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.
JohnnyBlaze
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:26pm
Yesterday 12:26pm
Before it was Politically Correct to say "Zombie"
Night. Dawn. Day.
In black and white, White or Black
Queer, Lesbian, Trans, Gay . . .
Makes no difference in their attack;
your gamey flesh all tastes the same
Cooked? Even better! Just like chicken!
Now, gather around the flaming pickup truck
Guys and ghouls, you won't believe your luck
Judy and Tom are finger lickin' GOOD!
Barbara, like Johnny said
I would suggest you run far
far away . . . if not for the
Night. Dawn. Day....
In black and white, White or Black
Queer, Lesbian, Trans, Gay . . .
Makes no difference in their attack;
your gamey flesh all tastes the same
Cooked? Even better! Just like chicken!
Now, gather around the flaming pickup truck
Guys and ghouls, you won't believe your luck
Judy and Tom are finger lickin' GOOD!
Barbara, like Johnny said
I would suggest you run far
far away . . . if not for the
Night. Dawn. Day....
#LGBT
#night
#Halloween
#scary
#zombies
24 reads
4 Comments
_Skylark_
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2021 6:49pm
23rd Sep 2021 6:49pm
Two-Spirit
Division: a hallucinatory state which does not exist.
#LGBT
#spiritual
17 reads
3 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
12th Sep 2021 6:38am
12th Sep 2021 6:38am
If You’re Happy (Extended Play)
#LGBT
#inspirational
#BDSM #uplifting
#BDSM #uplifting
112 reads
4 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
1st Sep 2021 10:02pm
1st Sep 2021 10:02pm
A Rotten Cox's Apple!
There once was a deputy mayor, who didn't serve
Who turned out to be a thoughtless terf
No recognition for transwomen as women
Nor transmen as men
Who obviously was not from planet Earth
by Jemia
Who turned out to be a thoughtless terf
No recognition for transwomen as women
Nor transmen as men
Who obviously was not from planet Earth
by Jemia
#LGBT
#dialogue
#respect #morality
#respect #morality
38 reads
0 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 4:28pm
29th Aug 2021 4:28pm
A Self-Perspective In The Light (notebook, part six of six).
When we decide to change (part six of six).
#LGBT
#transgender
29 reads
2 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 4:27pm
29th Aug 2021 4:27pm
A Self-Perspective In The Light (notebook, part five).
When we decide to change (part five).
#LGBT
#transgender
22 reads
0 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 8:22am
29th Aug 2021 8:22am
A Self-Perspective In The Light (notebook, part four.)
When we decide to change (part four).
#LGBT
#transgender
32 reads
0 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 8:21am
29th Aug 2021 8:21am
A Perspective In The Light (Notebook poems. Part three.)
When we decide to change (part three.)
#LGBT
#transgender
23 reads
0 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
28th Aug 2021 6:40pm
28th Aug 2021 6:40pm
A Perspective In The Light (Notebook. Part two.)
When we decide to change (part two)
#LGBT
#transgender
28 reads
0 Comments
Write-On
Poem Published
28th Aug 2021 6:34pm
28th Aug 2021 6:34pm
A Perspective In The Light (Notebook)
When we decide to change, (part One)
#LGBT
#transgender
27 reads
0 Comments
withernrise
Poem Published
21st Aug 2021 3:31am
21st Aug 2021 3:31am
deemed perfect
you said that it would be mutilating my body, that god would be upset. that his wrath would consume me for destroying his creation that was already deemed "perfect" and didn't need to be fixed.
but where was god's wrath when i was eight-years-old and a creation of his deemed "perfect" held me down and mutilated my innocence more than surgical tools ever could?
you said that this is not who i am, that what happened to me made me what i am but these breasts i hate i didn't have when i was eight.
i hate riding in vehicles with no windows and locked doors. i hate...
but where was god's wrath when i was eight-years-old and a creation of his deemed "perfect" held me down and mutilated my innocence more than surgical tools ever could?
you said that this is not who i am, that what happened to me made me what i am but these breasts i hate i didn't have when i was eight.
i hate riding in vehicles with no windows and locked doors. i hate...
#abuse
#LGBT
#suffering #transgender
#suffering #transgender
52 reads
2 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
13th Aug 2021 8:42pm
13th Aug 2021 8:42pm
The transvestite interchange
Unusual colour of my pink Buick!
underwear, black lace the unburned fuel
fire crackers in the exhaust and,
under the bonnet the carburettors pop and bang.
She's Just waiting for the open road.
Shrug off the Iron Maiden constraint's, of society.
revel in the curves that wind.
Tossing my head, towards expectation's edge,
expose each inhibition.
My old life, is the tonneau stowed
beneath the rear seats.
Golden, lace trimmed boxing gloves
punching the air, 80 on the overpass.
The gawping cops, struck rigid. frozen in black and...
underwear, black lace the unburned fuel
fire crackers in the exhaust and,
under the bonnet the carburettors pop and bang.
She's Just waiting for the open road.
Shrug off the Iron Maiden constraint's, of society.
revel in the curves that wind.
Tossing my head, towards expectation's edge,
expose each inhibition.
My old life, is the tonneau stowed
beneath the rear seats.
Golden, lace trimmed boxing gloves
punching the air, 80 on the overpass.
The gawping cops, struck rigid. frozen in black and...
#LGBT
36 reads
1 Comment
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