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International Women's Day on March 8 is approaching, besides wishes, wallpapers, and cards for March 8, we can also read and recite cheerful, humorous, and profound poems for our mothers, grandmothers, sisters, aunts, girlfriends, and wives. Surely, they will love it. Additionally, you can read more articles about March 8 such as funny March 8 memes or March 8 cards.
Poetry for March 8, congratulatory poems for International Women's Day
1.
Today, on March 8,
I washed my shirt for you
I saved you a portion of sticky rice
Afraid you'll be grumpy, I ate it for you!
Today, on March 8,
I washed my shirt for you
If you keep nagging,
I'll wash my pants for myself too
2.
Today, on March 8,
Women step in and out,
Let's observe any house,
Women, whether idle or busy, enter and exit,
It may irk us,
But let them come and go,
Otherwise, they'll fence themselves with 'iron gates',
Let's see who can decipher 'in and out'
3.
Today, on March 8,
Women flock to gynecological check-ups,
Some for tests, some for ultrasounds,
Doctors conclude: Due to... excessive desire
4.
On March 8,
Wishing all our women,
Arms full of flowers,
Baskets brimming with fruits,
No worries, just joy,
Going out for a distant trip,
Eating and drinking without restraint,
No bills to pay,
Talking and laughing freely,
Smiling as bright as flowers,
On March 8,
Wishing all our women,
Dressed elegantly,
With makeup, looking like flowers,
Beautiful as a painting,
Opening the phone,
Overflowing with praises...
Returning home in the evening,
Being pampered by the husband,
Oh, how lovely... la... la
5.
Happy International Women's Day!
Women's Day Celebration – Men's Wallet Mourning
Any woman who is good with numbers, cling to your husband's arm today,
For he has worked hard for this day,
Any woman who struggles and toils, take it easy today,
For what's the hurry, forums always have men gifting presents
6.
Observing the melancholic expressions in their eyes,
Of the crowd jostling to buy flowers,
Pity the men among them, including ourselves,
Choosing gifts with trembling hands.
In an instant, strength turns to weakness,
Only obedience prevails without understanding why,
No distinction between the humble and the proud, the happy and the miserable,
All eagerly dive into this epidemic.
Like dried-up streams contorting in the dry season,
Not yet October but already March,
This suffering seems divinely ordained,
Perhaps to test us, oh, the strong gender!
7.
Calling her, Oh dear, Where are you?
On the table suddenly appear a few lines she wrote,
“Out shopping, will be home late,
At home, remember to follow these instructions,
In the morning, trim the grass and water the plants,
Also wash the pile of dishes .. yesterday you forgot,
In the storeroom, there are eleven blankets,
Folded since last year, please wash for me,
Your scattered shoes and slippers,
Please pick them up and put in the box for me,
Fifteen bags of trash on the doorstep,
You can take them out to the lake,
Bring the receipts for selling and sign the bills for payment,
Having a beautiful wife is like living in paradise,
When meeting friends, praise what a gentle wife you have.
Today, on the eighth of March,
You graciously yield the title of “Master of the House” to me
8.
Without women in the world,
Billions of men would grow old and die,
Who would be the object of your flirtation,
When there's no lady for you to tease,
Without women in the world,
Who will bear the household chores,
Fanning warm, cozy nights, who will endure,
Raising a whole brood without complaint,
Without women in the world,
Where would you gentlemen come from,
On the eighth of March, gentlemen remember,
To give each lady a flower.
9.
Today, on the 8th of March,
Women stride confidently in and out,
Men in the kitchen are bustling about,
Now, do you want to come in or go out,
Women giggle and whisper,
I, for one, don't want you to go out at all,
Men's spirits are high,
Dropping plates and cups in a rush,
Clouds swirl, lightning flashes, cheers all around,
Beds tilt and collapse, but we're still here,
Suddenly, the world turns dark,
We all feel dizzy and disoriented,
Women fume in anger,
Heavens, if only we had married three husbands...
10.
There's no gift to give you here,
Only love and the long night,
For many years, I've been the same,
Why do I remember the old roses today,
Maybe someone has a gift for you,
Wrapping love in a small package,
But for me - your husband, it's different,
Love is wrapped entirely in my heart,
Surely, my wife will always understand,
Why? Because a husband is not like others,
Yes, that's it! A husband is like that,
Not like others, probably not like Mon,
The sky just shifted, but no sign of it,
Only a love burning inside me,
Outside the window, it's pitch-black,
But it can't extinguish the flame within me,
Forever, my dear, the flame of love won't fade,
For a lifetime of love, oh, my wife,
To overcome all the difficulties of life,
To live a lifetime with just one love!!!!
11.
The day after 8th of March,
Today, leisurely go out and have fun,
Going out reveals life's ease,
Only to endure its hardships the next day,
Washing clothes, washing dishes, cooking rice,
One hand shouts, the other hand works,
So that she sees how much you love her!
12.
'A hundred years within one's life'.
A woman's body is already a general.
Bearing the household chores alone.
Tasks without a name, age, adding to the child's duties.
The vigor of youth, while still rosy.
A wedding carriage ride, following the husband.
A girl's life, many dreams.
Hoping to marry a loving husband.
Together, sharing mornings and evenings.
Building happiness, adding many dreams.
Those dreams, not just hoping to have.
Time passes like fleeting wind, drifting clouds.
Turn around and that's it.
Hair adorned with dew, wrinkles appear.
More young children, absent father.
Two shoulders bear the household, life's duties.
Still cheerful, still love life.
Still loyal, without complaints.
Early morning, late night, just for.
For husband, children, no matter how difficult.
Flowers fresh, no matter how many wither.
Spring knows loss, wrinkles show.
Oh, who, who still remains entranced.
East, West, South, North, remember beloved mother.
A mother's heart, no words can fully describe.
A child's love like the vast universe.
Mother's arms more than ten thousand, countless praises.
Only beside mother is, is spring.
Choose for yourself a poem that you find most beautiful and meaningful, memorize and recite it to your loved one on March 8th, it will be extremely meaningful, seemingly simple words but they will bring a happier and sweeter atmosphere than expensive gifts. Wishing all women, mothers, sisters, and daughters... to be happier, to love life more, to have more health!
In addition, if the person you care about is a respected teacher, you can choose to learn more about some interesting poems about teachers to give to them or even to your loved ones.
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