LGBT Poems
#LGBT
LGBT poems, poetry about lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender people and culture. Also poetry by those struggling to come to terms with, or questioning their sexuality. You'll also find poems about the LGBT movement, related issues and the oppression some LGBT people face in society.
DallasNichols
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 1:32am
14th Apr 2025 1:32am
Foreplay
I think about that pretty boy,
The golfer Rory McIlroy,
As you penetrate my behind
And talk trash in ways so unkind.
You keep on, while I daydream,
Until you fill me up with cream;
That's when I echo out "Rory,"
Feeling wet and full of glory.
Then I turn around, and "Oh no,"
I realize it's not Sexy Ro;
Rather, I used you as foreplay --
Nevertheless, you made my day!
The golfer Rory McIlroy,
As you penetrate my behind
And talk trash in ways so unkind.
You keep on, while I daydream,
Until you fill me up with cream;
That's when I echo out "Rory,"
Feeling wet and full of glory.
Then I turn around, and "Oh no,"
I realize it's not Sexy Ro;
Rather, I used you as foreplay --
Nevertheless, you made my day!
#dreams
#erotic
#gay
#LGBT
#sex
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neves
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 10:07am
3rd Apr 2025 10:07am
A poem for an auburn girl
She's wit and grit
behind large shades,
you felt raw energy
in any room she
walked in, could
give cats a run
for their money
on zoomies
and she wanders
corridors late, bends
herself into strange
shapes, singing out
loud forgetting all
doors were locked
the night before.
behind large shades,
you felt raw energy
in any room she
walked in, could
give cats a run
for their money
on zoomies
and she wanders
corridors late, bends
herself into strange
shapes, singing out
loud forgetting all
doors were locked
the night before.
#LGBT
#symbolism
133 reads
4 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 6:53pm
23rd Mar 2025 6:53pm
Frozen in time
From my bedroom window
I look upon
Hastings castle ruins
The view from my window
The ruins appear as a
Giant sleeping Hermaphrodite
Sculptured in stone
Song:
Head, shoulders, tits, and toes
Tits, and toes
(Repeat once...)
And eyes, and ears
And penis, and nose
Head, shoulders, tits, and toes
Tits, and toes....
by Jemia
I look upon
Hastings castle ruins
The view from my window
The ruins appear as a
Giant sleeping Hermaphrodite
Sculptured in stone
Song:
Head, shoulders, tits, and toes
Tits, and toes
(Repeat once...)
And eyes, and ears
And penis, and nose
Head, shoulders, tits, and toes
Tits, and toes....
by Jemia
#funny
#LGBT
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody
#satirical
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neves
Poem Published
23rd Mar 2025 12:15pm
23rd Mar 2025 12:15pm
Wildlife
I know it's hard this way
navigating two maps
so differently, living
with a lamb filled
with uncertainty
and a jaguar who
vanishes without
question or reason
but my darling you
always put a smile
on my face, for two
years we have lived
this wildlife many
refuse to recognise.
navigating two maps
so differently, living
with a lamb filled
with uncertainty
and a jaguar who
vanishes without
question or reason
but my darling you
always put a smile
on my face, for two
years we have lived
this wildlife many
refuse to recognise.
#LGBT
#love
#polyamory #relationships
#polyamory #relationships
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3 Comments
neves
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 10:37pm
22nd Mar 2025 10:37pm
My tongue is tapping the roof of my mouth
Seeing daylight
peaking through
the little crack
in your window
us, laying like
marble statues
sealed in small
time frames
as other peoples
faces mould into
the same old
questions
over and over,
our lips refuse
parting unless
they're about
to meet one
another in
the middle
again.
peaking through
the little crack
in your window
us, laying like
marble statues
sealed in small
time frames
as other peoples
faces mould into
the same old
questions
over and over,
our lips refuse
parting unless
they're about
to meet one
another in
the middle
again.
#LGBT
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 10:25am
21st Mar 2025 10:25am
Strut Your Stuff
In the rainbow garden love blooms bright
with colors that sparkle day and night.
You're my main squeeze, my partner in crime,
together we shine like a disco ball's prime.
Our love is no closet secret, it's out and proud,
we strut our stuff, stand tall in the crowd.
You're the yin to my yang, the glitter to my glue,
in this fabulous life it's just me and you.
We dance through life, with a flair so grand.
Hand in hand in this borderland.
Our love's a parade with confetti and cheer.
In this vibrant world there's nothing...
with colors that sparkle day and night.
You're my main squeeze, my partner in crime,
together we shine like a disco ball's prime.
Our love is no closet secret, it's out and proud,
we strut our stuff, stand tall in the crowd.
You're the yin to my yang, the glitter to my glue,
in this fabulous life it's just me and you.
We dance through life, with a flair so grand.
Hand in hand in this borderland.
Our love's a parade with confetti and cheer.
In this vibrant world there's nothing...
#gay
#historical
#LGBT
#love
#utopia
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8 Comments
neves
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 9:38am
20th Mar 2025 9:38am
One hundred and thirty four hours
I return back here
as you look after
your friends fur
babies over
in Leyton
so I take a
hot shower
and climb
into bed,
peace hits
me as your
duvet wraps
around my
body
and as I
bury my
face deep
into your
pillow
that war
in my mind
gets a bit
smaller
as the
curtain
of my
eye
finally
comes
falling
down.
as you look after
your friends fur
babies over
in Leyton
so I take a
hot shower
and climb
into bed,
peace hits
me as your
duvet wraps
around my
body
and as I
bury my
face deep
into your
pillow
that war
in my mind
gets a bit
smaller
as the
curtain
of my
eye
finally
comes
falling
down.
