Feminine nature is an eternal mystery and a source of inspiration for poets of all times. This collection contains poems that celebrate the tenderness, strength, wisdom, and beauty of the feminine principle, its multifaceted nature, and its amazing ability to transform the world around us. Each piece is a declaration of admiration for the magic that lies within women's souls.<\/p>\n
\nWithin her lies a centuries-old secret, Like the sea\u2014deep and tender, Sometimes sad, sometimes mischievous, Always beautiful and faithful. She knows how to be the dawn, Give warmth in the midst of winter, With a sunny spring greeting, Drive doubts from the darkness.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nA woman's heart<\/h2>\n
\nIt can forgive everything, Love without measure, without reserve, And even withstand a storm, Preserving warmth and tenderness - sweet. So much wisdom lives in it, Patience, affection and care, It will not betray hope And illuminates all work.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFeminine tenderness<\/h2>\n
\nLike the petals of spring roses, Like the whisper of the wind in a summer field, Your smile is a stream of happiness, A soul warmed by the dawn. Your eyes are two oceans, One can drown in them forever, You heal the soul early, Like the kindest person.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFeminine power<\/h2>\n
\nNot in a scream, not in a fight with fate, but in her quiet courage, she stands alone like a mountain, preserving the comfort of her native nest, in her home. Able to withstand adversity, to shelter children from storms, to go through pain and bad weather, without losing her soul.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nWomen's wisdom<\/h2>\n
\nShe wasn't born in books, But is carefully kept in the heart, Like the light of a distant window, Which won't fade into the darkness. She knows how to understand Without words, without long explanations, To console, to listen, to embrace, To dispel the ghosts of doubt.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFemale fidelity<\/h2>\n
\nShe is neither loud nor proud, but stronger than stone and made of steel, her soul reliable and firm, she has remained faithful through the years. Temptations will not shake her, other people's words will not deceive her, her vows are so beautiful, like pure, holy oaths.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFeminine beauty<\/h2>\n
\nIt's not just in the mirror that she's seen, not just in dresses and outfits, but in the way she glows, when her eyes sparkle. A woman's soul is beautiful when she knows how to be herself, when she lives with a dream and shares her love.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe feminine mystery<\/h2>\n
\nNo one has figured her out. For thousands of years, man has tried in vain to understand, searching, but finding no answer. Sometimes tender, sometimes strange, sometimes close, sometimes far away, her soul is like the vast sea, boundless and deep.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nWomen's happiness<\/h2>\n
\nIt lives in simple things: in a son's smile in the morning, in the warmth of home walls, where a cozy evening awaits in the breeze. In loving and tender embraces, in flowers given with soul, in simple and serene dreams, in harmony with oneself.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFeminine maternal tenderness<\/h2>\n
\nThere is no greater affection in the world than that which a mother gives to her child. It is more reliable and kinder than all the feelings that live on earth, in the world. Her love knows no bounds. She is ready to give everything, sometimes forgetting herself, just to embrace her child.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nWomen's intuition<\/h2>\n
\nA mysterious but true gift\u2014to anticipate events, to see where deception lies, to understand without unnecessary embraces. She cannot be deceived by words, she reads between the lines, touches the soul with her hands, as if she sees the whole outcome.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFeminine tenderness of spring<\/h2>\n
\nLike the first snowdrops in the snow, breaking through the cold barrier, you bring light to the shores of hearts, bringing spring, your love as a reward. Your smile is like the first ray that melts the snow in frosty February, you drive away the clouds of gray thoughts and leave joy on the earth.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFeminine grace<\/h2>\n
\nIn her light gait, in the smoothness of her movements, in the grace that is so natural, as if created from pleasures, from music that flows everywhere. She knows how to transform moments into a magical dance full of beauty, giving inspiration to those around her, like flowers blooming in spring.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nFemale sacrifice<\/h2>\n
\nShe is ready to give everything, Forgetting her own needs, Just to help her loved ones, To be there in the cold and frost. Her love is self-giving, It does not require rewards, For her, happiness means Being a support for loved ones, like a garden.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nWomen's inspiration<\/h2>\n
\nShe is a muse for poets, a dream for artists, the source of a thousand stories, endless beauty. Her eternally youthful image has inspired the creators of centuries, it resounds in every string instrument, in every word and verse.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Feminine nature is an eternal mystery and a source of inspiration for poets of all times. This collection contains poems celebrating the tenderness, strength, wisdom, and beauty of the feminine\u2026<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[59],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-135084","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stihi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135084","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=135084"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135084\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":136662,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135084\/revisions\/136662"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=135084"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=135084"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/imgist.ru\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=135084"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}