• Congratulations to the woman on March 8 classic. Poems of famous poets about women. Long live the girls with and without pigtails

    27.09.2019

    May women on March 8
    The flowers of the garden will bloom!
    Bouquets, chocolates, gifts
    Men all year round carry!

    Dreaming of receiving a gift
    Hear the best congratulations
    Let it not end up in a box
    No vacuum cleaner, no cauldrons!

    We wish you bloom and smell!
    Keeping pedicure in order
    So that the man's gaze falls stealthily
    For your perfect manicure!

    Congratulations on March 8,
    We wish you great love
    Success, joy, fun,
    Good luck, laughter and luck.
    And you will be forever young
    Beauties to be known.
    We wish to waste less nerves,
    So that you all know first!
    We are writing this greeting -
    To appease our hard-to-reach.

    Let the snow still be around, and the wind blowing in the back,
    But from the south side there was a warmth
    And men rush to give flowers to women,
    To congratulate them on a wonderful Women's Day.

    And every woman will be pleased
    For a holiday, get at least one flower,
    Feel loved and desired
    Of course, to hear congratulations in verses!

    On this spring day
    The sun is shining brighter
    Without any doubts,
    There will be a holiday, then!

    A holiday for all loved ones
    Our lovely women!
    Delicate and beautiful
    Young forever!

    We glorify you,
    You are spring for Russia!
    We congratulate you!
    Mothers, wives, sisters!

    I congratulate you on the holiday of spring
    May the days be full of happiness
    You have a lot of tenderness, kindness and warmth
    And let dreams come true soon.
    Let life give surprises again
    And let love live in the heart
    I can't take my eyes off you
    May grace be with you.
    Let the positive bring the martok
    With all my heart, congratulations.

    Today, on the day of March 8,
    I want to wish you
    Good luck to you, sun, happiness
    And never lose heart.
    Blossom like yellow mimosas
    Be slim like a cypress
    Don't be prickly like a rose
    And be gentle like a daffodil.
    Let it cover from bad weather
    Your beloved hand
    And you live for others for happiness
    And never be sad!

    Let the frosts stand
    And the snow has not melted yet,
    But fluffy mimosas
    Paved the way for spring!

    And gifts are received
    Women from all sides
    Flowers are being handed to them now,
    They send a million postcards!

    For them - SMS-ok mountains,
    Where congratulations are hidden
    Expressing to all the ladies
    Our boundless delight!

    Women! You're so brilliant!
    And on this women's day of spring,
    We wish you great happiness
    And a dream come true!

    We wish you immeasurable love,
    Bright events, birdsong,
    Bright emotions, inspirations,
    And happiness in life without boundaries.

    We wish that next to you
    The man was who could
    You should be a support constantly!
    And we give this congratulation!

    Everyone wants the same thing:
    So that the necklace is more expensive!
    To a fur coat, so to your toes!
    And another inviting look.
    Dior ink, perfume from Gucci.
    To the Hammer, yes abruptly!
    So that a man, but bigger,
    And with your protection!
    I couldn't give it to you,
    So I only send congratulations!
    On the Day of March 8, by the way,
    It will be very pleasant!

    On International Women's Day
    Men seem to be not lazy
    Wash the dishes and floors,
    Stand by the stove all day
    All for the sake of dear women
    Most beloved and dear ones,
    And on this day they bring flowers
    Goddesses of the highest beauty,
    Men are at their feet that day
    All gently whisper congratulations -
    And kind words flow
    Like a full-flowing river -
    Love, health, beauty
    And dreams come true!

    In early March, we celebrate International Women's Day. Almost every man tries to buy a bouquet of flowers and present it to his beloved woman to congratulate her on the 8th of March.

    But of course, not only wives and mothers are congratulated, but also colleagues at work, teachers, doctors and all women. After all, women work in almost all industries. Many males begin to prepare for this holiday temporarily for the good, picking up gifts or preparing them with their own hands, and some simply save money to buy jewelry or cosmetics.

    But if a poem read from the bottom of the heart is attached to the gift, then such a gift will become doubly pleasant. And in order to make congratulations at least a little easier to find good congratulatory poems, it was decided to collect the best, gentle and beautiful congratulations on March 8 in verses, in one article.

    Earlier, I have already released a similar article where it is. There will be more complete congratulations in this article. For those who are not able to express their feelings in 4 lines.

    In the selection you can find congratulations not only for your wife, but also for your mother, colleagues, your beloved teacher. If reading poetry is not your path, then you can simply write these lines on a postcard and give it along with a bouquet of flowers, which will also be very good.