#LGBT
#love
#peace #polyamory
#peace #polyamory
149 reads
2 Comments
xthan
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 2:16pm
5th Mar 2025 2:16pm
Fangs
It was sickening having to
look straight in their eyes
no lights were on, dead
to everything in existence,
known eyes like that before
and they never leave you
alone afterwards.
All I had was an insolated room,
they couldn't unlock their side
of the door only my keys could,
if was alone, in that small room,
I couldn't bare to think what my
hands could have, would
have done.
I imagine something along
the lines of tearing limbs away,
crumbling them down like dust
wings...
look straight in their eyes
no lights were on, dead
to everything in existence,
known eyes like that before
and they never leave you
alone afterwards.
All I had was an insolated room,
they couldn't unlock their side
of the door only my keys could,
if was alone, in that small room,
I couldn't bare to think what my
hands could have, would
have done.
I imagine something along
the lines of tearing limbs away,
crumbling them down like dust
wings...
#abuse
#anger
#LGBT #transgender
#LGBT #transgender
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VirusofLife
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2025 00:04am
23rd Feb 2025 00:04am
Names The Pedophile Ryan Geoffrey Hayward has used on here
RGH , Mr black (ai music profile) Ryan g-Hayward (likely locked account he hasn’t accessed in many months ) Ryan Geoffrey Hayward , enigma-abyss(current account he uses primarily)
Some of his pieces can and has been cross referenced from allpoetry.com from his main account there Ryan Geoffrey Hayward. The account is permanently banned because of his online grooming and mass hysteria in the site that caused the site owner to take immediate action.
He has also been on. Hello poetry where again his poems were cross posted. However, he has deleted his accounts there. Bread...
Some of his pieces can and has been cross referenced from allpoetry.com from his main account there Ryan Geoffrey Hayward. The account is permanently banned because of his online grooming and mass hysteria in the site that caused the site owner to take immediate action.
He has also been on. Hello poetry where again his poems were cross posted. However, he has deleted his accounts there. Bread...
#CallToAction
#morality
#lies
#gay
#LGBT
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PAR
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 1:16pm
21st Feb 2025 1:16pm
Sensitive Heels
In ancient lands where heroes tread,
Achilles and Patroclus, their love widespread.
Through Trojan War, their bond was bold,
a tale of hearts, both fierce and gold.
With Troy behind, they journeyed on.
Their love's bright flame, a blazing dawn.
Olympic Gods, with hearts so kind,
bestowed their blessing fates entwined.
On fields of Elysium they roamed,
in laughter, joy, their spirits honed.
Achilles' strength and Patroclus' grace.
A love eternal, time can't erase.
In every battle, side by side, ...
Achilles and Patroclus, their love widespread.
Through Trojan War, their bond was bold,
a tale of hearts, both fierce and gold.
With Troy behind, they journeyed on.
Their love's bright flame, a blazing dawn.
Olympic Gods, with hearts so kind,
bestowed their blessing fates entwined.
On fields of Elysium they roamed,
in laughter, joy, their spirits honed.
Achilles' strength and Patroclus' grace.
A love eternal, time can't erase.
In every battle, side by side, ...
#LGBT
#love
#mythology
#passion
#tradition
87 reads
4 Comments
Angeleno144
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 2:15am
16th Feb 2025 2:15am
Penpal Experiment
Just ate.
About to nap.
Your words, a quiet admission:
“I don’t like people…
haven’t chilled with anyone in years.”
I listened—
appreciated the honesty,
but I couldn’t let you believe
I’m here to be your penpal experiment.
You replied,
“You’re getting the wrong image about me.”
“I never once disrespected you.”
“I just wanted you to know how I like it.”
I answered, raw and sure,
“I won’t pretend I’m happy
feeling like your penpal experiment.
If you can’t meet me where I’m at,
that’s okay—then...
About to nap.
Your words, a quiet admission:
“I don’t like people…
haven’t chilled with anyone in years.”
I listened—
appreciated the honesty,
but I couldn’t let you believe
I’m here to be your penpal experiment.
You replied,
“You’re getting the wrong image about me.”
“I never once disrespected you.”
“I just wanted you to know how I like it.”
I answered, raw and sure,
“I won’t pretend I’m happy
feeling like your penpal experiment.
If you can’t meet me where I’m at,
that’s okay—then...
#gay
#LGBT
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neves
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:46pm
13th Feb 2025 2:46pm
I know we don't do valentines
but every moment
with you feels like
a new adventure
no matter how
big or small it is,
as we watch
many climb up a
golden escalator
throughout both
our lifetimes
i'll turn my head
towards you, slow
blinking our secret
little message with
a smile on my face
knowing I will never
finish falling in love
with you, as your
name leaves my
mouth warm
and tender.
with you feels like
a new adventure
no matter how
big or small it is,
as we watch
many climb up a
golden escalator
throughout both
our lifetimes
i'll turn my head
towards you, slow
blinking our secret
little message with
a smile on my face
knowing I will never
finish falling in love
with you, as your
name leaves my
mouth warm
and tender.
#confessional
#LGBT
#polyamory #relationships
#polyamory #relationships
282 reads
3 Comments
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