Love Women Poems | Examples
These Love Women poems are examples of Women poems about Love. These are the best examples of Women Love poems written by international poets.
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 have a best friend
We call each other cousin
Actually, I have ten best friends
But this one and I call each other cousin
We used to teach together
We were always in cahoots
the principal would ask “where is your cousin?”
The kids said we could not be cousins
I told them we are spiritual cousins
This satisfied them
Kids are easy
One day I was sliding into her truck
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPPP
The loudest longest gas stream came out
I turned and looked at her
She said “I love you, Cousin!”
We could not stop laughing
Even for teachers farting is funny
NO CODE AND NO CLUE
A man who is nice and in charge of his life
and shys from gratuitous chances.
On paper a man, made for a wife,
but who has no clue what romance is.
It's young girl's fantasies bought and sold.
Fairytales from a hungry pen.
Now bad boys replaced the rebels of old.
Real life bad boys are just bad men.
D'Artagnon, Zorro, and Robin Hood,
when the bad boy hero had a code.
A rebellious lot whose hearts were good.
Now they just stop killing to reload.
The chivalrous knight became such a bore.
The bad boy makes the girls tingle.
So off they forge on their fantasy tour,
and good guys all end up single.
The Creation
Man and Woman
Meeting each other for the first time
Unknown World
Condemnation shame
Earthly Descendant
Hate and conviction
Derided from formation Earth dust
Love wasn’t an option at first
Finding themselves
Observation Eye to Eye
Vision of creation
Sensation wonderfully made
Trying to understand Scientific
Knowledge being no quo
Suddenly the motion of the kiss
Romance start
Roaming around the Earth together
Love and endure a love muster
Discovering and Learning at the same time
Acquaintance with nature
New World
Humanitarian strides
The beginning
Good find
Companion spirit
Sage with a chapter
Through the ever after
Love becoming a definition
All at the beginning
Your heart and my heart
Were meant to meet at a time like this
Your lips and my lips
Were meant to meet in a lingering kiss
And when love is the way we sway
Love is more than the words we say
More than the motion of the ocean
It comes together our way
Intimately Intertwined
Each other's host
Wanting to be as close to you
As The Holy Ghost
Carving our names in a tree (in a heart)
As if it were meant to be
And under the sky (which is God's Big Blue Eye)
The unveiling of your muliebrity
they call it the witching hour
so call me a witch
I agree with their creed
to no living thing do harm
it was the male fairy tellers who wanted them to be evil
other women’s eyes popped open today
at this exact time
three a.m.
we are united in our femaleness
united in our willingness to be less, so others can feel more
I sense these other women
my sisters, my neighbors, my friends
we each have our own journeys
our own walk to walk, and yet we are in this together
I send them light and love
feeling they are doing this to me also
three a.m. the witching hour
is the unsung song
of a slender, strong woman.
My untrimmed, split-ended
hair is down and free.
I want to sing
and dance in multicolor.
Pink Floyd gave me
the brighter side
of the moon.
This offering is smaller
than me, and I love
the unpublished authors
who will never be read,
and the hidden voices
that make up history.
My grandmother
and my mother
are two of the unsung beauties
who define me.
My son is cleaning his room
against his will.
He is headstrong,
kind, and smart enough
to make it.
There are millions,
that make up this marbled
world of perfect complexity.
Come to me...
Even in whispered thoughts that come to not.
On the trail of ashes scattered at every stop.
In the wake of unborn indigo dreams.
In the last drops of a dying stream.
With a soft reply and ardent eyes.
And a silhouette that unveils your eyes.
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haunts
thinks
wide (i hear'd)
hiz wake
tap tap
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tap
Ladies, this day is your day.
A remembrance of your works
Of your life, love, caring, heart
Of your perfect fire of life
We, the men, thank you all for your
All your sacrifices, help, love, and touches
Without you, ladies, we are nothing
The crown of life is yours.
Thank you for everything in this life
And in all the lives, all times
We love you. Men. The men
Ladies, all days must be your days
You must get respect
You must get the limelight
Every day is a holiday
Celebrated for
Women's Day
We love you
Always
Men
A MERCIFUL THOUGHT ON WOMEN OF THE WORLD
To God be the glory
For the women
Of the world:
It was the womb
Rather than the seed
That was chosen to birth
The human essence of His
Holy divine Peace and Love:-
Let us ever be in navel awareness
Of the gracious honors that we owe
To Mary and the women of our world:-
Pray tell, how can we Rosary the blessed Mary,
And yet, deny women of the world their equanimity?!
There's no stoping the feline sound
When El Guapo's around
He's the Joe George of Cedar Grove
The women flock in droves
To see their future
To see way cool junior
Mujer te vuelve de ojos grandes
De hermosos ojos azules
Even have a taco with El Guapo
Or a little love under the poncho
El Guapo is Kimosabe
To all the girls of Merle and Willie
There's no mistaking this heart breaker
The clay image of his Maker
If I were to ponder
Offer a thought
Never to have seen
The things I sought
Never to have sensed
The joys you brought
My dreams of you
Never to have caught
Learned to have loved
A lesson you taught
Painted me in colors
To this art you wrought
Forgiven my past
Made me to what I ought
Breathed life into me
Once burdened with fraught
Me, because of you
Not for naught
.
but
can yuh wait
'til friday
'fore yuh
totally
break down
i'm
think'n wrote
write'n
lets go
at thuh perfect moment
tap tuh tap
tap
tap
Where have I seen you before?
Did you catch me smiling through modes of a dream?
Why does your face stay in my mind?
Polarized behind closed eyelids at night.
Leaving its fading iridescence to desire.
And suddenly the flame is blown out.
By the placid warm breath of a new dawn.
Left with silence and memories to rend.
Until you adorn the theaters of my mind again.