I thought of EvE, when ADAM trusted her
They were both banished, became so unpure
But they have made it, and mankind began
You and me here we are, we owe them one.
I remember HELEN, and why she ran away
Because of her beauty, cities became astray
But who would ever doubt, a maiden so inlove
She would do it again, for the man that she loves.
Also there's Diana, the only England's rose
With her beauty and charm, instantly we froze
As she walks with her grace, her worries are kept
Then she went all at once, the whole world wept.
And who would forget, CLEOPATRA so great
With her brains and her beauty, men pile at her gate
She can charm anyone, who attempts to be near
But be ready for the pain and the hurt, do you hear.
Hey, there's HERA, the sole Olympus Queen
She will hinder anyone, who comes in between
Her eyes, her intuition, she believes all her life
A true picture of wife... the always jealous wife.
Ah women, Some are EVE, some are DIANA
CLEOPATRA, HELEN, or the goddess HERA
Whoever we are, whoever we may be
Let us do what we're called for, we are WOMEN and all.
wow, this is brilliant i love the way you interpret the women in various forms although I am a little disappointed because you prefer to choose Hera rather than Athena : p but after all, this is a great poem thanks for sharing
@Adheez Van Der Beanthz- I thank you for sparing time for my poem. I love Athena too, but when I was writing this piece I thought of Hera who will represent a wife who is always jealous, funny though, but maybe I will find time to write about the strong and brainy Athena SOON. Again, thank you.
I like your accuracy in words, a new vision. Very very good. We have to remember that. We are just women coming back to our history
You have written in praise of women's beauty and talent. Some for men too, perhaps? ? ?
i loved it especially the stanza about diana, princess of wales
Beautifully penned this poem about women... that is why I love them!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ah, women, good piece, although some may not be a thing of beauty as they age.