Welcome to happy womens day 2017 folks. its been long since we have met right ! today we will be posting some of the best poems for this happy womens day. we know that poems are the best way to express ourselves and yes these are these best poems you will ever read folks. so lets get on to todays post on happy womens day 2017.
Women's Day PoemsGod Created A Woman
He Brought Her Onto This Earth
To Play Various Vital Roles
Till Her Last Breath!!
She Plays As A Kid,
Adopts Her Mom's Way of Living
Respects Her Fellow Beings
Hugs Her Dad And Mom Very Frequently.
She Plans For Her Future
Well In Advance, Draws A Map
of How To Shape Her Career
And What Kind of Job Suits Her ??
After Certain Number of Years
She Plans & Thinks, How To
Adjust With New Family She Gets
And How To Be With Them.
Continuing Her Personal Life
Journey Being A Daughter, Sister
And, Moves On To Be
The Wife, Then Mother
Then, Sister-In-law, Aunt,
She Has To Balance Her
Personal Life With Professional Life
May Be As A Teacher, Software Engineer,
Farmer, Airforce Officer, In Navy, As An
Accountant, Auditor, Manager, Director,
President, Minister, And Many Many Moreee!!!!!!
She Is The Chief Chef
Learn & Prepare New Recipe
Play With Her Kids,
Spend Some Valuable Time
Teaching Her Kids &
Spend Sometime Talking
To Her Near & Dear One's.
Sacrificing Many Things
In Her Life, Joins Her New Family
But, Some Husband's May
Or May Not Recognize Her Value.
Still, I Find Many Men
Criticizing, Comparing, Insulting,
Instead Should Encourage,
Support Women To Come Up !!
Women's Are Physically
And Mentally Strong.......
They Can Sustain Any Sort
of Problems...They Are The
Best Encouragers On This Earth.
They Cry To Burst Out
Their Feelings, Sorrows,
Pains, Hurts And Increase
Their Will Power By Smiles
And Laughter :) :)
At Present, Women Are Bold,
Brave, Great Achievers, Hard-workers
Women Are There In Each & Every Field
Progressing More Than The Men !!!!!
It’s the day to think
For all that the world have done
To the charming colour pink
They chased her that day
They stormed all her life
Her blurred eyes did say
With self arrested courage
They pulled down her confidence
With their harsh and sharp image
They made her to cry
They turned her life to hell
And forced her to die
A word full of hope
She made her way out
And learned how to cope
With patience she strives
Caring, bearing and working
Still struggling with life…
She is a mother and she is a friend.
She is a sister a survivor to the end.
Ask her worries, we don't care.
Wipe away her tears, they are invisible as air.
She laughs, helps comfort, and hides her pain.
When you struggle she pulls you through
Complain and create a mess.
Provide stress and leave her feeling depressed..
Push her away and ignore her advice.
Tell her she is nothing without thinking twice.
Told she was nothing and would always be used just for pleasure forget her pain.
Does as you need in order for you to be free.
Ignores your ignorance and tolerates your flaws.
You call her Bitch, Slut, Hoe and Tramp
She answers with pride dignity and a complete loss of self.
You call her nothing.
I call her Strong, Smart, Sensual, Caring, Giving, Surviving, Tolerant and powerful
I call her WOMAN!
Woman divine! Hear my voice;
You are a goddess of beauty in every right,
You have strength to move a mountain in my heart,
Your beaming face, a most spectacular sight!
With your words you'll heal
the most scarred of minds,
With your hands you soothe
wounds of all kinds.
With your belief in me
you push me to prevail,
With you by my side
I can surely never fail.
Your love for all things
inspires my life,
Your sheer determination
will surpass any strife.
I am not worthy to know you
yet here you are,
to still the fears in my heart
a feeling quite bizarre.
You deserve only the best and may you find it,
may your dreams come true and your spirits soar.
May you find happiness in all the right places,
and may it last forever more.
She is the epitome of strength
The sun from which all seek life,
Under her breast, we are nourished
In her embrace, we are warmed.
This woman works,
Cultivates her field as the sun rises
Stirs her pot as the sun sets.
This woman, my mother.
She is the continuation of a lineage
The link between past and future
The present, a missing rib to one son of Adam.
Her eyes are not only windows to the soul
But a reflection of her society.
This woman works,
Gains knowledge in books and art
The light that guides all around her.
This woman, my sister.
She is the glue that pieces together a broken heart
The blanket of warmth from a cold shoulder
Rosa Parks on a bus seat
She symbolizes beliefs and faith.
This woman works
The star that shines in the darkest of nights
The way that bears the will of a people.
This woman, my lover and friend.
This woman works
And today I celebrate her.
I never saw her break from her cocoon
but in daydreams I envisioned the pain of stepping out from the warmth
fighting a battle with gravity and air
to spread her majestic wings and paint the clouds with bright colors
yet the clouds heavy with rain, hid the sun and the rainbow
and the ground beckoned her to fall, calling her ugly.
She was born a princess, her father the King….
If beauty lay in the eyes of the beholder
she was the orphan, born out of wedlock
a victim to the lack of an identity
of royal blood, but swimming in a pool shallow to her reflection
her crown awash in the sea
the depth of the ocean beckoning her drowning body,
calling her ugly.
celebrate her victories over waves and gravity
she is your mother and your sister
your daughter and your lover
she paint the rainbow with her wings….
the stars are her footprints in the night sky
leaving diamonds in her wake.
That's the stuff that she's made up of.
She has within her,
Layers of depth to her thoughts and feelings.
Seemingly translucent to tantalize your imagination.
Only to uncover layer upon layer,
Peeling off to reveal yet another layer.
That's not what she's made to be.
Her layers serve only to protect,
Her very core of being.
From the harsh glare of unenlightenment.
Generously sharing her genuine being,
Only to those she trusts with her core.
Resisting not her many womanly charms.
But be swept up by her many facets and dimensions,
Uttering, "What astonishing femininity!"
Thank You For Reading Happy Women's Day PoemsLadies who've dared to dream big, ever since they were little girls.
For the diversity and talent that lie within a feminine heart,
For the courage and determination that prevents us falling apart.
Where once over, visions of that scale, could never have been believed.
Ladies, stand up and be counted, smile at how far we have come
And Cherish every single day, as daughter, wife, companions or mum.
As a little girl with a passion, is an inspiring woman of tomorrow.
So celebrate all women, and acknowledge the great things they do
And tell a lady close to your heart, just how much she means to you.
This Year Women’s Day is going to be celebrated on 8 of March, 2017. And to motivate and inspire or increase the spirit of women around the world we are mentioning the top 10 inspirational We hope these will encourage you to start a new fresh beginning in your life. This women’s day try to something that will please your mind and soul. You can also help other women or join the company of your friends to celebrate this happy women day. This women’s day spread these amazing with all the women to motivate them. We also wish you a very Happy Women’s day to all.