Long LGBT Poems
#LGBT
Long LGBT poems. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Androgyne
All my life, I've worn dresses,
Brushed my long, thick, flowing, tresses,
And my eyes were kept blind
To the world that was behind
Such a thin veil,
Now to nearby shores I sail!
I've tried different labels, cutting and pasting,
But the glue, it seemed to keep failing,
I didn't want to be anything but me,
Trying on categories and terms, to see what did fit me,
As I see people non-conforming,
As I see people changing,
As I see people rearranging,
As I see people becoming what they were always meant to be,
I wonder if I can be...
Brushed my long, thick, flowing, tresses,
And my eyes were kept blind
To the world that was behind
Such a thin veil,
Now to nearby shores I sail!
I've tried different labels, cutting and pasting,
But the glue, it seemed to keep failing,
I didn't want to be anything but me,
Trying on categories and terms, to see what did fit me,
As I see people non-conforming,
As I see people changing,
As I see people rearranging,
As I see people becoming what they were always meant to be,
I wonder if I can be...
#identity
#LGBT
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#philosophical
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From a Tommy to His Lover
I go to you, your pained and beating heart,
the organ and the Thing that makes you You,
with the tools that are at my disposal:
sight, sound, smell, and touch.
It is a surgical operation, each tool wielded
to open this and that vessel, to determine what's real.
But I do this so that I can also determine
what's real inside me: I find my beating heart
by finding yours, and eating it.
I see your body, shakily undressing itself
in the hard and unadorned light
of this rented room. In a guest house rented
from a woman who'd...
the organ and the Thing that makes you You,
with the tools that are at my disposal:
sight, sound, smell, and touch.
It is a surgical operation, each tool wielded
to open this and that vessel, to determine what's real.
But I do this so that I can also determine
what's real inside me: I find my beating heart
by finding yours, and eating it.
I see your body, shakily undressing itself
in the hard and unadorned light
of this rented room. In a guest house rented
from a woman who'd...
#love
#LGBT
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Changes
I did the sex, drugs, and rock and roll thing
But it didn't actually, teach me anything
Back then, there was no internet to investigate
No books in libraries, about my kind of state
So i adopted, the then hippie style fashion
To avoid any kind, of trans bashing
It allowed me, to grow my hair long
So i was more in tune, with my kind of song
With an afghan coat, and cheesecloth shirt
Petula oil, hippy beads, but never a skirt
At the age of fifteen, i left my home
After fourteen schools, i was destined to roam
So off i ventured, into...
But it didn't actually, teach me anything
Back then, there was no internet to investigate
No books in libraries, about my kind of state
So i adopted, the then hippie style fashion
To avoid any kind, of trans bashing
It allowed me, to grow my hair long
So i was more in tune, with my kind of song
With an afghan coat, and cheesecloth shirt
Petula oil, hippy beads, but never a skirt
At the age of fifteen, i left my home
After fourteen schools, i was destined to roam
So off i ventured, into...
#love
#LGBT
#LifeChangingMoment #SelfDiscovery
#LifeChangingMoment #SelfDiscovery
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victima suae risus
Note.
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.before I begin id like to explain
This is a tale of a one-sided confession
A confession one could never admit to
Normally.around those near .
But a loophole of a publication and a website link written on paper
Given in the night hour before valentines day of a crush that admittance could alienate a friendship .
But no regrets for good or for goodbye
He must know he makes a girl see mofe than jusy horror in the male species...he's one of the good guys.
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.before I begin id like to explain
This is a tale of a one-sided confession
A confession one could never admit to
Normally.around those near .
But a loophole of a publication and a website link written on paper
Given in the night hour before valentines day of a crush that admittance could alienate a friendship .
But no regrets for good or for goodbye
He must know he makes a girl see mofe than jusy horror in the male species...he's one of the good guys.
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...
#crush
#LGBT
#ValentinesDay
#confessional
#UnrequitedLove
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Gender Identity In Perilous Times
Who makes the decision as a person stand
Once life exits the birth canal are you now considered woman or a man
Pink or Blue
We extend our congratulations as we waited for this handsome bundle anew
However, what happens when one’s not sure after coming of age
The mentality of your gender, a person just cannot gage
Parents dealing with alter egos and the backlash of identity rage
Marbles and trains become dolls and dresses
Counselors out of pocket expenses to determine undetected sexes
But mama, I feel that way everyday
I should...
Once life exits the birth canal are you now considered woman or a man
Pink or Blue
We extend our congratulations as we waited for this handsome bundle anew
However, what happens when one’s not sure after coming of age
The mentality of your gender, a person just cannot gage
Parents dealing with alter egos and the backlash of identity rage
Marbles and trains become dolls and dresses
Counselors out of pocket expenses to determine undetected sexes
But mama, I feel that way everyday
I should...
