Gay Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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gay seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
7th Oct 2022 4:24pm
7th Oct 2022 4:24pm
The Gates
The Gates”
I would like to walk through the cemetery
To ease the sorrow in my mind.
With the dead I may make merry—
The lights their memories carry
When they leave the world behind
Are shining like candles in the grass.
Someday, I through that gate shall pass
On the day I do no longer rise
With the silver pennies on my eyes.
You were lovely in your samite
As I bore you in the night
To your final resting place—
With the moon kissing your face,
You did not struggle as you were buried
You did not sing as you...
I would like to walk through the cemetery
To ease the sorrow in my mind.
With the dead I may make merry—
The lights their memories carry
When they leave the world behind
Are shining like candles in the grass.
Someday, I through that gate shall pass
On the day I do no longer rise
With the silver pennies on my eyes.
You were lovely in your samite
As I bore you in the night
To your final resting place—
With the moon kissing your face,
You did not struggle as you were buried
You did not sing as you...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
6th Oct 2022 10:56pm
6th Oct 2022 10:56pm
Death is No More
Death is No More”
There is a stranger with familiar eyes…
He has journeyed long through my past,
Returning by tomorrow through the stars.
I was mourning the gaze that grew desolate
With the lost beauty that so delicately traced
The heavens recovering their borders
Where the sun kisses the thoughts of the dead.
As we rise with the leaves at the dawning
O’er seas that stand between our sunrises—
Dreaming while I wake in the depths
Of a night so far from your moonlight
Through isles from whence there is no return,
Save...
There is a stranger with familiar eyes…
He has journeyed long through my past,
Returning by tomorrow through the stars.
I was mourning the gaze that grew desolate
With the lost beauty that so delicately traced
The heavens recovering their borders
Where the sun kisses the thoughts of the dead.
As we rise with the leaves at the dawning
O’er seas that stand between our sunrises—
Dreaming while I wake in the depths
Of a night so far from your moonlight
Through isles from whence there is no return,
Save...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
5th Oct 2022 3:39pm
5th Oct 2022 3:39pm
Another Goodbye
Another Goodbye”
My heart is insane—
All aflutter and stained.
I see you through a lens of blindness
Coupled with some futures and other pasts.
It’s a sigh I’ve choked on for years in my hands.
Did you hear the specters crying?
There are no corners left to haunt.
But how magically they speak through us
As we hide from the light—it invades our slumber.
The night is over, and its time for you to go again…
It is time for another goodbye.
Display tomorrow on a screen—
You don’t know what I’m dreaming.
I’m...
My heart is insane—
All aflutter and stained.
I see you through a lens of blindness
Coupled with some futures and other pasts.
It’s a sigh I’ve choked on for years in my hands.
Did you hear the specters crying?
There are no corners left to haunt.
But how magically they speak through us
As we hide from the light—it invades our slumber.
The night is over, and its time for you to go again…
It is time for another goodbye.
Display tomorrow on a screen—
You don’t know what I’m dreaming.
I’m...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 10:31pm
9th Sep 2022 10:31pm
Haunted
Haunted”
My heart is heavy with burdens
I wish had never been mine.
My soul is weary, and older than I:
How it found this body as a shadow to me
Is the answer of what never can be.
Alas! I taste the sleeping light.
It must be the blood of the moon.
Smoke fills the skies and whispers
In silken snow the voices of ash.
But these fires, they burned long ago,
I have forgotten the dawn of the flames
Of that winter beneath the iron trees.
Yet still I live among the wilted bones
While the petals wither like memories ...
My heart is heavy with burdens
I wish had never been mine.
My soul is weary, and older than I:
How it found this body as a shadow to me
Is the answer of what never can be.
Alas! I taste the sleeping light.
It must be the blood of the moon.
Smoke fills the skies and whispers
In silken snow the voices of ash.
But these fires, they burned long ago,
I have forgotten the dawn of the flames
Of that winter beneath the iron trees.
Yet still I live among the wilted bones
While the petals wither like memories ...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 4:42pm
9th Sep 2022 4:42pm
Home
Home”
It is a lovely home I’ve made
So far from the world.
