Poems About Women by Top Critiquers
#women
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 2:48am
5th Apr 2025 2:48am
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
115 reads
11 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 11:07pm
12th Apr 2025 11:07pm
Singing in the Rain of Tears
Miranda
Fruits crown her laughter,
Rhythms bloom in vibrant hues
Carmen sways through life.
Sumak
Voice of mountains soar,
Ancient echoes fill the air
Yma's song transcends.
Maria
Voice like a tempest,
Passion pierces through the soul
Callas reigns supreme.
Rodrigues
Fado’s voice takes flight,
Soulful tides of sorrow swell
Amália endures.
Berberian
Avant-garde takes flight,
Cathy's voice bends worlds to art
Boundless, bold,...
Fruits crown her laughter,
Rhythms bloom in vibrant hues
Carmen sways through life.
Sumak
Voice of mountains soar,
Ancient echoes fill the air
Yma's song transcends.
Maria
Voice like a tempest,
Passion pierces through the soul
Callas reigns supreme.
Rodrigues
Fado’s voice takes flight,
Soulful tides of sorrow swell
Amália endures.
Berberian
Avant-garde takes flight,
Cathy's voice bends worlds to art
Boundless, bold,...
#art
#happiness
#music
#spiritual
#women
67 reads
8 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
9th Mar 2025 4:27pm
9th Mar 2025 4:27pm
A Toast To Time And Self Empowering (Part II of Part II)
Just a reminder ladies, and worth repeating always in awareness, I am advocate for Breast Cancer, and Children Cancer on behalf of the Susan Komen Brest Cancer Foundation and St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, my two passions, my lifelong charities and raising funds for sponsorship funding, and my goal to participate with my feet on behalf of Susan Komen Race For The Cure.
In addition, in since, my running crew and I will be running our first 15K, that is always my first run, (The Mini-Heart Marathon) I run that on behalf of anyone who suffers from heart disease, be...
In addition, in since, my running crew and I will be running our first 15K, that is always my first run, (The Mini-Heart Marathon) I run that on behalf of anyone who suffers from heart disease, be...
#CallToAction
#cancer
#meditation #women
#meditation #women
195 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
11th Jun 2023 1:37am
11th Jun 2023 1:37am
Women
I
Women are allowed to break oaths
professions sewn from hope
burn bridges to the ground
to make room for what counts
II
The problem with violence
is that it captures attention—
making it effective
When our bodies vibrate into action
we reach for reason
to hypnotize us
into balanced numbness
III
In my domestic violence exhibit
at the local library
one victim had written: ...
Women are allowed to break oaths
professions sewn from hope
burn bridges to the ground
to make room for what counts
II
The problem with violence
is that it captures attention—
making it effective
When our bodies vibrate into action
we reach for reason
to hypnotize us
into balanced numbness
III
In my domestic violence exhibit
at the local library
one victim had written: ...
#women
#relationships
#feminism #DomesticViolence
#feminism #DomesticViolence
588 reads
11 Comments
KristinaX
Poem Published
13th Dec 2023 00:00am
13th Dec 2023 00:00am
Her Ass: It's the Season of Giving
You said I want you...
Now that's the ass!
A poet's dream!
Captivated by the line
Take off my jeans
The world should see
Men's hands will offend
Beauty of a woman's ass
Delve into the mysteries!
Kissing the thighs...
The panties, openwork
Fall seductively calling
Nature's wondrous creation
Opened before you...
I'm writing a poem
On the hemispheres of dreams
You want me more!
And I agree strongly
A woman's ass is dangerous
But what joy there is in it!
Now that's the ass!
A poet's dream!
Captivated by the line
Take off my jeans
The world should see
Men's hands will offend
Beauty of a woman's ass
Delve into the mysteries!
Kissing the thighs...
The panties, openwork
Fall seductively calling
Nature's wondrous creation
Opened before you...
I'm writing a poem
On the hemispheres of dreams
You want me more!
And I agree strongly
A woman's ass is dangerous
But what joy there is in it!
#lust
#women
#temptation
#passion
#seductive
1987 reads
38 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 6:55am
21st Mar 2025 6:55am
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
181 reads
5 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
1st Jun 2022 00:00am
1st Jun 2022 00:00am
This Time
This Time
In an infinite number
in any direction,
The Quarter,
The Classic,
The Agent,
The Monk,
the same way
it was written
in the script.
You never know
who else
wants
to be
a monk.
They all
do.
In an infinite number
in any direction,
The Quarter,
The Classic,
The Agent,
The Monk,
the same way
it was written
in the script.