    Beautiful verses for congratulating women on March 8

    We congratulate you today
    Happy International Women's Day,
    We dedicate our poems to you,
    We place articles in newspapers
    And we sing love songs.
    We wish you from the bottom of our hearts
    May your life be bright
    Let it be strewn with roses
    Your journey through life.
    We wish you truth, happiness, kindness
    Extraordinary and a dream come true
    We wish you light, we wish you stars
    We wish you laughter and happy tears.

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    So many words and congratulations
    You want to say!
    I am so pleased on a spring day
    Congratulations to you, baby!
    Live, dear, for a long, long time.
    As long as you are with me, good luck to me!
    I only love you
    Strongest of all! How else?
    Real wife
    As fate, always one.
    All male half
    In love with the beautiful ladies.
    Congratulations to them today,
    Our dear companions.

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    Let women's day not end
    Streams will sing in your honor,
    Let the sun smile at you
    And men give you flowers.
    With the first chirping of birds
    with the last blizzard
    Happy early spring
    Congratulations!
    And from the heart a sea of ​​joy, happiness,
    we wish love!

    Dear men, we appeal to you
    Love a woman not only day of the year.
    She does not greet her without affection and attention.
    The road to the heart is through the forest of misunderstanding.
    Love a woman for joy and trouble.

    Love a woman like early spring.
    As you learn patience, live in anticipation.
    And a reciprocal desire will arise in her.
    One day her eyes will sparkle with stars.

    Love a woman! Give her flowers!
    But do not promise what you cannot give.
    And the light of the smiles on the lips of the dear ones will go out.
    All promises are absurd and empty.

    After all, every nerve is stretched like a string.
    Don't argue with a woman. Her soul is vulnerable.
    Youth is alive in her, as long as she is loved.
    Love a woman for the fact that she is!

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    I sincerely congratulate you
    With this warm holiday of spring!
    I wish you health, happiness,
    Beauty pleasing to the heart!
    May this day, March 8,
    The lark will sing a song to you,
    A gentle ray will warm you up
    And your love flower will bloom.
    Don't be sad and break your glass
    Luckily for you, not unfortunate:
    Have fun, do not regret laughter,
    This day is the only one in the year!

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    May your day be sunny, beautiful
    And your path will be strewn with roses.
    And every evening, starry, clean, clear.
    O woman, always be happy!
    When, playing with primordial power,
    Mother nature created this world,
    She in you, oh woman, has contained
    All my beauty and grace.
    There is a gust of thunderstorms in you, dawn shine,
    The splendor of the mountains and the holes of the rivers,
    The joy of the eyes, the charm of the soul,
    The world and man are eternal through you.
    Nature has all its art in you
    Captured to say: \ "Praise! \"
    And for you later in a fit of feeling
    She created a man in love.

    On a spring day, let him smile
    You have the sun in the blue sky.
    Nature will wake up from winter
    Warmed by his warmth.
    Once again, joy will make its way into the heart
    Radiant happiness, sweet dream,
    And a warm breeze will rush in
    A flower scent to your home.
    Spring came! And the heart is beating
    In love, in your desire.
    Spring! Let the spring respond
    In my soul, fun and good.

    ******************

    Beautiful and sweet, dear,
    Admiring you with your beauty,
    You walk through life as you float
    You create comfort for all of us.
    I will tell you, my beloved woman,
    How I value you very much.
    I wish you had a starfall
    And every day yours was rich.
    Rich in joy and great fun,
    So that life spins quickly as a merry-go-round.
    In the family, so that there is understanding and love,
    You would experience honeymoon again.

    Gentle words for congratulating women colleagues

    It's better not to find women
    There is simply no better place in the world!

    We are ready to congratulate
    Our dear colleagues!

    We wish you happiness,
    We wish you love!

    And for our beautiful ladies
    We are bringing flowers!

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    You, colleagues, are all with us,
    Simply the highest class!

    And sweet and pretty
    And you are wise, and you are decent!

    On women's holiday you will receive -
    Gifts from us, you, accept!

    Let the blood run through my veins
    Our bouquet of three flowers!
    From all the men of our team
    We hasten to congratulate the lovely women.

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    Knife and ax workers ...
    Sorry mice and keyboards.
    Spring has come, it's time to congratulate you
    Happy Women, opponents of hack-work!
    You are at work from night to morning,
    From morning to day and from day to late night.
    You are like a cool computer with two cores,
    And someone wants a motherboard!
    I wish you not to go on maternity leave by the spring ...
    Then I have to work!

