Poetry Blogs (2017, Woman)
Friday 7th September 2018 2:31 pm
An innocuous, yet mysterious woman walks into the local bar. She approaches the Bartender and says in a flat tone, “Water please.”
She is around 5 feet tall. She has long, dark, slightly stringy hair. Her eyes are very dark, almost black. Her clothes are old and worn.
He says, “Honey this is no place for you. You should go back where you came from.” A man taps her on the shoulder and ask, “H...
Tuesday 21st August 2018 12:35 am
A Rose in mystique colours
Loving, and elegance
A Daisy as white as snow
Pure and refined
Sometimes broken and beautiful
But a woman perfectly made she is
She dances in trials and pain
Learning a new step everyday
For she knows a flowers needs rain to bloom
Each different, peculiar and beautiful
Cause a flower will bloom in it's time
For each is a Queen in her life, and you ca...
Thursday 9th August 2018 11:45 am
I watched you working
Treading carefully through
The forgotten orders
Excusing your colleague’s forgetfulness
You had a youthful beauty
But your eyes looked older
Than what your body gave away
Forgive me for writing this
But your smile seemed genuine
And that caught my eye
I liked that.
Saturday 19th May 2018 10:32 pm
I can can bang on the walls but to you it just sounds like a knock on the door.
I can scream until my breath runs short and my lungs hurt but to you it just sounds like a whisper.
My eyes think it’s an open door and that I can walk right through but my heart shows me that it’s bullet proof glass and I’m only going to hurt myself if I try to leave.
Friday 2nd March 2018 3:18 pm
When will I start living my life?
When will I be a size 8?
Have Double Ds
Have boys falling over me
Have an arse as big as Kylie's
When will my Prince arrive?
In Air Max and some Adidas
Or if I'm lucky, he might even kiss me
Take me home, then leave me
Unsatisfied and alone
It's all experience though
Only then will I be ha...
Tuesday 23rd January 2018 9:01 pm
in the mirror?
When did her hair
start to turn grey? What
happened to the young girl
who used to laugh and play?
Who is this woman in the mirror?
When did these wrinkles appear? What
happened to the young girl whose parents
used to call "Dear"? Who is this woman
in the mirror? When d...
Thursday 9th November 2017 11:01 pm
How does a girl become a woman?
The first time her royal blue skirt
Was stained with drops of blood
Tainted childhood's innocence
Of fertility's awakening.
Rules had chained her feet from crossing
The bridge towards a boy playing
His piece in a saxophone
Lullabies of attraction
A petty love from the ashes of lust.
Chains rang as she heavily walked
Up the stairs of her fantasies
Sunday 10th September 2017 3:33 pm
A voice sang through the pavement of your innocence. You wondered.
But ignored to listen. Then, regret eventually rushed through you when neglecting the voice has turned into a warning.
"I can do this...everything..."
And that same innocence blanketed your sight towards what could have been done. Such naivety comforted you with rising above the warning. By pushing yourself. So hard....
Sunday 20th August 2017 3:50 pm
Being a woman is not simply belonging to a certain demographic. It is a privilege not to be taken lightly.Being a woman is being an indestructible soldier in a Historic Movement of Epic proportions. Flourishing in the knowledge that you are a part of something so special is utterly gratifying and nothing short of a miracle. An elite member of a Universal Society comprised of The Global Community a...
Saturday 12th August 2017 7:07 pm
Step Into the recesses of my heart, mind and soul. participate in stimulating ,thought provoking but brutally honest chats. Whether its company ,advice or a need to vent or simply laugh, no topic is off the table. Un-accepting sanctimonious non-humans, so blinded by their ignorance and fear they can't see the beauty in the unique-ness of each of us are Not welcomed. With the magic within words I...
Saturday 12th August 2017 5:27 pm
You look at me and forget
I was strong before I was pretty
You disregard my mind in hopes that my heart is a path leading you to my body and briefly
I regret to have met you, you see my eyes before you hear my voice
For you have already forgotten the first rule; I am strong
So when I love, I love strongly
And when I hurt, I hurt badly
But when I scream, ...
Tuesday 18th April 2017 9:32 am
as distant in their sleep
as cars upon the street
bums and bumpers
back to back
in a life
as the words
at their wedding
Wednesday 23rd March 2016 9:03 pm
Breasts are something to be ashamed of, something to hide,
Yet something that a kid will suck on just to stay alive!
Something everyone once depended on once in their life
Yet something evil, something I must hide
A man's nipples are useless and yet just fine
The woman's are lewd tho to a hungry baby divine
To wear one layer of clothing!
A sin God forbid despite the sweltering heat
Friday 22nd May 2015 7:09 am
Remember all the times we had?
Holding my hands in the wind
Listening to our music
I did what I could to make you proud
But don't you dare forget
How horrible you made me feel.
I gave you my life and soul
My heart in hand and everything that could be imaginable.
Just to break me on our anniversary.
And lead me on like a little toy of yours.
Remember when I...
Sunday 17th May 2015 3:58 am
I want a woman
who knows she's beautiful but still lets me tell her;
a woman who'll grab my hand
when she feels like she can't go any further;
a woman who'll still kiss me
when I haven't had a shave in about a year;
a woman who knows
that she casts away my blues whenever she's near.
I want a woman
who knows that no matter how hard life ge...
Monday 6th May 2013 4:44 pm
Friday 26th April 2013 12:48 am
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
I know, strawberry has charm
But this time, it is a moon in spring temples
A Call beaming in the morning
And a mascot painted on god's arm
Your lips proclaim another speech
About angels ceremony for love
Which conduct there in paradise
Over fire, under ice
Near the golden beach
That nobody can reach
I know strawberry has...
Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:16 pm
The wind waves.
We have hello’s
We rest by the river,
Watching the boats
Glide over glass.
The boys never
Did well at school.
Everything is orange,
And we cannot know
If the sun is bleaching
The leaves, or if
The night washes
Away the colour
Shades of grey....
Friday 5th August 2011 6:27 am
And she was the empty-head,
Though she couldn't help it
She wasn't helping herself.
Eyes wide shut; a handbag
Of hand-me-downs and scratchcards,
Screaming at the day-in
The hallway was always
Clogged with junk,
The kitchen table tasted
And it would rain,
One day, and you'd...
Tuesday 19th July 2011 9:31 pm
You don’t see me; you ignore me totally cos I mean nowt to you. ...
Tuesday 19th July 2011 1:16 pm
I was the reluctant lover
She was a Goddess divine
I was not as brave as a man should be
And so her heart was never mine
Oh, am I the fool of legend
Am I the only one
Who loved and lost as I never tossed
My hat in the ring till the girl was gone?
And as I look at the picture
Her face and smile come to mi...
Tuesday 29th June 2010 1:29 am
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