Poems About: WOMAN

In this page, poems on / about “woman” are listed.

  • 325.
    Women are from Venus

    Female part of human race
    Expected to keep the pace
    Supposed to have the grace
    Never wear a wry face read more »

    Anand Dixit
  • 326.
    Complex

    She is complex,
    Her smile and wink,
    Changing a mind in a heartbeat,
    A provocative smile clouds your sight, read more »

    Nicholas Prince
  • 327.
    Woman 13

    What is a woman
    How to read her
    Man is yet to know.
    Woman is seat of creation read more »

    Devil Poet
  • 328.
    MY WIFE

    I walk down the tunnel a long narrow, musty smelling, dark walkway
    i am searching for my WOMAN
    i see a faint light at the end of the tunnel
    how much farther must i go read more »

    Omorodion Nicy
  • 329.
    Who is This? ?

    Soothing of the Morning Dew,
    Shine of the Sun,
    Sweetness of the Honey,
    Cooling shade of the Tree, read more »

    Geeta Nair
  • 330.
    Scorned

    A woman scorned
    is a dangerus woman
    she has no limits
    when it comes read more »

    Nickelz Webzder
  • 331.
    Women

    One thousand men it takes to fix a broken heart
    but only one women to pull the thing apart
    Friends are great, but they come a dime a dozen
    Its harder to go home to a women and some lovin read more »

    Dennis Bergeron
  • 332.
    A Woman's Behind

    A woman's behind, so firm, so round
    unlocks the door where lust is found
    Can make a man forget where he's going
    Staring at that behind those tight jeans are showing read more »

    Harry J. Couchon Jr
  • 333.
    Woman of Color

    The woman of color so bronze and beautiful
    Attitude in control
    She wears it well and seems to know
    As she's always on the go The woman of color she beams of joy read more »

    Karen Champion
  • 334.
    A Loved Woman

    A loved woman's heart is a new lit candle,
    Incandescent fire bright,
    Her lambent eyes are sparkling stars
    Glowing through the blackest night. read more »

    Marian Hallet
  • 335.
    u cannot define me(it's already been done)

    I am who I am because of the goddess
    Who gave birth to me
    With her round body and her
    Oooh so perfect childbearing hips read more »

    Babalwa Mbalula
  • 336.
    The Straw That Broke The Camels Back

    Between friends a wedge is driven
    Neither party wants to give in
    Often experiencing differences of opinion
    Over a whorish man trying to win them read more »

    Bebai Rosa
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