Woman Strong Poems | Examples
These Woman Strong poems are examples of Strong poems about Woman. These are the best examples of Strong Woman poems written by international poets.
Rest was a luxury black people weren't granted
Something we wanted
But couldn't afford it
Our survival was more important
Constantly looking over our shoulder
Wondering whilst we're walking
If this is our last moment
Internally we ask
Are we going to be murdered ?
This for us is a daily burden
Being tired is a privilege we don't get
We can feel tired
But we are not allowed to show it
Society deems our feelings to be unimportant
Because apparently black people are not allowed to be vulnerable
We are either seen as too aggressive or too emotional
But rest is something that we've earned
Something we deserve
Something we've come to learn
Is that we are not burdens
And our need for rest
Is not a weakness
And the most important thing is we put us And our families first
And that we won't be the world's carers
Anymore
She rises with the morning sun,
Unfinished battles, never done.
With quiet strength and fearless grace,
The fire of purpose on her face.
She walks through storms without a sound,
Her dreams are roots deep in the ground.
She bends, but never breaks in two—
The world may test, but she'll push through.
Her hands may ache, her heart may bleed,
Still, she gives all to those in need.
With every scar, she shines more bright,
A warrior cloaked in gentle light.
She speaks her truth, she owns her name,
Unshaken by the winds of shame.
She loves with depth, she leads with soul,
Each wound she wears has made her whole.
A strong woman—fierce, bold, and wise,
A mirror of the endless skies.
Not just in strength, but love she stands—
The world reshaped by her own hands.
Author Dana Redricks
November 5, 2024
You're a strong black woman, who’s had her share of disappointments and pain, but you never let it make you bitter; instead, you turned it into gain.
Through every trial and test, you rise higher to face every test, never staying down, each challenge only made you better, polishing your crown.
You hustle for everything you've got, with grit and fierce pride, in every step you take, with strength and grace by your side. In a world that often tries to bend, you stand unbroken, you stand tall, a testament to resilience, the beauty of it all.
Your heart holds stories of struggle, but also of endless hope, in the tapestry of your life, every thread helps you cope. So here’s to you, a woman of immense power and grace, in your journey and your triumphs, you inspire and amaze.
Red heart, ember's glow,
A breath against the stone.
Will, a fire, burning bright.
Eyes, autumn rain,
Searching sunlit skies.
Silent, strong, a woman.
we are now seen as disgraceful
deplorable, terrible, unacceptable
the leaders of the other countries are laughing
we are allowing a convicted felon
a person with no integrity
who makes fun of people’s medical and psychological conditions
to run for president of the USA
we are laughable
A man who caused an insurrection on national TV
who should have been hanged for treason
it is unacceptable, dreadful, unpardonable
but what else would they expect?
We have a sexual harasser and a rapist on the Supreme Court
The USA government has become a joke
but who is laughing?
Not the children mowed down by guns in grade schools
If I was from a foreign country
I would never come visit this upside down place
It is shameful what the thinkers have allowed the nonthinkers to do
and it gets more shameful
every single
second
that this
presidential candidate
is not wearing his orange jumpsuit
and that the electoral college
can allow a woman to get two million more votes than her opponent
and still not become president.
Who is laughing?
Not me.
A veneer of truth
Woman how strong outside
Still frail inside.
He forgot our roots, from where those women came,
Raised by resilient black women, breaking trauma's claim.
Not a black , I stand as a black woman, strong,
In the absence of your father, I've learned to belong.
Speaking of black pussy, don't reduce us to disdain,
My essence, an ocean's scent, a heritage to maintain.
Hating black women, misguided and unkind,
My body, not your rehabilitation center to find.
In the tapestry of resilience, my story unfolds,
A symphony of strength, in the narrative it holds.
To understand, you must listen, not condemn,
My black pussy, a sanctuary, not built for them.
In the echoes of silence, I rise above,
A black woman, not defined by others' love.
My worth, my power, not for rehabilitation,
For in my own essence, I find restoration.
Try Stop
It's about strength and she has that
More than most guys and all women
Why is she this way why not another?
Life chose her to be strong not another
Stronger than me an example to me
In the best and worst ways mirror image
Not sure why it happened where it will go
There are no regrets for some things
They happen even if you try to stop it
Don’t try to put a label on me,
I am someone’s child and I am free.
