Poems About Masculinity Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about masculinity seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Not even second class
A fucking white male
So privileged
Far right misogynistic
Extreme family man
Nazi ad infinitum expelleleosism
The solution to this white stain?
Replacement
Or total annihilation?
So privileged
Far right misogynistic
Extreme family man
Nazi ad infinitum expelleleosism
The solution to this white stain?
Replacement
Or total annihilation?
#lies
#masculinity
#oppression
#responsibility
#tradition
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Silent and Rough
I am the blood amidst root-like veins
Giving word of life unto our silent father
I bring upon the world many reigns
Of stone and steel, a roughness that smothers.
I am immobile: my time is silent and still
But to whims of the world I never kneel
I can be the strength and the soothing presence
That will carry you forth even in my absence.
I find solace standing in the prairie
And mighty Sol brings power to me
In this world so solemn yet fiery
All but your own self are an enemy.
Only when we are...
Giving word of life unto our silent father
I bring upon the world many reigns
Of stone and steel, a roughness that smothers.
I am immobile: my time is silent and still
But to whims of the world I never kneel
I can be the strength and the soothing presence
That will carry you forth even in my absence.
I find solace standing in the prairie
And mighty Sol brings power to me
In this world so solemn yet fiery
All but your own self are an enemy.
Only when we are...
#respect
#rhyming
#spiritual #masculinity
#spiritual #masculinity
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Built Different
I generate my own fire
I just need room to breathe
Opportunity to get behind
immune to a confidants belief
High strung excitable energy
even sleep bangs the drum
Anxiety is CHAOS
receive as perceived and succumb
Black Lion lives matter
this one forms the heart of Voltron
Every limb competes ferocious
best believe the bite brawn
My preference is meeting calamities
ROARING face forward
To collect scars across the chest
as Achievement awards
That’s speaking in General
on ink stars of war topics ...
I just need room to breathe
Opportunity to get behind
immune to a confidants belief
High strung excitable energy
even sleep bangs the drum
Anxiety is CHAOS
receive as perceived and succumb
Black Lion lives matter
this one forms the heart of Voltron
Every limb competes ferocious
best believe the bite brawn
My preference is meeting calamities
ROARING face forward
To collect scars across the chest
as Achievement awards
That’s speaking in General
on ink stars of war topics ...
#masculinity
#philosophical
#fate
#redemption
#TruthOfLife
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C.S.I.
The very definition of deadbeat
is every last conservative we know
hell for leather at the buy bull retreat
and the dog and pony deer hunter show
to study the latest mass murder kit
cuz deer and people weigh about the same
so bullets make the same ballistic hit
on legal or illegal human game...
about which they fantasize all day long,
when they're not bitching about Taylor Swift
and how woke she is with her latest song
where lyrics are too big for them to sift
like the ideation they should have learned
from all the schoolbooks...
is every last conservative we know
hell for leather at the buy bull retreat
and the dog and pony deer hunter show
to study the latest mass murder kit
cuz deer and people weigh about the same
so bullets make the same ballistic hit
on legal or illegal human game...
about which they fantasize all day long,
when they're not bitching about Taylor Swift
and how woke she is with her latest song
where lyrics are too big for them to sift
like the ideation they should have learned
from all the schoolbooks...
#violence
#PopCulture
#ignorance
#tradition
#masculinity
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REINCARNATION
when i was a woman
every step
seemed a dance
choreographed
by the gods,
holy and perfect
in its ordinary way
i seemed delicate
but carried
a secret strength,
my power
emanating
from bronze skin
that was soft as
summer air
and like heaven
to touch
then, i only
wondered
what it
might be like
to live as a man --
hard, gallant
behind my armor,
chivalrous,
but steeled
against the onslaught
a mighty warrior,
or at least ...
every step
seemed a dance
choreographed
by the gods,
holy and perfect
in its ordinary way
i seemed delicate
but carried
a secret strength,
my power
emanating
from bronze skin
that was soft as
summer air
and like heaven
to touch
then, i only
wondered
what it
might be like
to live as a man --
hard, gallant
behind my armor,
chivalrous,
but steeled
against the onslaught
a mighty warrior,
or at least ...
#masculinity
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Regnum Hominis
The boastful will not admit it
but they fall from grace all the time
to show the obverse of sublime
with one more apoplectic fit,
most wisely seen from well afar
when they preach to the simping twit
of vanity mixed with YouTube grit
(or something even more bizarre)
to sell the rubes some shoes of gold
so they as well might be the king
of ersatz new instead of old,
or stock shares of some trending thing
which they can rule right away...
with Midas glitter hell to pay.
but they fall from grace all the time
to show the obverse of sublime
with one more apoplectic fit,
most wisely seen from well afar
when they preach to the simping twit
of vanity mixed with YouTube grit
(or something even more bizarre)
to sell the rubes some shoes of gold
so they as well might be the king
of ersatz new instead of old,
or stock shares of some trending thing
which they can rule right away...
with Midas glitter hell to pay.