    Today is a wonderful holiday, today is a holiday for Ladies,
    On the morning of March 8, we knocked on the door.
    And I want to wish you health, colleagues,
    Happy to be forever, like roses to bloom,
    To burn in the heart - rays of love,
    So that you shine with happiness, shine from within
    And women's dreams were fulfilled on the holiday.
    Of course, wonderful words, you can't count them all ...
    Adorable people, we are glad that you are!

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    March eighth is a holiday of peace,
    Uniting hearts.
    Let there be a breath of ether in the air
    The employee will breathe in full.
    Work will be a joy in an instant,
    The barefoot will give flowers so.
    And for tea there will be just sweetness,
    The color of sweets is raging!

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    Girls are cute, ringing birds,
    What do you eat like titmouses?
    And without diets, you are good for us,
    And we congratulate you from the bottom of our hearts!
    Be loved by all men
    But stay with the men
    Who loves you more than his life,
    Will love stronger every year!
    Happy women's holiday, we congratulate you,
    We wish you unsurpassed!

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    Happy March 8! Congratulations, colleagues!
    May ups and successes come to you in life,
    And let everything that I wanted come true
    So that joy in your heart, so that you can sing with happiness!

    So that health grows stronger, so that money is found,
    All that is lost to be found
    So that the family is in order, at work, okay,
    To make life run fun and smoothly!

    Poems to the teacher on March 8 from students

    We will learn a wonderful world with you,
    Walking lightly to distant horizons,
    We are getting smarter every day ...
    Thanks for what we found out!

    On the eighth of March again there is a reason
    To express a huge "thank you"
    For wisdom, understanding and honor,
    For the warmth from sincere smiles.

    We wish you bright sunshine
    Spring streams and bird trills,
    Good luck in the implementation of ideas.
    May everything you wanted come true!

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    Spring bright sun
    merry murmur of a brook and perky chirping of birds
    speak eloquently
    that on the eve of March 8 - International Women's Day!
    Lovely and charming women,
    dear teachers, let me congratulate you from the bottom of my heart
    with this wonderful holiday and wish
    so that students always love and respect you,
    and the leadership appreciated your hard work,
    but such a noble and important work!
    Take care of your health and smile more often!
    May there be a sea of ​​joy in your life
    and sadness is only short moments!

    The eighth of March is a miracle date!
    Let's put our trust in the calendars!
    Grateful return day
    Warmth to your teachers!

    For everyone, the teacher has become
    A beautiful unearthly lady
    That impeccable ideal
    That is always next to you!

    And therefore on the honorary list
    Beloved women - through the years
    Among relatives, loved ones, loved ones
    Teacher forever!

    On this day, March Eighth
    A holiday of women of the whole country,
    Everyone sitting at the desk
    To you, Master, we must

    Many warm words of recognition
    Indisputable rightness
    In the difficult matter of education
    In children's souls of kindness!

    Your life is full of toil
    We will always remember you!

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    We want to congratulate everyone with the class now
    Your best teacher!
    On the eighth of March, leave all business
    We wish you on a festive occasion
    Celebrate this day as it should
    All women - at the festive table.
    May the angel always accompany you,
    And protects your house from adversity!

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    For your noble work, for your great work
    Accept our humble bunch today.
    And forgive me for the fact that sometimes in the study
    Delivered - by accident! - you grief.
    You are really like a second mother to us.
    Taught seriously, taught by playing,
    They taught the sciences, taught the good,
    They covered the wind with themselves in life.
    So let the spring breeze carry you
    Hello smiles - for every lesson!

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    We'll all sit down at our desks without noise,
    You will enter the classroom - we will give flowers,
    And we congratulate you on March 8 -
    FROM women's day beauty and dreams.
    You are the very first teacher for us,
    The kindest, most attentive friend!
    And for you on this day, we are with love
    Let's read our poems aloud.

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    March 8th I'm in a hurry to school
    Congratulate the teacher
    I'm worried, as always, a little
    I can control myself!
    I wish her health
    And nerves to take care of
    We treat her with love,
    But we are also disturbing sometimes.

    We value her labor infinitely,
    After all, it gives knowledge to all of us,
    We are not indifferent to her
    Low bow to teachers!

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    I want to wish the dear teacher
    In their work, the promotion is to know
    And always cope with the students,
    And, if necessary, be strict with us.
    May women's day bring you happiness
    Love and beauty, soul flight.
    I want to wish you good health
    And I will congratulate you with love

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    Female!
    To your courage
    The Earth itself was amazed at times.
    We're honest just because
    That you raised us.