I am not girl or child,
I am not a truant neither am I wild.
I have my own identity as a proud Black woman,
I am beautiful, special and I am strong.
I am not good for nothing or will I be worthless,
Feed my mind with positive thoughts so I can be empowered like the rest.
There are greater heights that I can reach tomorrow,
Help to build my self esteem not burden me with sorrow.
I am not less than any other person that you see,
I am who I am and I can be whatever I want to be.
Take the shackles off my feet and mind,
Help me to rise up and my rightful place find.
It is not about where I am from but where I want to go,
Who I will be years from now you will never know,
So don’t try to put me down like my life doesn’t matter,
I can soar to the top like you or even further.
Feed me with positive thoughts that can help me rise,
Tell me what it takes to achieve my goals instead of all these lies.
Show me the way so I can truly understand that we can be the same,
Call me dreamer ,better yet ,just call me by my name.
Memories from 2020:
There is still too much inequality in the world and most of the time this affects women (and minorities and women who are minorities).
Women are strong
By Michelle Morris
09/07/2020
Women are strong;
They have no choice;
For circumstance doesn't often
Give them a voice -
To determine the solutions
Best suited to them,
To make a better life
For themselves and
Their loved ones.
© Michelle Morris, 2020
your life wasn't easy
I was nine that morning
your battered face
you said you ran into
a clothesline pole
but it was a tank
the same one I ran into
when you took us away
I should have been
angry at him, not you
you gave your children a life
sacrificed everything
yet I never
not even now
fully realized
what a strong, courageous
and loving woman
my mom....
I'm trying
I hold onto the memory
of that time a bad call
at the very last second
cost me
a fiercly contested
wrestling match
you knew
it was more
than that disappointment
grinding me down
sitting there on my bed
despondent
on the cliff's edge
staring down into a sea of
disillusionment
you came
sat beside me
and told me you understood
how discouraged I was
but that when you watched me
you saw a man fighting a battle
and it made you proud
and it made me cry
god it made me cry
Woman,
can be fragile
to crush rocks...
But not hearts...!
Who knew I’d be seeing you,
The butterfly of my life.
You used to be my best friend
I used to be your wife.
I’m writing to say Thank You
To a dear and cherished friend.
It sure is nice to see you.
Thanks for dropping in.
Thank you for helping me to raise
That little girl you see.
Who is now a strong black woman
Giving props to you and me.
Thank you for this weekend
Thanks for the tears I didn’t cry
As I’m going through the meantime
Thank you, BUTTERFLY.
31 YEARS OF BEING THE HAPPIEST MOTHER
IN ALL THE WORLD
IS TRULY SOMETHING TO CELEBRATE
BECAUSE MAKEBA IS MY LITTLE GIRL
I TAUGHT HER TO GRAB LIFE BY THE TAIL
AND NEVER LET IT GO
KEEP SMILIN-THAT’S MY LEGACY
THE BRIGHT SIDE WILL ALWAYS SHOW
SOMETIMES WHEN THE WATER SEEMS TOO ROUGH
I TRY TO STOP HER FROM JUMPING IN
BUT I RAISED A STRONG BLACK WOMAN
HER MISSION IS TO WIN
I’M PROUD OF HER-SHE’S BEAUTIFUL
I’M THE LUCKIEST MOTHER IN THE WORLD
SHE’S 31 NOW AND MY BEST FRIEND
BUT SHE’S STILL MY LITTLE GIRL
She was a strong woman; everyone said it.
Elvira is so strong! Strong as an ox. Strong as a bull.
She was proud of it too; it was her reputation.
If something needs to be lifted, go get Elvira! Her family bragged.
“She can lift a cow!” her little bother told anyone who listened.
“Elvira has the back of a farmer,” Daddy boasted.
Hank, a traveling salesman needed a strong healthy woman.
He was selling his magic elixir, and he needed a female specimen
To show how potent it was, that it caused super strength.
Her strength would come in mighty handy. He decided to court her.
After their honeymoon they ran into her sister who was married to his main competitor.
“Let me guess,” the competitor said.
“They told you she was as strong as a cow.”