#identity
#politics
#consumerism
#ignorance
#masculinity
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Gaza
With whole families in an instant snuffed out
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
I know that there's no fortress sound enough;
no wall, no border, and no keen redoubt
which would ever convincingly rebuff
all that the forces of hate may compel
to cascade down upon the open meek;
all of the elements of vassal hell
predisposed to turning an abject cheek,
and by such a turn to press an attack
that no old combat honor would condone.
Only the faux virtuous brainiac,
who was by the risk all too crudely prone ...
#HumanRights
#responsibility
#masculinity #risk
#masculinity #risk
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And the women
Tell the women
who tell the women,
who pass it down,
the unwanted hand,
the passive aggression,
actual aggression,
- control.
The women tell the women
who tell the women,
who pass it down,
of the nail that scrapes
at walls of consent,
unwarranted imagery,
the shrunken heart
that thrums in her chest
so reduced,
contained,
caged
until it is more than a conversation
between bar on bar on bar,
it's a howl,
it's a war cry,
a breaking of the bonds,
a waking in the cavity,
a song...
who tell the women,
who pass it down,
the unwanted hand,
the passive aggression,
actual aggression,
- control.
The women tell the women
who tell the women,
who pass it down,
of the nail that scrapes
at walls of consent,
unwarranted imagery,
the shrunken heart
that thrums in her chest
so reduced,
contained,
caged
until it is more than a conversation
between bar on bar on bar,
it's a howl,
it's a war cry,
a breaking of the bonds,
a waking in the cavity,
a song...
#anger
#hope
#PTSD #masculinity
#PTSD #masculinity
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Male Tears
I haven’t processed half of what I should.
The constant state of man is such:
we shed tears in the dark, as understood
at five or so that even death is much
preferable to girlishness,
or what’s perceived as such.
We wander in the deadly wilderness
whose spirit quests were forced by other men;
the system justified, even while it kills.
We strip the song from out the wren,
the boys from out the men.
And pack the hearts in stone that chills.
And so do male tears collect, in clay fleshpots
in silence stored, inscribed...
The constant state of man is such:
we shed tears in the dark, as understood
at five or so that even death is much
preferable to girlishness,
or what’s perceived as such.
We wander in the deadly wilderness
whose spirit quests were forced by other men;
the system justified, even while it kills.
We strip the song from out the wren,
the boys from out the men.
And pack the hearts in stone that chills.
And so do male tears collect, in clay fleshpots
in silence stored, inscribed...
#sadness
#depression
#LifeStruggles #masculinity
#LifeStruggles #masculinity
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In my place
It is what it is
I don't feel put off
When alphas try to find my place
While I perform the masculine
I don't mind
Because then we are equal
They come at me
As they would a fellow man
They think is chicken shit, too
I have noticed
That these particular flexers
Are always in peril
Of a 'weakling' surprising them
So see
Don't get fired up ladies
... So called 'beta' males
Just stand your ground
And do what you do
It ain't your job to paint a scene
You ain't gonna change their view ...
I don't feel put off
When alphas try to find my place
While I perform the masculine
I don't mind
Because then we are equal
They come at me
As they would a fellow man
They think is chicken shit, too
I have noticed
That these particular flexers
Are always in peril
Of a 'weakling' surprising them
So see
Don't get fired up ladies
... So called 'beta' males
Just stand your ground
And do what you do
It ain't your job to paint a scene
You ain't gonna change their view ...
#women
#men
#masculinity #GenderDysphoria
#masculinity #GenderDysphoria
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A Sapphic Talibanic

#religion
#ignorance
#masculinity #deception
#masculinity #deception
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Reflections
Rotten is the mind that thinks of the nice
When pain is the place that leads us to see
And not be blind, in the kind
Of way that we shy and hide
But fight online
And cry in our mum’s house
On the sly and rewind
Back to the man who’s
Outward and kind
For half a week
Until we speak
With a beer and a high five
With a
Miscellaneous man
At a the bar with a tie
And a good suit and a fine
Way of thinking
Fucking why am I
Trying to please these geezer
Who I wouldn’t give the time
In a day to...
When pain is the place that leads us to see
And not be blind, in the kind
Of way that we shy and hide
But fight online
And cry in our mum’s house
On the sly and rewind
Back to the man who’s
Outward and kind
For half a week
Until we speak
With a beer and a high five
With a
Miscellaneous man
At a the bar with a tie
And a good suit and a fine
Way of thinking
Fucking why am I
Trying to please these geezer
Who I wouldn’t give the time
In a day to...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#SelfWorth
#masculinity
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