Feminism Poems

Feminism poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of feminism poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on feminism are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Who Is A Female?

Who Is A Female? short poem

Who is a female? A question that consistently ponders me. Is she a mere piece of flesh and bone? Is she a puppet to dance at the tunes of the males? Is she the one to earn and make the

Doom Fetus

Doom Fetus sonnet poems

Oh! My mother, sues thy sole cell daughter, An unborn baby, before its loving lover- Prays it to dad, thy, my best creative will- “Let me come, not look at me- thy angry shrill!” Oh! Doc. You dog! You dig

From The Rail Track

From The Rail Track long poem

The hoot of the train was shrill enough to bring me back to my consciousness, With eyes half shut I could see the sunrise albeit my body was in oppressive soreness. Thankful was I that the night was over, And

Respect Her

Respect Her short poem

Respect her She is a woman , Respect her is must . She isn’t less than a man. Respect her or else your heart should rust. What would they do without her who greed only for “brothers”? Bring out that

I Am A Woman

I Am A Woman short poem

I am a Woman, …born from the ribs of a ‘Man’; I am a Woman, They say…I am Honor of the ‘Clan’. I am Equal of a ‘Man’, Very early this Comparison ‘began’… God made me beautiful…so I can ‘rejoice’…

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The Unbreakable Bond

The Unbreakable Bond short poem

Punished for being irregular, Is when I met someone similar. Caught for late submission, Sat next to me, a wonderful person. The first guy in college, Whom I spoke to, with lot of courage. There felt a spontaneous connection, That

The Big Head Little Girl

The Big Head Little Girl short poem

She was four and I was six. We held hands and ate pixie stix. The big head little girl whom followed me around the corner. Soon we became friends. We held hands with skin like bricks. I cleansed her hands

My True Friend

My True Friend short poem

Hello darkness my true friend, In you I find solace, With the setting sun you come each day, Sometimes early, sometimes late yet unfailingly there. I bury my head in the crook of your shoulder, I lay there waiting, And

Traffic Terrfic

Traffic Terrfic short poem

I leave the house in a hurry Hope will be in time to avoid Boss’ fury I shudder to hear “Late again ? you dirty Start the Car in a jiffy Cover little distance freely Apply brake suddenly Traffic has

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsor

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsor long poem

I blame myself I could blame others but I’m always around I’m the boss I live and I’ll die here when folks say, he was always here so they built the place around him, I’m the one they mean I’m

Ghosts of Anguish

Ghosts of Anguish short poem

Will the ghosts ever lie down and rest they rose from the anguish of the soul in an instant of morbid pain and they have kept him haunted. He walks like a zombie trying to escape the wrath they inflict

Collective Guilt

Collective Guilt short poem

For the sake of lake, I climbed on the weeping hills to see the other side of moon. The precipice of hunger weighs heavily on shoulders. Capricious time moves inwardly, Strikes at the chest. I set free the love-birds. Conflict

Where Do We Go?

Where Do We Go? short poem

Where do we go from here? faceless ones causing death, what do they hope to gain? by creating all this pain. Is the cause so great, in this head full of hate, to maim and kill a child, does this

Special You

Special You ballad

I had always wondered why the sun rose in a distance and pondered if I will ever have a son I always stood far away wishing I was closer, not just a poser, why I chased and wanted a girl

Again Come With Rain!

Again Come With Rain! short poem

Rain brings life and enthusiasm Raises people’s joy and grace, Makes the beloved to think And feel her lover’s presence. Rain drops sprinkles the earth Touches the heart of her, Makes the beloved to see And touch the face of

My Beloved

My Beloved short poem

My beloved you are so sweet Your beauty even Spring can’t beat Warm more than scorching sun heat Our hearts are blended to meet I have not seen beauty like you Very many come cross and through What to learn

Vivacious Sin

Vivacious Sin short poem

Those were the delights.. I fail still to hide The mere thoughts of liberty… I seldom mind Those were the agony… Once breathed within the skin That blissful hell… Where I might have been Those were the delights… Still engraved

Michael And Mark

Michael And Mark long poem

Well these two darlin’ boys of 4 and 6 Were so full of life and as close as two Brothers could be…Michael and Mark Of Athens, TN had their fun in the sun And played their games as most children

A Raw Diamond

A Raw Diamond short poem

A rustic lass of early teens sells raw diamonds on a pavement. black stones are laid on a mat small rocks fetch her livelihood. ‘See, the stones can cut glass sheets, all are genuine raw diamonds, buy now or you

A Glimpse Of Infinity

A Glimpse Of Infinity prose poem

My life was a bit of a calamity, I was on a loosing spree, nothing I could foresee, thinking, is this it for me? Then flash a glimpse of Infinity. Still, I wad walking a tightrope, head hanging down, I