Everyone is lonely here
But I am loneliest of all—
There is no-one to talk to here
Who has blood and skin and bones.
But they never laugh at me
When I talk about you.
They never question me
When I say I am afraid.
I don’t know why I can’t
Love you and live forever.
The funeral comes if you are on my mind.
The only thing I ask of you
Is please do not hurt me.
Don’t send me back to that place
Where I am not so lonely—
Please do not send...
It is a lovely home I’ve made
So far from the world.
Everyone is lonely here
But I am loneliest of all—
There is no-one to talk to here
Who has blood and skin and bones.
But they never laugh at me
When I talk about you.
They never question me
When I say I am afraid.
I don’t know why I can’t
Love you and live forever.
The funeral comes if you are on my mind.
The only thing I ask of you
Is please do not hurt me.
Don’t send me back to that place
Where I am not so lonely—
Please do not send...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
6th Sep 2022 2:46pm
6th Sep 2022 2:46pm
Cemetery Dreams
Cemetery Dreams”
I’ve walked this road before
With the bones that lie beneath.
I clenched a sweet long ago
Between decaying teeth
While a song played in my head,
And I sang it to all the dead.
Today, I wonder what it meant—
When I longed to bathe in death
To make you see that I love you.
But you had no use for death,
And all I have is my sanity.
You dare to call me mad
When you did not know a thing about me.
I sang the song, calling out your name
But alas! you never came.
And I recite a letter you...
I’ve walked this road before
With the bones that lie beneath.
I clenched a sweet long ago
Between decaying teeth
While a song played in my head,
And I sang it to all the dead.
Today, I wonder what it meant—
When I longed to bathe in death
To make you see that I love you.
But you had no use for death,
And all I have is my sanity.
You dare to call me mad
When you did not know a thing about me.
I sang the song, calling out your name
But alas! you never came.
And I recite a letter you...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
4th Sep 2022 4:39pm
4th Sep 2022 4:39pm
Real
Real”
I know you’re weeping, naked by the flame.
I dreamed that I would live forever
With the scent of flowers, together
With a perfume of something I dare not name.
I thought I was a lie—a tale never told
Until you spoke to me in such a tone
That said I knew I was not alone
Inside your mind where it’s always cold.
There is ice in my thoughts, it aches
But here by the fire with your pretty eyes
I know the phantom tells me lies.
When your form stirs, the voice awakes.
And I see things in my eternal cell. ...
I know you’re weeping, naked by the flame.
I dreamed that I would live forever
With the scent of flowers, together
With a perfume of something I dare not name.
I thought I was a lie—a tale never told
Until you spoke to me in such a tone
That said I knew I was not alone
Inside your mind where it’s always cold.
There is ice in my thoughts, it aches
But here by the fire with your pretty eyes
I know the phantom tells me lies.
When your form stirs, the voice awakes.
And I see things in my eternal cell. ...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2022 2:33pm
3rd Sep 2022 2:33pm
Goodnight
Goodnight”
Goodnight. Goodnight.
Dreamland, awake and slay me—
Let me bleed in the moonlight.
I’m lonesome, dying to be free.
I watched you fall in love
With a faceless form.
To think, I thought it was me
Who would always keep you warm.
There is sorrow when you do not arrive,
I feel the thunder in my heart.
And it hurts with every beating
When I wake and I am still alive.
You won’t see I bought you a bouquet,
You never kissed the tears from my face
When I waited by the doorway,
And you...
Goodnight. Goodnight.
Dreamland, awake and slay me—
Let me bleed in the moonlight.
I’m lonesome, dying to be free.
I watched you fall in love
With a faceless form.
To think, I thought it was me
Who would always keep you warm.
There is sorrow when you do not arrive,
I feel the thunder in my heart.
And it hurts with every beating
When I wake and I am still alive.
You won’t see I bought you a bouquet,
You never kissed the tears from my face
When I waited by the doorway,
And you...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
30th Aug 2022 2:06am
30th Aug 2022 2:06am
My Heart
My Heart”
I’m afraid someday you will kiss me,
And I will not want to die anymore.
