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Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: power,

Rule the World

Real women
Understand a very simple yet important concept.
Love begins at home.
Everything else just follows.

To eliminate
Hatred from the world
Entails raising children with love and guidance.

Women deserve the utmost respect and support from their partners in their
Obligations as mothers to instill morals in their offspring.
Rare is the child who goes bad when love rules his home.
Ladies, demand respect, and value your precious roles as mothers.
Don’t you realize that through your children, YOU rule the world!


Written March 8, 2017 on the International Women's Day!


Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: beauty, heart, introspection, passion, philosophy, wine, women,

A Question of Love

Loves promenades towards emptiness
	longing is a void
darkness of a million universes
where mythical black holes
chant of timeless desires

Yearning for carnal eternity
where candles never die


Two of us
	never met
	oceans apart
	gasping for affections
	in different times
	winds may have swept
	this way or that
	never seen

Wind and candle lie in death
so lost
in emptiness

Poem Details | by David Meade |
Categories: love,

Haiku 30 Rock Love




                                  running to the rock

                                              a strong tower against foes


                                                                    her love a refuge






To strong women and their love


David Meade
11/20/2014
Live Generously

Poem Details | by Agnes Krampe |
Categories: community, sister, women,

Women's circle

Taking the risk,
Baring the soul,
Seeking the wisdom
That shall make us whole.

Raising the arms,
Spreading the wings,
Hearing the music
That deep in us sings.

Stepping the dance,
Chanting the song,
Feeling the sisterhood
Tender and strong.

Sharing the love,
Speaking the name,
Calling the blessing
And lighting the flame.

Written 7/28/2016
Take the Dagger from my Heart, Please- Poetry Contest
sponsored by Broken Wing
N/A in Premiere Contest Number 5, Judged 8/27/2016


Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: august, beach, beautiful, cool, crush, deep, destiny, devotion, fantasy, feelings, first love, fishing, freedom, funny love, future, girlfriend, hope, i love you, i miss you, journey, joy, judgement, lost love, love, love hurts, meaningful, miracle, ocean, people, places, romance, sea, sensual, simple, spiritual, water, women, world,

Hope

Don't rush to wash off the sea salt 
drying on your skin;
the hopes it carries from other oceans,
those remain yet to be seen.

Poem Details | by michael tor |
Categories: joy, love, sad, satire, sorrow,

You Wont Steal My Joy

  The Las Vegas shootings were Horrific. 
The people running as the rapid fire was 
sounding off in the background!
  The wild fires in California, fifteen people
 dead, and it is not controlled yet!
   Hurricanes Maria, Irma, Jose, southern 
coast is devastated, Puerto Rico is in need
of help!
   Pizza Gate Pedophile rings in America!
   Players kneeling and disrespecting our flag
 for which Men and Women have sacrificed
 their lives for.

                   Enough is Enough!


      You will Not Steal My Joy, I reach for the remote
 and turn off the "Joy Stealer" the TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Michael Tor  Inspired by Andrea Dietrich


Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: faithlove, , cute,

The Deposition

The Deposition

The love God gives remains unbound.
Jesus of Nazareth came down. 
Everlasting, His love abounds.
 
Deliverer and Redeemer: crucified, He died. 
Eternal sacrifice, His perfect life tried. 
Painfully executed, giving no retort to their lies.
Omnipotent creator, teacher, and revelator
Righteous, He lived, and died; over sin the victor. 
Incomprehensible pain He, for us bore. 
Two women, Mary, His mother, and Mary Magdalene
Inconceivable how perfect love and wisdom fomented.  
Overcome with grief, Nicodemus and more lamented.
Never ending love, on the third day Jesus the Christ, alive presented.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
December 5, 2009

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: appreciation, love, women,

She's Always a Woman

Woman, you take my breath away
Not in what radiates off your precious skin
But what lies deep inside of you
 
Head held high
Not letting one moment
Of life slip on by
 
Strength more than a conviction
Capturing every ounce
Of my begging heart
 
Mother to many, daughter to all
Let me be your comfort
The harbor in your shore
 
Lead me
Feed me
Be the answer to my prayers
 
Guide me
Walk beside me
In the waning of our years

Poem Details | by charles messina |
Categories: happiness,

When I Close My Eyes

When I close my eyes...and I see the night 
Sometimes things...appear so bright 
Smiling cheeks...and happy faces 
Sunshine ~ Beautiful places 

Ocean waves ~ Blowing willows 
Babies snuggled in their pillows 
Old men rowing in their boats 
Youngsters passing, love you...notes 

Happy women in sweet perfume 
Newlyweds...on honeymoon 
Chipmunks playing in the sun
Children running...having fun 

When I open my eyes...and I see the day
Sometimes things...don't look that way 
So let me close my eyes...tonight
And all I see, I'll see...just right

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,

My Love Affair With Orange

Orange is my utmost best color, my best friend, my girl.
She laughs from the rooftop, and she makes me mouth curl.
She glitters and she shines, her happy feelings for me.
Today I may take out my paints and paint an orange tree.

