Feminist Poems

Feminist poems bring the best collection of short and long feminist poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great feminist rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these feminist poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on feminist are here for you.

The Girl

The Girl short poem

I am a girl With beautiful curls They were not happy when i was born Their lives became forlorn Nobody would adore me But then , there was someone to stand with me MY MOM ! The one who kept

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Eddy Puss

Eddy Puss short poem

A herd of Chicanos is on TV thanking some mike on a stick Complementing my all pill breakfast It’s time to write clinical sonnets to girls in biology The looming plurality of entendres hopefully penetrating their big hair They don’t

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Am I Not A Poet?

Am I Not A Poet? short poem

I wonder what’s it to be like a poet For I am called one… Is it to connect reality with Tough words that prompts reader Look up the dictionary? A one which has a rhyme scheme? A one which is

That Night

That Night long poem

The last corn popped expansively Unnecessarily loud, in a paper bag on a round glass base In a ten year old microwave (a good tool); Jennifer awaits, our first night in, alone together Her parents are at the cinema; her

The Heart’s Prayer

The Heart’s Prayer short poem

Every day and every night I long for a true love that will never die no more tears from tired eyes no more so lonely I just sit and sigh just a true, true love that’ll never die Well that

Beauty

Beauty short poem

Who is that enchanting beauty appearing often in my dreams ? who is that fairy tale lady getting embedded in my heart ? Look at the sky which is bending down in appreciation of her Oh my Love ! Come

The Tango

The Tango short poem

Lips tremble like sentinels when legs burn like candles whole night, in the pocket a grenade explodes; a girl gets raped in broad day light to receive a compensation under a leaky roof of frozen hunger: the emptiness in bed

Wish You Were There

Wish You Were There short poem

How I wish you were there To share with me the glow of the morning sun To listen to the birds twitter And the leaves rustle in the trees. How I wish you were there, when I Prepare to face

Life

Life prose poem

I asked to my father Baba, What is life ? He politely said to me, ” Life is Duty . ” I asked to my mother Maa, What is life ? She said to me with smile, ” Life is

The Voices

The Voices prose poem

One haunting night, I traversed alone in a dark and lonely forest. The stars above did their best to guide me, But the canopy of branches blocked their light. The sorrow-filled cries of wolves filled the silence, And my heart

Like Cain Of Old

Like Cain Of Old short poem

I placed her as a goddess above me And gazed upon her in awe and worship I harvested the best of me And brought it before her in words and deeds My very soul I placed upon her altar My

Jack And The Box

Jack And The Box long poem

Ladies and gents, You don’t know Jack. Hence I wax poetic To remedy that. Jack has a knack For following the pack. This fool dives in the pool To swim with the rules. He doesn’t judge it lame To remain

Silent Comfort.

Silent Comfort. short poem

Rain on my pane, Making a mirage of raindrops, You may drizzle, Come as a downpour, Or take me into a tempest. Touch me when lonely, Weave into my heart, Dripping with comfort, Soaking the soul, In your silent ways.

Goodbye And Farewell

Goodbye And Farewell short poem

Goodbye, land and farewell, woman Never was the pleasure mine Of drunken slumber on your lap Nor the warmth of hand on hand Never the sizzle of lip on lip Or the balm of quietly being Never did I explore

Lost Pick Found Pick

Lost Pick Found Pick short poem

The day I picked my black lucky pick It glided down the strings of my guitar strings Thin as a feather tough as a shell Kept it safely and it treated me well Tucked within the strings Next to the

To Be Loved

To Be Loved short poem

I want to be the exception to your tenacious nature. I want to be the reason you desire a refined version of yourself. I want to be the one who demolishes the barriers you have constructed around your being. I

A Thrilling Blast

A Thrilling Blast short poem

I have a box and that’s for a fact- from which an act is being lead. With scripts of wild puns that overlap, it banters back while remaining intact! Equipped with taunting realizations that retort- with hiss as they push

In A Box

In A Box prose poem

In a box with rusty padlocks in a corner of my head, Are the broken toys of a childhood, laid to rest in premature separation. Drowned emotions and strangled feelings, together dressed in black, Are shadows of an inquisitive soul

Poetry

Poetry short poem

The moon spends her beauty and wins the hearts of many, The poet spends his heart and makes him free . .