    * * *
    Oh Women!
    I love you without memory
    And I can not, admit, resist
    When you knock me down with a smile,
    And I am ready to love you and suffer.

    * * *
    I must confess at this hour,
    What's in the center of the universe -
    You women. We love you,
    As in the first moment of a date!

    * * *
    Glory to our girls
    Delicate and lovely!
    Glory to our women.
    Nice and kind!

    * * *
    There is no reason to call women the weaker sex -
    Among us are talents, warriors, minds,
    But if there weren't men next to us
    Could we reach our heights?

    * * *
    Women are said to be the weaker sex,
    But how many strong men he captivated and conquered!
    There is an unknown strength in a woman's weakness,
    And the eagle needs the caress of the turtledove!

    * * *
    Although there is a lot around the insignificant vanity,
    But be a woman always and everywhere you are.
    Caring and Love, Kindness, and Compassion -
    Here are the eternal features of tender femininity!

    * * *
    Dear women, girlfriends,
    Spring is good to you, like freckles,
    Let the laughter flow from your eyes
    Let worries do not age you,
    Do not work with a load,
    And the husband gives flowers more often,
    May your children decorate Life,
    And there will be Peace on the whole Planet!

    * * *
    Light woman, bride and wife,
    There is a seal of goodness and eternity on it,
    She knows how to love and forgive,
    And therefore nature keeps in it
    Like a secret of secrets, eternal life is an ovary.
    And you yourself suddenly become brighter
    Touching her earthly magic hands.

    * * *
    Is it easy for men to talk about women?
    Neither brother, nor father, nor husband can be revealed
    All the power of beauty that lurks in a woman,
    Capable of inspiring, slaying and conquering,

    * * *
    You, a woman, are a flower, a source and a star,
    Mysterious, tender, beautiful and proud;
    You are the flame of the hearth, the warmth of the family and home;
    You are the light that never goes out on Earth!

    * * *
    March 8 is a solemn day,
    Day of joy and beauty.
    All over the earth he gives to women
    Your smiles and flowers.
    Love a woman, she
    Everything is the reason and the beginning
    Her merit and fault
    In everything that has been, will be, has become.
    There is no good and evil without her,
    Fall, fall at her feet!
    Wherever the road leads
    "Sherche la femme!", "Sherche la femme!"

    * * *
    We wish you many, many happiness,
    A piece of blue sky
    And in it is the coveted star:
    Your love, your dream!

    * * *
    Lovely women, kind, faithful!
    Happy new spring to you, with drops first!
    Peaceful sky to you, radiant sun,
    The happiness of the cherished, the purest!
    You have a lot of affection, warmth, kindness,
    May your dreams come true!

    * * *
    The snow sparkled from the spray of the sun,
    And the wind sings recklessly.
    In March, nature is not at all strict -
    In honor of the holiday of our grandmothers.
    From the southern ends across the open fields
    Spring is coming to us.
    And it became brighter and warmer in the world -
    In honor of the holiday of our mothers.
    The breadth of the sky is clear, deep and pure,
    And the azure expanse beckons.
    Look what beauty is all around -
    In honor of our sisters' holiday.
    Celebrate this day with the beginning of spring
    It was not in vain bequeathed.
    And we will always devote this day
    Women!

    * * *
    Women!
    Without you, there is no bread, no wine.
    Without you, there is no rest, no sleep.
    Without you, any food is insipid
    And there is no darling speech,
    There is no storyteller or shepherd.
    Without you, you will cry from a trifle.
    And the sun's light fades.

    * * *
    Woman
    V. Bryusov
    You are a woman, you are a book between books
    You are a rolled up, sealed scroll;
    There is an excess in his lines and thoughts and words,
    Every moment is insane in his sheets.
    You are a woman, you are a witch's drink!
    It burns with fire, barely got into the mouth;
    But the drinker of the flame suppresses the cry
    And praises madly in the midst of torture.
    You are a woman, and in this you are right.
    From the century removed by a starry crown,
    You are the image of a deity in our abysses!
    We attract an iron yoke for you,
    We serve you, crushing the firmament of the mountains,
    And we pray - for centuries - for you!

    * * *
    Sonnet
    W. Shakespeare
    Her eyes are not like the stars
    You can't call your mouth corals,
    The open skin of the shoulders is not snow-white,
    And a strand is twisted with black wire.
    With a damask rose, scarlet or white,
    The shade of these cheeks cannot be compared.
    And the body smells like the body smells,
    Not like violets a delicate petal.
    You will not find perfect lines in it,
    A special light on the forehead.
    I don't know how the goddesses walk,
    But sweetheart steps on the ground.
    And yet she will hardly yield to those,
    Whom in comparisons lush slandered.