I fear the day you may become dull.
Your heart has always destroyed me.
Why should life be any different now?
What if it ever was just the two of us—
How could I bear the burden of Trust?
I see you, and I am sore with Doubt
Because if you never made me nervous,
I would forget how to love you.
My heart lies listening between us…
Speak. Please speak to such chambers
With those fears you dare not face.
I will take you into my empty...
I’m afraid someday you will kiss me,
And I will not want to die anymore.
I fear the day you may become dull.
Your heart has always destroyed me.
Why should life be any different now?
What if it ever was just the two of us—
How could I bear the burden of Trust?
I see you, and I am sore with Doubt
Because if you never made me nervous,
I would forget how to love you.
My heart lies listening between us…
Speak. Please speak to such chambers
With those fears you dare not face.
I will take you into my empty...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
26th Aug 2022 1:51am
26th Aug 2022 1:51am
Fireflies
Fireflies”
I feel so profoundly disturbed
When I see the rain pouring down
In the sunlight where I am alone
On a walk through the cemetery.
I hear the silent graves weeping
With voices that may be my own.
Am I dying, or have I gone insane?
I hear them say I’ve been talking to myself,
And they all are laughing at the way I look
In such company as I walk along the green.
I never saw the fireflies they mentioned.
But there are shadows in my field,
A deeper dark in the depths of coming night,
Where they say I’ll see...
I feel so profoundly disturbed
When I see the rain pouring down
In the sunlight where I am alone
On a walk through the cemetery.
I hear the silent graves weeping
With voices that may be my own.
Am I dying, or have I gone insane?
I hear them say I’ve been talking to myself,
And they all are laughing at the way I look
In such company as I walk along the green.
I never saw the fireflies they mentioned.
But there are shadows in my field,
A deeper dark in the depths of coming night,
Where they say I’ll see...
#depression
#gay
#LGBT
#MentalHealth
#graveyard
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
25th Aug 2022 3:47pm
25th Aug 2022 3:47pm
Do You Miss Me
Do You Miss Me”
Spring is the time of the love bird’s song—
The snow that came before I thought would never end.
Summer came, and you had gone away.
I wish I was as dead as I’ve become to you.
Do you miss me when you are feeling hurt?
Do you miss me when nobody holds your hand?
I still sleep sometimes, but then I find an ache:
A terror seizes me in the stillness of the dark…
It says within the night that you will talk to me,
But I will not hear the words you say.
You’ll be like the dead things that speak in the void, ...
Spring is the time of the love bird’s song—
The snow that came before I thought would never end.
Summer came, and you had gone away.
I wish I was as dead as I’ve become to you.
Do you miss me when you are feeling hurt?
Do you miss me when nobody holds your hand?
I still sleep sometimes, but then I find an ache:
A terror seizes me in the stillness of the dark…
It says within the night that you will talk to me,
But I will not hear the words you say.
You’ll be like the dead things that speak in the void, ...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
24th Aug 2022 5:00pm
24th Aug 2022 5:00pm
The Flowers
The Flowers”
I dreamed that I dreamed about your face,
I want to wake up, and see you’ve come home.
The night you died; you said it hurts to sleep so sound
In a sweet dark so deep just before the moon shone
On the rose petals kissing your gown in a rain of crimson light.
The tears that fell from my eyes on the coffin you became
Watered such bouquets as alas! had begun to wilt.
Coming back to life, they blossomed and blushed
And I swore to return to this garden of death
To keep the flowers from withering away.
Now, the...
I dreamed that I dreamed about your face,
I want to wake up, and see you’ve come home.
The night you died; you said it hurts to sleep so sound
In a sweet dark so deep just before the moon shone
On the rose petals kissing your gown in a rain of crimson light.
The tears that fell from my eyes on the coffin you became
Watered such bouquets as alas! had begun to wilt.
Coming back to life, they blossomed and blushed
And I swore to return to this garden of death
To keep the flowers from withering away.
Now, the...
#gay
#death
#LGBT
#flowers
#graveyard
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