I Saw You

I Saw You short poem

‘I saw you standing beside the tree Surrounded by lush of greenery A beauty, that everyone would be Jealous ,to this pleasure, that I see As gentle winds whispers tenderly At nearby hills and through the valley The meadow glows

My Pen

My Pen short poem

I use you to write my sin, everything that makes my head spin. You know my deepest fears and know all my tears. You have felt my broken heart and tortured soul, like a horror movie doll. You have felt

Writing Pain

Writing Pain short poem

I love to write with an Ink pen But my Ink is not an ordinary one With colors like blue, red or green I have an ink pot full of tears Whenever my pen dries I fill it up with

Earth Is Fertile

Earth Is Fertile short poem

Awaken like the swelling sun, My exotic lust takes a slow run Awaken like the genesis of day, My sweet love sings this midday A new sound is heard like the call of a bird, My will sobs at the

Tribute To A P J Abdul Kalam

Tribute To A P J Abdul Kalam short poem

You are not history, You are the victory. You were even not selected in air force, But you commanded all armed forces. You had a vision, You completed impossible mission. You are not only a guide, You are india’s pride.

Committed

Committed short poem

A flash point in ocean becomes omnivorous eating the boats. The sharks unstick and sleep on waves for another abeyance. Sitting on the wheels of a tank, men waited for the revolution to scoop a scorched motherhood where the children

Use Your Imagination

Use Your Imagination short poem

Dull, dark, dank and desolate, Standing amidst the crowd of all things ignored. It mulls over the utter uselessness of being bestowed, Upon the creatures that so nonchalantly wave it off. What purpose does it serve, what fortune does it

Sonnet for Saving the Nature

Sonnet for Saving the Nature sonnet poems

Something is just not right, When I roam these places.. Only thing that’s in my sight; The same weary faces…. Indifference to what’s going on, Every where the same problem.. What we had it’s gone, And not even a trace

Paradise

Paradise long poem

The wild waves lashed out in all suddenness To suck me away into a watery wilderness To drown me alive, embalm me with salt The devil and the deep sea could not halt The onslaught in love which turned into

I Was Closing The Weeping Chapter

I Was Closing The Weeping Chapter short poem

When terror strikes, fear inside you makes a hissing sound, breaks the vessel. Pain spurts out. Your limbs swell like sapphires in a naked suffering. You were searching the face of your dead brother on burning ghat. And then on,

A Tiny Drop Of Tear

A Tiny Drop Of Tear long poem

A tiny drop of tear Washes away my fear Enlightens my heart with hope Encourages me towards the Lords’ rope Eyes shedding the waters Drops,tip top and the cheeks wet Somewhere,in me,the pain rattles I confuse people with this rain

Atlantic City, Not A Place

Atlantic City, Not A Place long poem

Atlantic City, not a place but the fragment Of a memory that lights up bright and garish In the starless night when day is done When ragged dreams arise from murky beds Beneath the waves washing up like seaweed On

A Mother

A Mother long poem

A mother will suffer real agony for her child to feel adored And will cry so many tears to have her child to understand being truly loved She will teach her child the true meaning of good and bad And

The Power Of Love

The Power Of Love short poem

Love is the power, in the center of your soul That makes you feel needed And wanted and whole It is the force within that heals the wounds of life That eases your anguish and lessens your strife It’s giving

Survival

Survival short poem

Unslept- hangman, flees from the noose. The day had come to execute. A thought had become a fear but fear was not a thought. Naked in the moon a wolf wants move of something leaning on the hills of thirst,

White As Snow

White As Snow short poem

Today, if you will hear My voice, and harden not your heart, Then of Me, And My Kingdom, You shall have a part. Behold, I stand at your door and knock, whomsoever lets me in, I shall Heal them, and

No More Hate

No More Hate short poem

Happy happy is the day When we can run, laugh jump and play Without fear of dying Or losing today No more anger No more hate No more grieving That’s always too late I am not blue And you are

Looking Back

Looking Back short poem

half-clad cult of violence boiling their soulmates roasting the foes one by one killed by a ligature they were building the dams to harvest the power from tears fear climbs on your shoulders unburns hydrocarbons a train moves through the

Riku

Riku short poem

All I fear means nothing If I just focus on what defeats the fear itself My fear is the what if Or the I don’t My fear is the things People Places And reality that is out of my reach

Welcome to Hell

Welcome to Hell short poem

Welcome, welcome I’ve waited for you. Now pray tell, what did you do? Walk passed the hungry, ignoring you knew? Or was it more sinister thought through and well planned? I see you have blood smeared on your hands. You

Savage Breeze (Ode To A Sad Balloon)

Savage Breeze  (Ode To A Sad Balloon) ode

Oh, to be a sad balloon… and sail the wayward wind alone To leave this troubled world behind, embark upon the vast unknown Yet somewhere.. I can hear the soulful song that loneliness intones I realize that there are things