    * * *
    Guryev A.D.
    Your angry tirades
    We are being ground into powder.
    Your bold outfits
    They are just shocking!
    Your tears are burning
    Thick-skinned hearts.
    Your views are moving
    To the waste of the miser.
    Let the champagne be cheaper
    It became at once a thousand times!
    We and now, as from ancient times,
    We appreciate you endlessly!

    * * *
    Guryev A.D.
    We congratulate women -
    Everyone in the world
    Who gave us life
    And life for our children
    Who inspired passionate poetry
    And heavier sins
    And those who every day
    And even every hour
    Curses in every way
    And loves us ...

    * * *
    So that the celebration goes with us sensibly,
    Let the speech, you women, say
    And a gentle opening word
    It will help to convey feelings and desires.
    It doesn't happen every day
    These minutes are rare every year,
    In the spring everything turns green, blooms
    And March calls men to exploits.
    Concerns are only one on March 8:
    Everyone strives to become a gentleman,
    All life is at stake in the morning
    And I want to give and congratulate.
    Let's fill a glass of fun to the brim
    At the feet of beautiful ladies - a bouquet of flowers,
    Let's put aside laziness, resentment and idleness,
    Anyone is ready to sacrifice!

    * * *
    Oh woman! By the hands and by the lips ...
    Ah, woman! By the shoulders and eyes
    From century to century a man destroys himself
    And dies without saying a word!
    And we will all perish! This is the fate
    Early or later - it doesn't matter
    Is it not because we are losing finances,
    Spending them on beer and wine.
    And it's not funny! What a tragedy:
    There will be no us - and the world will end the role.
    Of course, a woman gives birth to children,
    But not one, here is the salt of life!
    We are bound together forever
    And we walk together through the centuries,
    Every March, 8th, with a smart mine
    We are the first toast to our women.
    We love you! Believe me, honestly, we love!
    Even if sometimes insensitive sometimes.
    We'd better chop ourselves to pieces
    But let's never forget women!

    * * *
    "Love" contains the word a lot:
    All feelings, all impulse, all tenderness for you,
    To the beautiful, daring, modest touchy ones,
    To the soul, to the mind, to character, to deeds.
    And on this day, we will forgive you all the whims.
    Flowers, gifts, tender words-
    Well, everything for you is champagne, surprises,
    And let everyone's head spin!

    * * *
    Woman's monologue on 8 March.
    And then he came, the day of my torment,
    It's been a mess in the morning!
    The stream is of ordinary congratulations
    Men-bore, nasty as always.
    And insinuatingly sounds over the ear:
    "Oh, honey, today you're okay!"
    How strange, without pushing the belly,
    He does not go to the TV for hockey ...
    Or maybe they are not so disgusting?
    Or maybe there is something else in them?
    Are we too aggressive?
    Or maybe you need to get into their skins?
    Well, and where did the flowers come from?
    Apparently, I haven't gone to the buffet for a week!
    My eyes seemed to have shed some tears,
    Hurry to the kitchen, burn your dinner!
    Hey! All to the table, who wants to chew.
    March 8th or not?
    And this damn homework
    And yet it’s a pity to say hello to her!
    I want to be so beautiful tomorrow too!
    I want to charm them tomorrow too!
    I want to have that power tomorrow
    Men who can be conquered!

    * * *
    Oh dear ones! Girls! In the light of spring
    Let's confess right away: we need you!
    Without you, we are as pale as Poshekhonsky cheese
    And, like a herring under a fur coat, they are sad
    And like a shark, always hungry
    And, like foliage, pants fall.
    Therefore, therefore, we need you,
    So that you are more often visible in the area.
    So that the forms are large, so that the legs are long.
    And so that kindness is such a width.
    And so that the eyes are so deep.
    And so that the braid is this thick.
    And the waist so that this kind of supper.
    And so that the words of such silence.
    So that the eyebrows are black, so that the cheeks are red,
    So that the curls flow like a river of henna color.
    So that you are young, and slim, and fashionable,
    And pleasant to the eye from any side.
    So that there are clothes where you need to be tight.
    And there was where to slap the lower back.
    And so that a medal for the rise of virgin soil
    She didn’t close it off from us, what makes you all strong.
    So that the biceps are not too powerful
    And the lips that are given to us in sensations,
    So that they are tender and greedy to caress
    And in terms of a friend, and in the sense of a wife.

    I remember a wonderful moment:
    You appeared before me
    Like a fleeting vision
    Like a genius of pure beauty.