You never know
who else
wants
to be
a monk.
They all
do.
#women
#men
#LGBT
#humankind
#transgender
434 reads
6 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
7th Jan 2019 4:17am
7th Jan 2019 4:17am
Broken Geisha
A rare beauty who wants
who needs only a love
not spoken nor asking
bleeds in between her
lines of poetic sanskrit
Terse in one to one
she speaks deeply
I've fallen in her well
of emotion and pleas
I drown in her of my
own will and claw at
the wet walls of her
insides
only to discover the
etchings of her spirit
broken carved deep into
each stone of her heart.
She rarely sings anymore
for fear of hurting
others with her share of
pain.
She is my...
who needs only a love
not spoken nor asking
bleeds in between her
lines of poetic sanskrit
Terse in one to one
she speaks deeply
I've fallen in her well
of emotion and pleas
I drown in her of my
own will and claw at
the wet walls of her
insides
only to discover the
etchings of her spirit
broken carved deep into
each stone of her heart.
She rarely sings anymore
for fear of hurting
others with her share of
pain.
She is my...
#sadness
#women
#secrets #friendship
#secrets #friendship
559 reads
9 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
15th Jul 2024 3:43am
15th Jul 2024 3:43am
class
honey bones my brothers thank you for making me who I am
a tomboy who loved tree forts and pirate dreams
in our imagination we married great dignatries
you would prophesy over me and say I would be a great queen someday
your Wendy mother to the lost boys
a plain jane who talked to angels
I would crush on you men
but you would smile with understanding saying someday squirt
you dream of exotic women adorned with class
sultry women of faith so beautiful to behold
I wish to learn the language of sublety and sighs
I have been so...
a tomboy who loved tree forts and pirate dreams
in our imagination we married great dignatries
you would prophesy over me and say I would be a great queen someday
your Wendy mother to the lost boys
a plain jane who talked to angels
I would crush on you men
but you would smile with understanding saying someday squirt
you dream of exotic women adorned with class
sultry women of faith so beautiful to behold
I wish to learn the language of sublety and sighs
I have been so...
#love
#women
112 reads
1 Comment
Sappho
Poem Published
9th Nov 2023 8:25pm
9th Nov 2023 8:25pm
Wild Woman
Adventurously
She roams the woods
Collecting dreams and inspirations
Weaving them
Into poems and stories
Mindfully
She observes nature's marvels
Talking to animals
Listening to trees
Enchanted by their wisdom
Gracefully
She walks her path
Moving with elegance and power
Catching sunbeams on her face
Inside like outside a raw natural beauty
Attentively
She is on the scent
Tensing her muscles
Sharpening her claws and senses
Always present in the Here and Now
Affectionately...
She roams the woods
Collecting dreams and inspirations
Weaving them
Into poems and stories
Mindfully
She observes nature's marvels
Talking to animals
Listening to trees
Enchanted by their wisdom
Gracefully
She walks her path
Moving with elegance and power
Catching sunbeams on her face
Inside like outside a raw natural beauty
Attentively
She is on the scent
Tensing her muscles
Sharpening her claws and senses
Always present in the Here and Now
Affectionately...
#women
#nature
597 reads
7 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
7th Jan 2025 11:45am
7th Jan 2025 11:45am
photoshoot
no sparkle in eyes
even no tears of joy or elation
no unique line or curve
even no fluttering butterflies
no vomiting
no weird sensations
no pain in boobs
no flowing of pee's
every night filled with passion
can easily enter his pole in me
no difficulties
no pills
when I wore fake baby bump...
even no tears of joy or elation
no unique line or curve
even no fluttering butterflies
no vomiting
no weird sensations
no pain in boobs
no flowing of pee's
every night filled with passion
can easily enter his pole in me
no difficulties
no pills
when I wore fake baby bump...
#money
#women
149 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
25th May 2023 3:27am
25th May 2023 3:27am
Booty Lady
she was wearing a clingy strapless one piece leopard print thingy
thick thighs on proud display
battery-operated ass moving north and south
hemisphere by hemisphere
she stopped as I was trying to turn
"Move it, booty lady"
i muttered
I'm glad she didn't look over
she would have seen me laughing
not at her
but at "booty lady"
it was like someone else had said it
thick thighs on proud display
battery-operated ass moving north and south
hemisphere by hemisphere
she stopped as I was trying to turn
"Move it, booty lady"
i muttered
I'm glad she didn't look over
she would have seen me laughing
not at her
but at "booty lady"
it was like someone else had said it
#women
#funny
399 reads
10 Comments
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