#LGBT
#humankind
#inequality #transgender
#inequality #transgender
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My Little Deep Sea
In my dreams
the waves of the ocean lap to brush the cheek of the bank,
in my arms like growing tides, I'll draw you in and pull you out to sea with me.
And over the deep deep blue we go, rocking with the waves and swirling with the wind,
living with the ocean, among the wriggling fractures of moonlight that dance upon its surface.
Mystical streaks that breathe alive and moving, inhaling the darkness.
Glowing, as these little creatures skim upon the ripples and waves, sandwiched between the endless black below and the open-mouthed void gaping above – ...
the waves of the ocean lap to brush the cheek of the bank,
in my arms like growing tides, I'll draw you in and pull you out to sea with me.
And over the deep deep blue we go, rocking with the waves and swirling with the wind,
living with the ocean, among the wriggling fractures of moonlight that dance upon its surface.
Mystical streaks that breathe alive and moving, inhaling the darkness.
Glowing, as these little creatures skim upon the ripples and waves, sandwiched between the endless black below and the open-mouthed void gaping above – ...
#loneliness
#dreams
#sea
#shame
#LGBT
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Under The Mercury Moon
a token shared;
I read into
the sentiment
...was it from you?
or had I given this freely
only to be returned?
an Irish blessing
upon a medallion
the message is clear but
I can’t exactly remember
some too many years ago
even a decade longer
since I knew your love
and we were stronger
you’ve returned to me
an art collection
I gathered back then
still, no recollection
did you place it here
intentionally?
or is the message rejection ...
I read into
the sentiment
...was it from you?
or had I given this freely
only to be returned?
an Irish blessing
upon a medallion
the message is clear but
I can’t exactly remember
some too many years ago
even a decade longer
since I knew your love
and we were stronger
you’ve returned to me
an art collection
I gathered back then
still, no recollection
did you place it here
intentionally?
or is the message rejection ...
#regret
#LGBT
#LifeChangingMoment
#FallingInLove
#fate
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The Other
I do not know if it was having to say good bye that brought about these feelings that I had. Or maybe me wanting to be loved by you…the urge of wanting to cling too that last glimpse of hope that you were really the one and my search was finally over, warmed my blood to the highest degree…right before feverish.
It was almost frighting,
I told myself that if this were truly the case that I would make sure that I made this work. That this kiss would last far beyond time and space. This kiss…we will feel even if we are reborn under different circumstances…there would not...
It was almost frighting,
I told myself that if this were truly the case that I would make sure that I made this work. That this kiss would last far beyond time and space. This kiss…we will feel even if we are reborn under different circumstances…there would not...
#relationships
#LGBT
#lover #ForbiddenLove
#lover #ForbiddenLove
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If You’re Happy (Extended Play)
#LGBT
#inspirational
#BDSM #uplifting
#BDSM #uplifting
419 reads
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Bro 2: A Moonlight Kiss
#love
#boyfriend
#men
#gay
#LGBT
418 reads
1 Comment
Powered By Pride
Nolan grabs his belongings and leaves History Class. His high school experience had been what some would consider “normal,” but Nolan didn’t feel that way. He had been hiding something, fearing a part of himself and pushing it down. He walks through the hallways, nervous. A familiar *ding* chimes from his phone. It was Derrick.
“Hey man! You left some stuff over at my house, I was wondering when I could drop it off.”
“Derrick, I thought we went over this. I can’t let anybody know what happened.”
“Nobody’s gonna know,” Derrick replied. “Besides, you can trust...
“Hey man! You left some stuff over at my house, I was wondering when I could drop it off.”
“Derrick, I thought we went over this. I can’t let anybody know what happened.”
“Nobody’s gonna know,” Derrick replied. “Besides, you can trust...
#love
#childhood
#LGBT
#school
#Christian
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A Civil Discourse
So it starts with a welcome to country
Which for some reason doesn’t sound too welcoming?
And seems to be about ownership & possession
And hidden behind the words is skin colour & racism
And revenge & hatred for the sins of the past
And the mistakes of the past still seem to be repeating
Only now they’ve been twisted around to the other side
And it’s all about sides & which side people are on
And the bigotry of the past is replaced by a new bigotry
So who is worth more now - black, brown, yellow, white?
And how is it valued –...
Which for some reason doesn’t sound too welcoming?
And seems to be about ownership & possession
And hidden behind the words is skin colour & racism
And revenge & hatred for the sins of the past
And the mistakes of the past still seem to be repeating
Only now they’ve been twisted around to the other side
And it’s all about sides & which side people are on
And the bigotry of the past is replaced by a new bigotry
So who is worth more now - black, brown, yellow, white?
And how is it valued –...
#LGBT
#racism
#respect #inequality
#respect #inequality
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