    In the languor of hopeless sadness,
    In the worries of a noisy bustle,
    A gentle voice sounded to me for a long time
    And dreamed of cute features.

    The years passed. Rebellious gust of storms
    Dispelled old dreams
    And I forgot your gentle voice
    Your heavenly features.

    In the wilderness, in the gloom of imprisonment
    My days dragged on quietly
    Without a deity, without inspiration,
    No tears, no life, no love.

    Awakening has come to the soul:
    And here you are again,
    Like a fleeting vision
    Like a genius of pure beauty.

    And my heart beats in rapture
    And for him they were resurrected again
    And deity and inspiration,
    And life, and tears, and love.

    There is always a woman's hand
    so that she is cool and light,
    pitying and a little loving,
    as a brother, reassured you.

    There is always a woman's shoulder
    so that you breathe hotly into it,
    leaning against him a dissolute head,
    entrusting him with your rebellious dream.

    There will always be female eyes
    so that they, all your pain is muffled,
    and if not all, then part of it,
    saw your suffering.

    But there is such a woman's hand
    which is especially sweet
    when she's jaded forehead
    touches like eternity and destiny.

    But there is such a woman's shoulder
    which is unknown for what
    not for the night, but forever you have been given,
    and you understood it a long time ago.

    But there are such feminine eyes
    who always look sad,
    and this is until your last days
    eyes of love and your conscience.

    And you live yourself in spite of
    and only that hand is not enough for you,
    that shoulder and those sad eyes ...
    You have betrayed them so many times in your life!

    And here it is - retribution - comes.
    "Traitor!" - the rain hits you backhand.
    "Traitor!" - branches whip in the face.
    "Traitor!" - An echo is heard in the forest.

    You are rushing, you are tormented, sad.
    You will not forgive yourself for all this.
    And only that transparent hand
    forgive, although the offense is heavy,

    and only that tired shoulder
    will forgive now, and will forgive still,
    and only those sad eyes
    forgive everything that cannot be forgiven ...

    I loved you: love still, perhaps
    In my soul it has not completely faded away;
    But don't let it bother you anymore;
    I do not want to sadden you with anything.
    I loved you wordlessly, hopelessly,
    Now we languish with timidity, now with jealousy;
    I loved you so sincerely, so tenderly,
    How God grant you beloved to be different.

    To the glow of the moon, beauty of the night,
    I will add the warmth given by the candle,
    Glittering sugar, the posture of the cypress,
    The murmur of the brook ... And your appearance will come out.

    She walks in all its glory -
    As light as the night of her country.
    All the depths of heaven and the stars are all
    In her eyes are enclosed,

    Like the sun in the morning dew
    But they are only softened by darkness.
    Add a ray or take away a shadow -
    And it will be completely different

    Hair strand agate,
    Wrong eyes, wrong lips
    And the forehead, where the seal of thoughts
    So flawless, so pure.

    And this look, and the color sticks,
    And a light laugh, like a splash of the sea,
    Everything in it speaks about the world.
    She keeps peace in her soul

    And if happiness gives
    That with the most generous hand!

    Confession

    I love you - even though I am mad,
    Although this is labor and shame in vain,
    And in this unhappy stupidity
    At your feet, I confess!
    It does not suit me and beyond my years ...
    It's time, it's time for me to be smarter!
    But I recognize by all the signs
    The disease of love in my soul:
    I'm bored without you, - I yawn;
    With you I am sad - I endure;
    And, no urine, I wish to say
    My angel, how I love you!
    When I hear from the living room
    Your easy step, or the noise of the dress,
    Or the voice is virgin, innocent,
    I suddenly lose all my mind.
    You smile, - I am glad;
    You turn away, - I'm longing;
    For a day of torment - a reward
    Your pale hand to me.
    When diligently at the embroidery frame
    You sit, bending over carelessly,
    Eyes and curls lower, -
    I am in emotion, silently, tenderly
    I admire you like a child! ..
    Should I tell you my misfortune,
    My jealous sorrow
    When to walk, sometimes, in bad weather,
    Are you going into the distance?
    And your tears alone
    And speeches in the corner together,
    And travel to Opochka,
    And a piano in the evening? ..
    Alina! have mercy on me.
    I dare not demand love.
    Perhaps for my sins,
    My angel, I am not worth love!
    But pretend! This look
    Everything can be expressed so wonderfully!
    Ah, it's not difficult to deceive me! ..
    I'm glad to be deceived myself!

