mutilated male.
Plato, in the fourth century BC, described the womb as a voracious “animal which longs to generate children” that became “vexed and aggrieved” if its sexual impulses to conceive went unheeded.
Elizabeth Comen, in her book All in Her Head, tells the story of 19th-century Boston physician Horatio Storer, who treated a woman who was married to an older man and had a...
#women
49 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 9:58pm
1st Jan 2025 9:58pm
Softly Loved, Spiritually Venerated (Imani-Faith)
Imani (Faith) –On January 1st, the third and final green candle is lit. It symbolizes the principle of faith, encouraging individuals to believe in themselves, their community, and the possibility of a better future.
Happy New Year To my Hebrew King and All my Royal Knights, we have crossed over unto another year. A new beginning, for you to forgive, uplift, inspire, continue your education, journey, or start a new project.
This is the last day of my culture Kwanzaa celebration, we have been dipped, whipped, and have risen, succeeded, and (I) survive within the...
Happy New Year To my Hebrew King and All my Royal Knights, we have crossed over unto another year. A new beginning, for you to forgive, uplift, inspire, continue your education, journey, or start a new project.
This is the last day of my culture Kwanzaa celebration, we have been dipped, whipped, and have risen, succeeded, and (I) survive within the...
#cancer
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
#women
#horses
218 reads
1 Comment
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 5:15am
1st Jan 2025 5:15am
To be a dude for 3 days...
#dating
#men
#sex #women
#sex #women
127 reads
9 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 7:34pm
19th Dec 2024 7:34pm
Petals For The Hatter’s Bands
Petals For The Hatter’s Bands
“I’ve outgrown all my sweet sixteen dresses. Being eighteen feels so strange. It is even more peculiar than falling down the rabbit hole when I was but a wee lass.”
“Don’t feel glum my dear. It will feel like a dress tailored just for you in the bat of your eyelashes.”
“Will I still get to visit you here in this wonderland I have come to call home?”
“You will see us when you dream.”
“I hope so. I’d be lost without your tea parties.”
The Hatter says, “Let me go pick the berries that...
“I’ve outgrown all my sweet sixteen dresses. Being eighteen feels so strange. It is even more peculiar than falling down the rabbit hole when I was but a wee lass.”
“Don’t feel glum my dear. It will feel like a dress tailored just for you in the bat of your eyelashes.”
“Will I still get to visit you here in this wonderland I have come to call home?”
“You will see us when you dream.”
“I hope so. I’d be lost without your tea parties.”
The Hatter says, “Let me go pick the berries that...
#dreams
#magic
#surreal
#tea
#women
77 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 9:48am
24th Nov 2024 9:48am
Getting Paid
We’re getting paid
We both wake up before the rooster calls
Do our routine don’t want to be late for school
Bell rings class is ending
Head for the locker room where I’m the One
You are in the state championship I’m trying too
All the sudden I’m in the papers and screens
We are colliding with greatness on different pay scales
I am better than you I bring more fans to watch me
You are excellent but not as good as me
And you will disagree
You are a tree that gives me shade but I...
We both wake up before the rooster calls
Do our routine don’t want to be late for school
Bell rings class is ending
Head for the locker room where I’m the One
You are in the state championship I’m trying too
All the sudden I’m in the papers and screens
We are colliding with greatness on different pay scales
I am better than you I bring more fans to watch me
You are excellent but not as good as me
And you will disagree
You are a tree that gives me shade but I...
#men
#motivational
#sacrifice
#sports
#women
47 reads
0 Comments
Beholder
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 11:44pm
22nd Nov 2024 11:44pm
Ass & Ass
Kids in the front room laughing, giggling and jumping
While hard dick in their mama I was steadily pumping
She was trying with every fiber of her being not to make a sound
But she failed miserably, because she was vacationing in poundtown
I’m trying to get the pussy proper, but they keep fucking with shit
Yelling over their mama moans to motherfuckin quit
The crash in the living room fucked up my stroke
For her babies she knew there will be no hope
Pulled out the pussy and put on my draws
The little motherfuckas got quite when they heard me...
While hard dick in their mama I was steadily pumping
She was trying with every fiber of her being not to make a sound
But she failed miserably, because she was vacationing in poundtown
I’m trying to get the pussy proper, but they keep fucking with shit
Yelling over their mama moans to motherfuckin quit
The crash in the living room fucked up my stroke
For her babies she knew there will be no hope
Pulled out the pussy and put on my draws
The little motherfuckas got quite when they heard me...
#children
#women
83 reads
4 Comments
Trome
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 6:02am
19th Nov 2024 6:02am
FRIEND ZONE
#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
162 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Women
