Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
22nd May 2022 00:51am
22nd May 2022 00:51am
all the girls I kinda loved
1. It wasn't true love
but she was the first person
to make me feel alive
every kiss and touch electrified
But her wildness held something darker
and she wasn't good at
keeping her hands in one relationship
she dreamed of a heteronormative life
and I dreamed or being able to walk
hand in hand down the street
with my girlfriend
without being called a fake lesbian
or a cock tease
for someone's threesome fantasy
2. Her girlfriend died in a car accident
and she used my attention
to fill the...
but she was the first person
to make me feel alive
every kiss and touch electrified
But her wildness held something darker
and she wasn't good at
keeping her hands in one relationship
she dreamed of a heteronormative life
and I dreamed or being able to walk
hand in hand down the street
with my girlfriend
without being called a fake lesbian
or a cock tease
for someone's threesome fantasy
2. Her girlfriend died in a car accident
and she used my attention
to fill the...
#love
#lust
#LGBT #bisexual
#LGBT #bisexual
350 reads
4 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
21st May 2022 10:12pm
21st May 2022 10:12pm
LGBT Poetry: What it Means
On Twitter, Instagram, D.U.P., YouTube and Tik Tok, I have been presenting my work as LGBT Poetry. It seems fitting. Because, at its core, it IS LGBT poetry. But, this isn't to say that only members of that community (of which I am a part) can read it or view the reading and appreciate it. I like to think my work is universal because it is a rare occasion that I specify the sex of the person I am writing about. Since none of it is gender specific, I feel everybody of any orientation (LGBT or otherwise) can enjoy and relate to it.
I want people to view my work as "safe." As a...
I want people to view my work as "safe." As a...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
280 reads
0 Comments
Sandals
Poem Published
8th May 2022 8:27am
8th May 2022 8:27am
Some Delicious Funny Pussy
#dark
#gay
#evil
#ForbiddenLove
#bisexual
380 reads
0 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
20th Mar 2022 00:30am
20th Mar 2022 00:30am
Death of a Friend - Notes between mother and daughter (7)
Dear Daughter,
As I sat in the quiet before Sarah's memorial service, my mind flooded with memories of your infancy. I remembered how frantically you suckled for life at my breasts. As I held your soft warmth, I dreamed of your future.
I couldn’t imagine the pain of Sarah’s parents after investing years in planning for a future that would never be. To lost a child on the verge of womanhood must have only added to their pain.
Forgive my thoughts but I’m haunted by these questions. Was Sarah loved fully during her short life? Did she experience...
As I sat in the quiet before Sarah's memorial service, my mind flooded with memories of your infancy. I remembered how frantically you suckled for life at my breasts. As I held your soft warmth, I dreamed of your future.
I couldn’t imagine the pain of Sarah’s parents after investing years in planning for a future that would never be. To lost a child on the verge of womanhood must have only added to their pain.
Forgive my thoughts but I’m haunted by these questions. Was Sarah loved fully during her short life? Did she experience...
#motherhood
#death
#bisexual #daughter
#bisexual #daughter
432 reads
7 Comments
Elenore
Poem Published
25th Jan 2022 11:27pm
25th Jan 2022 11:27pm
Familiar Spirit
(Picture credit to: NAOKI NISHIMURA of Pixabay.com)
Do you ever sit in a coffee shop just waiting?
Waiting for that special someone to come along?
I always give people the benefit of the doubt.
Always giving that special one authoritarian control.
I’m not so sure you want to make the time to be in my life anymore.
You sure came on strong, referring to me as your friend even. Now I’m the enemy.
But I do have needs. I’m sure we all do. Even you.
You were indeed needy. I could tell.
I’d still like to be your...
Do you ever sit in a coffee shop just waiting?
Waiting for that special someone to come along?
I always give people the benefit of the doubt.
Always giving that special one authoritarian control.
I’m not so sure you want to make the time to be in my life anymore.
You sure came on strong, referring to me as your friend even. Now I’m the enemy.
But I do have needs. I’m sure we all do. Even you.
You were indeed needy. I could tell.
I’d still like to be your...
#friendship
#UnrequitedLove
#bisexual #crush
#bisexual #crush
498 reads
5 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
10th Jun 2021 8:19pm
10th Jun 2021 8:19pm
Unconscious
Conscious
I've worked my entire life
mastering my craft
I'm a designer, you see
at Masterpiece Cakeshop—
my own company
I'm not young, by far
I come from a belief
that Jesus is King—
my King, who will deliver me
I have served the homeless;
I have served other religious affiliates:
Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist
because it matters not
who enters my...
I've worked my entire life
mastering my craft
I'm a designer, you see
at Masterpiece Cakeshop—
my own company
I'm not young, by far
I come from a belief
that Jesus is King—
my King, who will deliver me
I have served the homeless;
I have served other religious affiliates:
Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist
because it matters not
who enters my...
#gay
#LGBT
#religion
#Christian
#bisexual
1108 reads
30 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
5th Jun 2021 10:05pm
5th Jun 2021 10:05pm
her.