    You are spoiled by nature;
    She was addicted to you
    And our eternal praise
    It seems like a boring ode to you.
    You yourself know for a long time
    That loving you is no wonder
    That you are Armida with a gentle gaze,
    That you lightly become a Sylph,
    That your lips are scarlet
    Like a harmonious rose ...
    And our rhymes, our prose
    Before you is the hustle and bustle.
    But the beauty of the memory
    Our heart touches secretly -
    And the lines of careless writing
    I humbly add to your album.
    Perhaps as a memory against one's will
    The one who sang you will come to you
    In the days like Presnenskoe field
    The fence has not been blocked yet.

    Before sunset
    Among the centuries-old trees
    I love unfaithful beauties
    Your eyes and your words.

    Goodbye to the shadow of the night
    The night is as short as a spring dream
    But I know - tomorrow is a new day
    And a new law for you.

    Do not delirium, you are not a forest ghost,
    But the old man did not know fairies
    With such unfaithful eyes
    With such a changeable soul!

    Someone whispers and laughs
    Through the azure mist.
    Only in silence will I feel sad
    Laughter from lovely countries again!

    Again a whisper - and in a whisper
    Someone's caress, as in a dream,
    In someone's feminine breath
    It can be seen forever joy to me!

    Whisper, laugh, honey
    Sweet image, gentle dream;
    You are a stranger, apparently, by force
    Endowed and elated.

    She entered, completely gray,
    Tiredly sat by the fire
    And suddenly she said “I don’t know
    Why are you torturing me.

    After all, I'm young, beautiful,
    And I want to live, I want to love.
    And you humble me by force
    And you beat me to the blood.

    Tell me to be silent? And I am silent
    Tell me to live, chasing love?
    I can't take it anymore, I'm tired.
    Why are you torturing me?

    After all, you love, love, love,
    My heart hurts with love,
    You cannot judge, love cannot be judged.
    Can't you? Leave your "no".

    Throw away a bunch of your inhibitions
    Now, if you sin as a joke:
    Do not torment yourself with insomnia,
    Go crazy, write poetry.

    Or confess your love,
    And if the feeling is not honored,
    You set me free
    Do not kill, but let go. "

    And the woman, almost sobbing,
    Dropping gray strands, she repeated:
    “I don’t know why you are torturing me?”
    He was numb.

    Into the usual twilight
    Suddenly this storm burst.
    By surprise, and there is no time to think:
    “Sorry, I don't know you.

    I did not put the fetters on you "
    And suddenly he asked, barely breathing:
    "What is your name? Tell me, who are you? "
    She answered: "Your Soul."

    Anthem to the Woman

    Every day, as if it was won in battle.
    Who among us has not sobbed in the palm of our hand?
    And who was not chased by the tracker
    Is it in prison, in everyday life, in a feuilleton?
    But neither predation, nor envy, nor revenge
    Couldn't weave a loop for me,
    Because there is
    Female.
    A man's hand is a lever
    Millstones, not teeth in men,
    A rocker in his shoulders
    Wonder thoughts in his wrinkles.
    And a woman's shoulders are a woman
    And a woman's elbow is a woman,
    And a woman's speech is a woman,
    And a woman laughs - a woman ...
    And, yearning for Venus Bush,
    About the captivating witches of Rops,
    I used the stars to guess in my soul,
    I was scratching like a devil under the door.
    On a broomstick or in the foam of the seas
    All the miracles in the world are a mile
    You are the refuge of my torment,
    Female!

    He wore many women in brocade and pearls,
    But I could not find an ideal among them.
    I asked the sage: - What is perfection?
    - The one next to you! - He told me.

    So this wonderful holiday has come - International Women's Day ... or, more simply, March 8! Women deserve to be admired, to be loved, to be dedicated to them victories, paintings, poems ... All in the name of a woman. I hope these verses will help express feelings for your women.

    Cute creatures

    Our lovely creatures!
    Which is the best syllable to choose
    So that your feelings and desires
    To bring down the whole stream on you!
    There is no more charming in the world
    Those beautiful feminine features
    That are hidden in the endless
    Deep of your hearts!
    Love, tenderness and affection,
    The grace of beauty -
    Here are the symbols of female power
    Where we are all slaves in front of you!
    So let it be for many years
    This power will be consolidated!
    Believe me, here we are
    We will not take it away from you!

    Hearty congratulations

    We would like to congratulate you sincerely
    FROM happy holiday spring.
    And the sun's light, and your gaze is clear
    We need it equally.
    May good luck be with you
    In work, in life and in love.
    Live dear ones without hiding
    Your proud smiles!