Most of my women cartoon paintings are ginger heads.
They come into my mind before I get out of bed.
I look around the bedroom and I laugh and I sing.
My many red-haired paintings, it makes my mind truly zing.

I have a paisley orange shirt and an orange evening gown.
Some people want my autograph, and mob me in town.
I do not dare wear either of them on my shiniest day.
I would be so manic, the mental police would cart me away.

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: family, history, pride, rose, tribute, women,

GENEALOGY ROSE


Great grandmother Rosa Grandmother Maryrose And Mother Roseann Daughter April Rose Granddaughter Kayla Rose Granddaughter Ella Rose Love all my Roses // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ // ¦¦ \\ ¦¦ ¦¦ ¦¦ ¦¦
posted on October 13, 2019

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: crazy, devotion, murder, passion, woman, women,

Love

Love went to the liquor store
She bought a bottle
Drank until the bottle was dry
Walked on over to the hardware store
Where there she bought a hunting knife


Love sliced open my chest
Her hands grasped my heart
She had a hearty meal
Dropping her knife
She walked away in the dark

Love stole my heart

Poem Details | by Newton Ranaweera |
Categories: love, lust, slavery, women,

What am I if not a slave

What am I if not a slave?
I cook, clean and mourn;
I wash, sweep and weep
from dawn to fall of night.

I do nothing but cooking;
I cook all day,
three times a day,
from dawn to fall of night.

What are you if not a master?
You eat, teach and cheat;
you write, drink and sleep
from dawn to fall of night.

For three long decades,
I’ve cleaned your dishes:
empty, dirty dishes
from dawn to fall of night. 

What’s marriage if not serfdom?
You are my master;
I am merely a slave.
You do your part; I mine.

From dawn to fall of night
and back to break of day.

Poem Details | by Scribbler Of Verses |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, boyfriend, cry, dance, emotions, for her, girlfriend, goodbye, how i feel, i love you, life, loneliness, lonely, loss, lost love, love, memory, miss you, missing, music, people, relationship, romance, romantic, sad love, song, together, truth, woman, women, write,

I've Scribbled This Song For You



I've Scribbled This Song For You...


I'm wasting my days,
my empty nights too,

I should have held on,
but I simply lost you,

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

yes, I should have kept,
you close to my skin,

soaking your warmth,
but you were laughing,

at my foolish grin...


now I'm all broken,
and torn apart,

but what the hell,
I was always late,
for the tolling of the bell,

and now...

now I stagger along,

wearing broken smiles,
in between hell and you,
there's a million miles,

so kiss me now like you once did,
I'm tired of being so carefully hid,


la laa laa la laa laa laa...


(repeat to fade)


:-)

Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: me,

Meet BG


Barbara Jean Funny, friendly, bashful and sometimes bone-headed Little sister of Dr. Daniel Merrill Lover of the written word, my grandchildren and the natural world I feel wonder at new life, love for my friends, and confusion with math Afraid for the environment, abused women and children, and afraid of snakes I would like to see Machu Picchu, my mothers's face once more and The Giants win the World Series Resident of Vacaville, Ca Gorelick

Poem Details | by kash poet |
Categories: tribute, woman,

The Perfect Woman






All women are perfect my heart knows better than you, be it mom,wife or daughter perfect they are,this is very true. Just look around you and see, there can't be imperfection in them perfectly they are doing their roles, to find imperfection is a shame. It is not that they are imperfect, it is the way we look at them give little more respect and love, see how they glitter like gems! By :kash poet Contest:The Perfect Woman ============000============

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: film,

A Scary Movie

The kind of film most women love to see
is all about romance, thus women pick
a type of show that paints the fantasy 
of love sublime, so it’s dubbed a chick flick.

I like the fun ones and the sad ones too,
but there’s another genre I like more!
Though dramas with great plot will always do,
there is one type of drama I adore!

There’s nothing like good horror and suspense.
Inside the theater there is a hush
as tension builds, and feelings grow intense,
for your adrenaline will get a rush!

The films like Hitchcock made I never missed.
I love a scary movie with a twist!


