Beauty Woman Poems | Examples
These Beauty Woman poems are examples of Woman poems about Beauty. These are the best examples of Woman Beauty poems written by international poets.
like floral bouquet
her perfume scents the air
it's beauty serene
Lady Diamond rose as each new day dawns
In her gentle hands her household yawns
A model once in the camera’s light
Now clothed in the light of Jesus Christ
She served her husband, taught each child
With patient, grace and spirit mild
Two sons, two daughters, hearts held near
Her labor deep, her teaching clear
By day she gave till strength was thin
By night the moon would tuck her in
The birds sang praise when morning came
And heaven blessed her quiet name
God be praised for women who stand
With Proverbs’ 31 wisdom in their hand
All women, God’s beautiful bouquet
With Lady Diamond showing the way
I needed you, beautiful lady from my past
I won't forget you for decades
Your memory erased everything from my mind
I think, I wish, I dream, I imagine only you
Beautiful lady, you refreshed my life
You gave me a new style, a new life
From far away, from the mountains of Mátra
You, the beauty and diamond of Hungary
I love you, hmm, but why? You are silent
Do you enjoy my suffering? I think yes
But you must know, my heart is honest
My witness is Fryent County Park
These lines were written from here
Remember this guy always
He loves you, a crystal stream
Beauty is the name of her countenance;
Her beastly body declares –
.
"hold me"
she move at me
like
"touch me"
she drop her frock
like
"take me"
therefore honor
your
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Your beauty is almost blinding
as you glide across the floor.
Remembering our last embrace,
I ache within my core.
Its time to visit wonderland,
you know I have the key.
Whispering enchanted words,
I wish to set you free.
I'll raise you with my tender arms,
suspend you in my realm.
Quivering you'll enter bliss,
let passion overwhelm.
We'll dive into each other's eyes,
ignite the flame of truth.
Delivering love's scorching heat,
perfection sought from youth.
I'll break the chains that hold you,
bring ecstasy refined.
Devouring, bodies aglow,
our minds and souls entwined.
I'll take you to the mountain top,
together breathe the air.
Perspiring, we'll both let go,
undying love I'll swear.
Pretty is her countenance:
God has named her sexy;
She’s a flower tethered Heather -
This Angel Reese,
Carved my heart strings:
Geppetto –
She was picked from the rib of man
while sleeping
Made with the deft and delectable
touches of the Almighty Sculptor
An exquisite blend
Beheld with a skipped breath and
exclamation mark!!!!
That is the mark a woman.
Growing and glowing into the full bloom
as purposed at noon day.
Just like the Sunflower bow in obessiance
to the Sun
So shall you pay respect to your maker
The Almighty Artist
Before you enter the state of decline
As the beauty wanes and fade away.
Before life's cycle turns full circle.
Her structure is like an organ:
A Whitney with beautiful pipes –
A good woman
isn't hard to find,
and when a man finds
a good woman
and makes her his wife,
it is written
he has found a good thing,
and that man finds favor
with the Lord
if he treats her right,
that's Proverbs 18:22.
Sadly,
when some men
find a good woman,
he forgets that
she is the keeper of his rib,
the half that makes
him whole,
and he treats her disrespectfully,
and there is an imbalance
in their oneness.
A good woman
isn't hard to find,
so when a man finds
a good woman,
he should always remember
that she is a diamond
in the rough,
and then he should treat her
as such,
and she will add beauty
to his life.
A good woman
isn't hard to find,
but a man has to learn
how to treat her.
deep carmel brown
big blue-brown eyes
chocolate
i whom am your heart beating,
i be the eyes sight beauty you're seeing
deep carmel brown
big blue-brown eyes
chocolate
Umber, Cedar, Cinnamon, Tawny Gold,
Hickory, Carob, Mocha, Brunette
cornerstone midst the area being
full soft big lips, just kiss
a picture of magnitude
5/18/26
Witten words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2026©
Her countenance,
Is like a poem, or a Pinot:
This form brings a bouquet,
Dressed with notes –
Her beauty is like the strength of Samson:
Uplifted,
This fox has a fiery torch –
Wood nymph, goddess of the trees,
how splendid! couched in loveliness
no creature may fully behold!
Yet I have, on particular mornings,
in crepuscular radiance seen,
(O brightest eyes!) flitting light,
recognition that love was born
here on the restless, unseeing ground
that we might occasionally recall:
life was meant for something
more than living and doing,
but breathlessly witnessing
angel presence in our midst,
wonder of the morning,
herald of the light,
comfort of dawn,
swan of day,
loveliest
sight.
Christopher M. Swan, “Song of Susan,” 2008
The very form of grace,
whispered presence of,
in this lovely face,
my most precious love.
In the midst of Fall,
harbinger of snow,
rising above all
intention to bestow
illuminating grace,
intimations of,
in this precious face,
my unending love.
Christopher M. Swan 2009