    Queens

    All women on the day of March 8!
    We are ready to thank you all our lives
    For every meal cooked
    For the kind word spoken,
    For that earthly miracle of miracles -
    Tanyush, Katyusha, Andryushek, Larok, Sevok,
    For all the crown princes and princesses
    I bow low to you, our queens!

    Woman near

    You are next to us at work,
    Although household chores
    Sometimes they still lie on you,
    We, the entire male half,
    Forgive us today
    Because often we men
    We make noise and argue for no reason
    In vain irritating you.
    Let's decide forever:
    Today, tomorrow and beyond
    Men, take care of women
    So that they save the men.

    Wish from the heart

    We sincerely wish you the sun to play,
    So that the birds sing to you about love serenade,
    And that little praised, no need to be offended.
    We wish you success both in love and in the service,
    So that in families you maintain respect and friendship.
    Beauty and health to you for many years.
    May joy come to you, adversity will pass!

    Running March 8

    With a fragrant sprig of mimosa
    March 8 will come to us,
    Fierce frosts will rush away
    Spring will bring us warmth.
    We wish you river happiness
    And the oceans kind words!
    May the feminine beauty forever
    Will give birth to love in a man's soul!

    Happy spring and beauty

    Happy holiday of spring and beauty,
    Congratulations to you today.
    And at the same time I wish you
    To make your dreams come true.

    I give you these lines
    I wish you happiness and love
    Today is your day. Live
    Him, forgetting about everything in the world.

    May your life be one good luck
    Let joy be your ordinary light
    Success accompanies everywhere -
    And never in any other way.

    The best gift for a woman

    What to wish by March 8?
    Good luck, beauty, talent?
    A little more charm?
    The magical powers of charm?
    You have all this with interest!
    Therefore, my tale is like this:
    To the beautiful female half
    Let's give each - a man!

    Just a postcard

    Congratulations on March 8,
    Sorry for not giving flowers
    I sincerely wish you happiness
    AND simple postcard send.
    Everything in it is simple and very beautiful,
    The warmth of my thoughts and words
    I want you to live happily
    She took care of her honor and love ...

    Women's holiday

    The sunlight is bright, bright
    Let it tickle everyone.
    After all, for that the Eighth of March,
    So that laughter is scattered!
    Let the day come bright, bright
    Let the birds chirp
    A warm stream brings gifts
    And blurs the sadness.
    And there will be a feminine-feminine holiday
    In a world all over the place
    The most spring and wonderful
    With the first warmth of the year.

    Like spring

    There are many holidays in the country
    But women's day is given to Spring,
    After all, only women are subject
    Create a spring holiday with affection.
    So be kind, simple,
    Always with a smile on your face!
    Well, in a word, be you
    How befits Spring!

    Wish

    Lovely women, kind, faithful!
    Happy new spring to you, with drops first!
    Peaceful sky to you, radiant sun,
    The happiness of the cherished, the purest!
    You are a lot of affection, warmth, kindness, -
    May your dreams come true!

    Women forever

    The spring ray is invisibly seen,
    The old winter is gone ...
    March. Eighth. And sunny women
    Congratulations, embarrassed, we are.
    The heart in us - in everyone - is torn to pieces -
    So many slender, most beautiful you ...
    Love and great happiness to you
    On this day, we wish you an hour!
    We cut the truth-womb to the mother.
    Maybe part ... Wrong - more ...
    But also know: we love you very much -
    Mother, wife, daughters - hot!
    Forget about the years: years are nonsense!
    You are beautiful and always be young!

    Love to the bottom

    Spring comes every year
    Carrying with me warmth, love,
    And the woman is the stronghold of the family,
    Our blood worries again.

    The snow will melt, the sun will warm
    In the forest, a snowdrop will bloom
    And I want love to the bottom
    Drink, well, if you're lucky.

    And may she always be in my soul
    Women will have men as well.
    After all, we all have one life
    And there is no reason for us not to love.

    Goddess

    Beloved, beautiful, goddesses!
    This is the only way we will call you from now on!
    Seeing beauties in such an accumulation,
    We will fall on our knees before you.
    We honor you, loving with all our hearts,
    Almost idolizing as a creator!

    March is playing

    March is playing
    There are shadows on the icicles
    The sky opened the umbrella blue,
    Happy Women's Day to you -
    Affectionate and sonorous
    With kind happiness,
    Joy in the spring !!!
    May you never find reasons
    You offend you loving men!

    Presents

    Let the first snowdrop
    Will give you tenderness!
    The spring sun will give you warmth!
    And the March wind will give you hope
    And happiness, and joy, and only good!

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