Wings In Captivity

Wings In Captivity short poem

My Bird died I cried and cried I should have let him go Clipped wings a cruel thing So a bird song I could hear He would have flown up to the sky He could have sowed high A thing

Dear Friends

Dear Friends short poem

At the lowest ebb In the flowing stream Comes a stab of pain To make him scream Pills and potions Just dont seem to work And he’s pushed to the point Of going berserk Yet surrounded by love And dear

Sweet Maria

Sweet Maria short poem

I saw Mary with sweet serenity This feeling she brought to me Is never to be taken Again and again it will never end My eyes are weary My tears solidarity Fall down with a smile But she took it

Naked Doll

Naked Doll short poem

The child was trembling inside you: eliminated, revived, walking past an explosion on the extra edge. The dash was stabbing. And without hands trying to open the crypt of forefathers. Things were not happning as you dreamed of tomorrow. The

Nothing In Life Is Free

Nothing In Life Is Free short poem

Nothing in life is free! Everything, be it- Love, Work, Friendship All incurs a cost. Nothing in life is free! Love- the dose for sustenance Requires a fidel give and take. Nothing in life is free! Work- the dire necessity

Memories

Memories short poem

My memories have become nomads, And they come back all at once. Like strangers from myriad surreal lands, Or a thousand prodigal sons. How far from home, we have strayed mother! From that sunny dreaming hearth, So my memories seem

A Story

A Story short poem

A story can tell, what no one else can show A story shares feelings, that stay hidden away. A story can mean, something no one can understand. A story can give, something only you can receive. A story can show,

Eyeful Bliss

Eyeful Bliss sonnet poems

What is it that speaks, before lips can say, Caress and feel, before the hands can touch, Stabs without daggers, without swords can slay, And betrays a love, that has grown so much? It bares the soul, and manifests sorrow,

Sullied Sands

Sullied Sands short poem

Dark ink flows through trembling hands, telling of doom in distant lands with hate as fuel and tyranny it’s goal, the ink seeks to blacken the brightest soul. The sands of time blow soft through the dunes, sullied and tarnished

After The Rain

After The Rain short poem

After the rain Luminescent clouds made creative shapes, Appearing out of nowhere, A magnificent double rainbow, Natures twins, Sent from the Heavens, Nature’s finest work, The colors were bright and in every shade you can imagine, Shining high in the

If You Want Happiness

If You Want Happiness prose poem

If you want happiness take two big bags and come into the magical world of poets will take you to a poetic market where symphony is heard in buying and selling they sell magical dreams and rainbows buy back your

Momentary Bachelor

Momentary Bachelor short poem

Alone in the house Ghosts holding their breath Slick sound of cotton socks On polished floorboards Middle aged man turned young A six year old doing figure eights Music on the stereo Ice cream in elbow crook Family two time

Yonder Slumbering

Yonder Slumbering short poem

Tell me not to rise again, Yonder slumbering magic hands of futility Have lulled me to rest in suave peace’s grave And are inviting drowsiness enough to blink. Thanks thou merchant of senselessness Trades countless pains in forlorn heart Till

Les Enfants Adorent

Les Enfants Adorent short poem

Strolling around in an apathetic fashion nothing could hex me in that party I mulled over the opulence of the luxe lulus Out of the blue , I witness a scene so unprecedented a lad of 7 or 8 ,

Enough To Exist

Enough To Exist short poem

I woke up to something Something like a shout. Shout they did Or did they? No, it’s not, Not another title am I under! Under someone’s definition though I stand Wanting freedom Freedom from what? I want freedom Freedom from

A Flower Thief

A Flower Thief short poem

Gather ’round me, man of grace! For a truth I must confess. And if I lie, this sunny day, Let night forever shroud my way! I’m not a liar, though I’m a thief. I stole a flower in my sleep.

Lost Within Your Sea

Lost Within Your Sea short poem

Ahoy, Do your stories hold true Your creaks They play in my ear So many lost within your sea Believing in you My passion runs high To see the horizon Ahoy, or land ahead Together we sail onward Seeking lost

Vibrant Life

Vibrant Life short poem

Between the zeros and the ones, a paisley tablecloth is spread, and atop it rest white lace napkins, the yellow butter and the butter knife, the wine glasses, the teacups, the water jug filled with ice – a mundane scene

Incomplete

Incomplete long poem

You can’t get smoke without a fire You can’t ride a bicycle without its back tyre All these things show That everything exists in pairs – this you should know You can’t call it a day if there is no

Gigantic

Gigantic short poem

Abandon my fleeing heart, Whistling on roads a part, Stop me if I’m wrong, Carve me up with sharp songs, Restraint can lie, And subsequently so can I. Perception in loss, Victories in some too, Loving you is gigantic, But