July 19, 2017 for the S Form contest of Broken Wings:
Sonnet form. Chosen word: Scary

Poem Details | by Julie Grenness |
Categories: feelings, love, men, retirement, romance, women,

UNWOMANNED

Here, I dwell in no man's land,
On the flip side, there's men unwomanned,
They can be a miserable band,
Desperately seeking a hand,
I read their profiles for online dating,
Is this pulp fiction they're creating?
"Honest, sensuous, sincere men here,
Tactile and reliable...", Great, my dears,
All searching for affection,
BUT, I want your ex's true opinion!
Can I have her phone number, please?
What do you mean she's overseas,
Like forever and permanently?
Oh, really, really, really.....
What does your ex say about you, please?
Why complain about her to me?
Honestly, why are you unwomanned?
While, here I dwell in no man's land.........

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: inspirational, life, women,

She Whispered

Take me
Take me within your soul
Devour me with your words
Love me with your poetic desires

You speak of times long ago
You speak of passions long since gone
You walk on roses, and bleed your love
You caress me with your tears

High in the mountains, you have no fear
All the warriors are down below
The battle is love, other men not the foe
Kiss me now, be done with your fears

I am the meadow of your earthly desires
Paint me, write of me, I am yours
Kiss the dreams you once had long ago
Angels of the past will see you through

Heaven is not an eternal place
Is a love that burns eternal
Seek not the paradise of heaven
I am here, you are now

Devour me

Poem Details | by M. Teresa Blaylock |
Categories: friendship, life, lost love, love, people, philosophy, social, girl,

Sonnet to Thoughtful Women

I did not wish to leave your warm embrace --
   I did not wish for our sweet love to end --
And though your chauvinism's a disgrace,
   I cannot help but see you as a friend.
Perhaps someday a sweeter girl you'll find,
   Who'll do just as you wish for her to do --
A girl who doesn't have a thoughtful mind,
   So she can focus all she is on you.
She'll nod her head, and brainlessly agree
   With anything you say, to make you smile --
She'll cook your meals and serve you honeyed tea,
   And never stop her chatter all the while;
So when your brain cells rot from lack of use,
   You've only you to blame, and no excuse.

Poem Details | by Lizzie Treetop |
Categories: life,

Yin and Yang

I am the light that longs for the dark
I am the shallow that yearns for the deep
Earth and sky, snow and sand, desert and ocean
The opposite that combine to make a whole
Gentle and fierce, strong and weak, love and hate
War and peace, youth and age, foolish and wise
Envy and content, sad and happy, birth and death
Twirling together creating the dance of life
Men and women a creation of yin and yang
Opposites belonging completing the whole
A never ending circle in time and space 

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, birth, blessing, love, woman, women,

Women

A gift from God holding the right side of man 
one companion blushing Heaven's sky sweet rose 

From the garden of Eden under a tree branches spring 
fountain of youth you bore the fruit of our very existence 

Castles where built crowning your honor gracious 
queen is the mother womb of all life kneels 

Newborn empires rise and set with soft caring sunshine 
delivering us the seed to grow upon this earth 

From one rib joining hands to applaud our beginning 
held in two loving arms you made us all 

Poem Details | by Arturo Michael |
Categories: beautiful, blessing, love, sweet, women,

The Portrait of my World


A picture of you Remains 

In my heart you’ve never changed
     
You’re the Loveliest Woman I’ve ever known

Time could not Erase the Ageless Beauty of your face 

Through the years you've never grown Old

Forever Painted on me you'll be 

The most Adorable Portrait of a World I see

Poem Details | by Yazmin Malik |
Categories: abuse, allah, anti bullying,

I am Free

I am FREE, not a prisoner inside judgemental eyes, staring at me. This cloth I wear, protects my modesty. Let me be, do not swear. My faith is my power. I am God's diamond. I embrace his love, in his blessings I will shower. We are all FREE, to be what we want. Breathe love, live and let live.
We all should be free to wear and do as we please. I receive a lot of abuse when I wear the hijab, but I also used to receive abuse when I did not. Women are still subjected to judgement, regardless of their dress. You live your life and I will live mine. Respect is important if we are to live in harmony.

Poem Details | by Daniel Turner |
Categories: lost love,

You Broke My Heart Not Hardly

You thought, you broke my heart when you walked out
Well old friend, have I got some news for you?
It stung a bit, of that there is no doubt
But honey, I was anything but blue

The day you left, I bought a Cadillac
I bought myself some diamonds for some bling
My love train kept on rollin' down the track
And all I left behind was big smoke rings

See, girls like you, give women a bad name
And guys like me, look out, for girls like you
The only thing you got from me was shame
Now, you're the one who's left singing the blues

You were a pane of glass right from the start
And by the way, I never had a heart



    February 7 2017
   by Daniel Turner