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.
Trome
Poem Published
25th Oct 2024 5:14am
25th Oct 2024 5:14am
SHOOT THE BREEZE
#honesty
#TruthOfLife
#women
209 reads
8 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 3:10pm
23rd Oct 2024 3:10pm
The Girls in the Van
I see the van sometimes, idling by
the nightclubs and the bars,
the drive-thru restaurants.
They wear the uniforms of girls
of their respective periods: leg warmers,
tees, scrunchies, hairspray (gallons
and gallons of that), and each
is wrought with some old wound:
a slash across the throat
is most common, on occasion
a stab to the chest. Nothing can staunch
the laughing, though; the endless
flow of youthful joy.
The youngest is sixteen, the oldest twenty-three.
And now across the parking court tarmac, ...
the nightclubs and the bars,
the drive-thru restaurants.
They wear the uniforms of girls
of their respective periods: leg warmers,
tees, scrunchies, hairspray (gallons
and gallons of that), and each
is wrought with some old wound:
a slash across the throat
is most common, on occasion
a stab to the chest. Nothing can staunch
the laughing, though; the endless
flow of youthful joy.
The youngest is sixteen, the oldest twenty-three.
And now across the parking court tarmac, ...
#ghosts
#murder
#violence #women
#violence #women
128 reads
3 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2024 2:51pm
23rd Oct 2024 2:51pm
Leatherette Angel, Seated
Leatherette Angel, Seated
Eyes small as raindrops
In the April mists of dawn
When faux leather boots
Cover the calves
Of her glacial blues
Her gaze focused like a sunbeam
In a magnifier glass
That burns the paper of my soul
Into a smoking fire
With her derriere the sun,
Seen peeking through clouds
Of denim shorts,
That ignites my passion
With the Siren song of youth
To seduce my soul
As Samhain approaches
In the orchard of dreams
Whose apples are ripe
With the blush of maidenhood
Eyes small as raindrops
In the April mists of dawn
When faux leather boots
Cover the calves
Of her glacial blues
Her gaze focused like a sunbeam
In a magnifier glass
That burns the paper of my soul
Into a smoking fire
With her derriere the sun,
Seen peeking through clouds
Of denim shorts,
That ignites my passion
With the Siren song of youth
To seduce my soul
As Samhain approaches
In the orchard of dreams
Whose apples are ripe
With the blush of maidenhood
#beauty
#coffee
#seductive
#sensual
#women
102 reads
2 Comments
sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 6:04pm
20th Oct 2024 6:04pm
Never Never Land
You have me dreaming of a Never Never Land.
Where I never want to live another day without you again.
You can be my Wendy and I can be your Pan.
We can fly above this world young at heart forever, if you'd just take my hand.
There's no Crocodile ticking.
And no Captain Hook to spoil our plans.
I stand and agree with Liam, when he declared I was your boyfriend.
I strongly oppose you saying, that we shouldn't take advice from a four year old kid.
But I did agree you could lead the way.
And for that I'll follow you until the very end.
Where I never want to live another day without you again.
You can be my Wendy and I can be your Pan.
We can fly above this world young at heart forever, if you'd just take my hand.
There's no Crocodile ticking.
And no Captain Hook to spoil our plans.
I stand and agree with Liam, when he declared I was your boyfriend.
I strongly oppose you saying, that we shouldn't take advice from a four year old kid.
But I did agree you could lead the way.
And for that I'll follow you until the very end.
#FallingInLove
#girlfriend
#love
#relationships
#women
244 reads
0 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
20th Oct 2024 4:46pm
20th Oct 2024 4:46pm
The Wicked Man of Pussy XII (Nothing Baby)
#bittersweet
#sex
#women
111 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 8:00pm
16th Oct 2024 8:00pm
Hollywood...any year or decade...you choose
Straight or Curly haired girls
With bleached brains
Walk up the Blvd
Strike poses at the corners
Trying to look like every man's fantasy
Bowlegged and underfed
They look distant & hard
The street comes up to meet their rusted stare
And backs off
Hollywood...Their hearts and souls were left back at home
With bleached brains
Walk up the Blvd
Strike poses at the corners
Trying to look like every man's fantasy
Bowlegged and underfed
They look distant & hard
The street comes up to meet their rusted stare
And backs off
Hollywood...Their hearts and souls were left back at home
#emptiness
#identity
#PopCulture #women
#PopCulture #women
92 reads
4 Comments
King_Seraphiel
Joshua Jamal
Joshua Jamal
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 1:10am
16th Oct 2024 1:10am
The Black Widow and the Scorpion
The Black Widow and The Scorpion
I'm a survivalist/
And one of the poisonous beings you'll ever meet/ but I call it being a realist/ I insist/ on protecting mines and my household/ no amount of trust in others I'm able to borrow/I'm a loner/ people in my life are just doners to a cause/ my needs need to be met/ I'm the boss of my own castle/ if you're in my kindgom you'll need to be at my call with no hassel/ and if you get on the saddle and go to a place/ if I call you, you better return with haste/ my words are law there is no debate/ and if you dare cross me, you'll be...
