Woman

A mini discription of what a woman is in their magistic many colors

Melody you move
Moving towards me I move to the beat of that melody
My heart beats to the rhythm of that melody
Sets the soul alight
Woman you are a beautiful song
You move nation’s faces and make hearts have restful places
You like a book of poetry
With words so solemn pure lady “flowetry”
You sing a song we live along the beat of your gong
We go out of the tracks you whip us into place with that feminine touch
True powers of a goddess.
With your hands you hold
The minds of wiry souls
With your mind you touch the hearts and make them whole
Nothing moves like a rhythm of a woman of such a soul

Reviews

[SiyaMetaphoric]

I'm horrible wen it comes to punctuating nd grammar bt ill try work on it

[Nonny]

Alright I will admit that the begining feels a little off blance with the rest of the poem, just untill 'You move nations...' after that I like it. You need to add commas and fullstops to the end of some lines. But this has real merit.