Stretched out on the floor
our 'bed of pillows'
laid between my legs
me, leaning against the couch
her head and body rested
on my chest— within my arms
We watched Swingers
for the umpteenth time
Absent-mindedly,
her fingertips
circled the delicate skin
where hand meets wrist
bewitched
I watched her, in tantalizing turmoil ...
our 'bed of pillows'
laid between my legs
me, leaning against the couch
her head and body rested
on my chest— within my arms
We watched Swingers
for the umpteenth time
Absent-mindedly,
her fingertips
circled the delicate skin
where hand meets wrist
bewitched
I watched her, in tantalizing turmoil ...
#confessional
#bisexual
#crush
#SelfWorth
#freedom
861 reads
38 Comments
c_soandso
Poem Published
25th May 2021 4:42am
25th May 2021 4:42am
Just Cry
I was told to cry
Let out the emotions pent up inside of me
When I'm with her I want to cry,
I fear I'm not enough for her and that one day my love for her will turn against me
When I'm without her I want to cry,
I fear I will never see her again, kiss her lips or feel her skin
I should be happy, she is everything I've been wanting for so long,
Finally, there is someone that is capable of loving me in oceans, just as I love
But what if my love for her is shallow and that is why I want to cry?
No, I love all of her, my love for her sinks into her...
Let out the emotions pent up inside of me
When I'm with her I want to cry,
I fear I'm not enough for her and that one day my love for her will turn against me
When I'm without her I want to cry,
I fear I will never see her again, kiss her lips or feel her skin
I should be happy, she is everything I've been wanting for so long,
Finally, there is someone that is capable of loving me in oceans, just as I love
But what if my love for her is shallow and that is why I want to cry?
No, I love all of her, my love for her sinks into her...
#love
#girlfriend
#confusion
#bisexual
#StreamOfConsciousness
348 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th May 2021 3:10am
13th May 2021 3:10am
Ishtar Goes Hollywood
Ishtar Goes Hollywood
Ishtar arrives at a house that is renowned as the gateway to the world of the dead. She knocks on the door which cracks open, and Irkalla, Queen of the Dead, greets her with, “It is time to put our rivalry aside.”
Ishtar says, “The last time we met on earth in the chamber of the Babylonian oracle which seemed neutral enough. But you introduced me to the wonderful world of bondage just before the Priestess intervened in your sexual diplomacy.”
Irkalla, “She...
Ishtar arrives at a house that is renowned as the gateway to the world of the dead. She knocks on the door which cracks open, and Irkalla, Queen of the Dead, greets her with, “It is time to put our rivalry aside.”
Ishtar says, “The last time we met on earth in the chamber of the Babylonian oracle which seemed neutral enough. But you introduced me to the wonderful world of bondage just before the Priestess intervened in your sexual diplomacy.”
Irkalla, “She...
#erotic
#mythology
#sensual
#bisexual
#lesbian
466 reads
5 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 3:14pm
25th Dec 2020 3:14pm
HOW TO PLEASURE THE TABOO PLACE
#lust
#erotic
#dirty
#bisexual
#orgasm
536 reads
2 Comments
Zaynab_kamoonpury
Poem Published
6th Sep 2020 5:39am
6th Sep 2020 5:39am
Marriage btw man and woman, the only sensible union
Eversince mankind was placed on this planet,
commencing from the first man
the marriage between man and woman
has been the only relationship that is logical and rational
normal and natural
instrument of man's survival
Procreation is exclusively for the heterosexual.
Unlike the abnormal and unnatural
way of the homosexual.
Homosexuality is a disorder caused by rebellion
and rebellious perversion
and the country where it is not stigmatised or condemned
it would result more as a psychological effect
where persons are...
commencing from the first man
the marriage between man and woman
has been the only relationship that is logical and rational
normal and natural
instrument of man's survival
Procreation is exclusively for the heterosexual.
Unlike the abnormal and unnatural
way of the homosexual.
Homosexuality is a disorder caused by rebellion
and rebellious perversion
and the country where it is not stigmatised or condemned
it would result more as a psychological effect
where persons are...
#marriage
#LGBT
#bisexual
551 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
25th Jul 2020 2:17am
25th Jul 2020 2:17am
New Girl at Church - Complete Rewrite - Honed
New Girl at Church
Susan lifts the steaming coffee cup to her moistened lips. Her eyes are teary but it may be from the onions she just peeled.
Her new friend from church, Carol knocks on the door. Susan gets up and lets Carol in. Carol brushes the tears from Susan’s face. Carol implores her, “What’s got you in such a funk girl?”
Susan replies, “Don forgot our anniversary. Not even a single rose to celebrate. But after church, Don goes out of his way to get coffee and donuts for a young lady to make her feel welcome because she is new to the...
Susan lifts the steaming coffee cup to her moistened lips. Her eyes are teary but it may be from the onions she just peeled.
Her new friend from church, Carol knocks on the door. Susan gets up and lets Carol in. Carol brushes the tears from Susan’s face. Carol implores her, “What’s got you in such a funk girl?”
Susan replies, “Don forgot our anniversary. Not even a single rose to celebrate. But after church, Don goes out of his way to get coffee and donuts for a young lady to make her feel welcome because she is new to the...
#marriage
#sex
#erotic
#anniversary
#bisexual
496 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Bisexual Poems