I'm a survivalist/
And one of the poisonous beings you'll ever meet/ but I call it being a realist/ I insist/ on protecting mines and my household/ no amount of trust in others I'm able to borrow/I'm a loner/ people in my life are just doners to a cause/ my needs need to be met/ I'm the boss of my own castle/ if you're in my kindgom you'll need to be at my call with no hassel/ and if you get on the saddle and go to a place/ if I call you, you better return with haste/ my words are law there is no debate/ and if you dare cross me, you'll be...
#masculinity
#women
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 9:16pm
7th Oct 2024 9:16pm
Awaiting Death Row
As he awaits death row
There's something I think you ought to know
He has no remorse for the woman he killed
All died by his hands, this was the ultimate thrill
He has a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's he kept near his bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while others would philander
Here's his list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994,
cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, ...
There's something I think you ought to know
He has no remorse for the woman he killed
All died by his hands, this was the ultimate thrill
He has a list here of each girl, their age and how they died
Some had memento's he kept near his bedside
They all deserved to die, for the filth they were
Some were on drugs, while others would philander
Here's his list in year order:
Melissa age 18, dead in 1994,
cut her throat as she bled to death on the floor
Mary age 18, dead in 1995, ...
#confessional
#murder
#prison
#rhyming
#women
129 reads
6 Comments
jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 8:53am
4th Oct 2024 8:53am
What Lonely, Hopeless Alphas Don't Understand
Imagine this: you're living alone, you begin to think of companionship and simply not being alone. Your goal is to be honest about who you are and to be accepted for the shortcomings you are working towards fixing. So, alone you stay, making a space you can love so you may have one to learn how to love yourself, and you learn. Little by little, you learn how to make yourself feel secure and safe. You do so by being financially responsible enough to live a life that gives you freedom to do what you want. Your bills aren't just manageable, they're almost nonexistent with no credit card balances...
#hypocrisy
#men
#prose
#women
#dating
123 reads
3 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 1:43am
29th Sep 2024 1:43am
Poor billions
Two Ships not passing in the night
Darkness rises sun stands tall
Off the coast of anywhere you are
Waves lap at the sand seashells glisten
We set off on our journey of life
Crowded and cramped
Not 1st Class
Here is where the story turns into 2 episodes
Clothes on my back baby in arms
Looking for a brighter future for us and them
A world away rich men play with their toys
Titan not Titanium headed for an iceberg
1:45 in there is a Warning
Bubbles rise up
Billions go down...
Darkness rises sun stands tall
Off the coast of anywhere you are
Waves lap at the sand seashells glisten
We set off on our journey of life
Crowded and cramped
Not 1st Class
Here is where the story turns into 2 episodes
Clothes on my back baby in arms
Looking for a brighter future for us and them
A world away rich men play with their toys
Titan not Titanium headed for an iceberg
1:45 in there is a Warning
Bubbles rise up
Billions go down...
#children
#sea
#tragedy #women
#tragedy #women
87 reads
0 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
24th Sep 2024 11:19pm
24th Sep 2024 11:19pm
what's it to you...
it's all in the translation...isn't it
how we take a word...
...a concept...
& make it fit our personal credo
...or agenda...depending
I don't know what it is to you
but to me...sisterhood is a sacred thing
a sharing of strength
honoring our commonalities
cherishing our differences
uplifting when the world pulls us down
& it does...frequently
we need to look out for one another
straighten each other's crown
it's a bond beyond trivialities
name...age...race...class...upbringing
I stand...
how we take a word...
...a concept...
& make it fit our personal credo
...or agenda...depending
I don't know what it is to you
but to me...sisterhood is a sacred thing
a sharing of strength
honoring our commonalities
cherishing our differences
uplifting when the world pulls us down
& it does...frequently
we need to look out for one another
straighten each other's crown
it's a bond beyond trivialities
name...age...race...class...upbringing
I stand...
#respect
#strength
#women
249 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2024 8:00pm
22nd Aug 2024 8:00pm
Graveyard Slut
She creeps around the crypt
eyes any man that enters
lures them in, begins to strip
angelic beauty
demonic cutie
succumb to her craving
salacious, not behaving
mausoleum is unlocked
clothes removed, but their socks
loves the power she pulls from beyond
like a magician, waving her wand
men are fooled, time and time again
I don't need possession, as I enter her den
Scorching beauty, I want to fuck
She turns away, no such luck
She wants men who can plant a seed
How did she...
eyes any man that enters
lures them in, begins to strip
angelic beauty
demonic cutie
succumb to her craving
salacious, not behaving
mausoleum is unlocked
clothes removed, but their socks
loves the power she pulls from beyond
like a magician, waving her wand
men are fooled, time and time again
I don't need possession, as I enter her den
Scorching beauty, I want to fuck
She turns away, no such luck
She wants men who can plant a seed
How did she...
#dark
#graveyard
#rhyming
#seductive
#women
232 reads
10 Comments
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