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Feminism Poems

Displaying 11 poems from the Feminism genre.

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Boys Will Be Boys — Hannah Firth	Boys will be boys, But girls will grow up in a world, Where their body determines their worth, Wearing a crop top somehow inviting-- The visible...	195 views Rate it
Destruction — Amethyst9	I was influenced to believe from an immature age that feminine architecture is at the lowest foundation of the predominantly male-run social power. The...	15 views Rate it
To be a woman — Lauren Matthews	To coat the skin in body butter, expensive cosmetics and fine silk, and still feel unsatisfied Gripping youthful pictures with withered skin, ...	13 views Rate it
Her — Catherine Christinal E	She found light in the dark In the dust she lay And took into a shape Of new spirit and imagination Leaving all the false pretensions Turning away...	7 views Rate it
Remember to rest — Jananee mohan	Remember to rest Be your own guest Are your dreams wild and do live your own By now you should know you are second to none Iron embers in your veins...	5 views Rate it
DON'T BLAME EVE — Nandhini Iyappan	If not the history that is deliberately deceiving then, Why is the narrative purposefully misleading. Who puts in the jurisdiction and Why does one...	4 views Rate it
Periods — Aayushi Yadav	I bleed for 8 days per month, Continuously... But I'm still alive Isn't it funny? Period; is the Blood Which is from the War But it's the Blood ...	2 views Rate it
Fire tests gold, while suffering tests women.” — Sky blue	Test the fire against gold, And test the suffering against women, But do not let the flames consume, Nor the pain define. For gold may gleam in the...	1 view Rate it
Pure Woman — Akshaya Patwal	Does her lips appear as rose petals or does it hold a cigarette between them, A pure woman does she make the earth divine as she walks or does she walk...	1 view Rate it
NOT YOURS — Manuella Agum	A skirt is not an invitation— It never was, it never will be. Yet you leer as though it’s a contract, Like my body signs away my dignity. You call...	0 views Rate it
The rib — Alexa Pace	It actually is her fault. Her hobbies of dreary long reading incomparable to her thrill seeking, violent, seething, inspiring counterpart, better part....	0 views Rate it