This is my first and only poem.
I wrote this when I was single and struggling to understand what it was that I loved about the feminity of women.
I’ve never really studied, let alone, read much poetry. I could only imagine how terrible this poem may be to someone who actually knows their shit.
Regardless, I enjoyed writing it.
Check it out:
A Better Man
What do I like about a woman?
I could tell you about the shape of her hips
The plumpness of her lips
The curl of her smile or the way she’s styled
But that’s not what I love about women
I love their willingness to be emotional without regard
Which forces me to be stoic when times are hard
I love how they can fill a room with pleasure and joy
Shying hardened men into hopeless little boys
They always seem to test a man’s patience
Some even acting as if they’re high maintenance
Because what is a man if he can’t endure
Such trivial matters within life’s grandeur?
So this begs the question
What does a woman demand from her man?
To lead when no one can
To forgive and understand
To create a path of his own when none is at hand
Now ask me a better question
What is it that I love about women?
It’s that my yearning for them
Become, a better man.