Poems About: WOMAN

I am not a man of many women

Neither am i a man of few. read more »

And God created man!
Yellow, black and white men
They all love each other?
Yellow men in Asia read more »

Little Women
all in voice
giving others
little choice read more »

Our whole existence revolves
Her presences around make things transform
She has a vision
Capable to strengthen read more »

A Man And His Woman, Holds Each Other
A Man And His Woman, Best Friends & Lovers
Sticking Closer, Than All Newcomers
Taking On, All Confronters read more »

I remember the women of my past
How to them, I was just a plaything
Relationships that would never last
After they took all I had to bring read more »

Pollination**

No days have passed I didn’t find
A woman I desired. read more »

I'M TIRED OF WOMEN
I'M TIRED OF STRIFE
TIRED OF LOVING
TOO HIGH OF A PRICE read more »

I DON'T ENVY WOMEN
NO I DON'T
THE STUFF THEY HAVE TO GO THRU read more »

A strong woman works out every day,
Pride in her appearance she portrays,
But a woman of strength kneels to pray,
Her soul in shape, God leading the way. read more »

I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.

A passionate woman writhes about, grabs you with her hands without looking where, clasps you, kisses you, even bites you and hurries to reach her climax as soon as she can. She has no time to display her sexual organs, no time to examine, touch with the hand and kiss your sexual organs, she is in such a hurry to slake her passion. Having slaked her passion, the passionate woman will fall asleep. The sexual organs of a passionate woman are dry. A passionate woman is always in some way or another mannish. read more »

Hats off to the woman, who bears children
With labor-pains, completing family;
Hats off to the woman, who rears the young,
Making her babies suckle at her breasts; read more »