Poems about Masculinity
#masculinity
Poems about masculinity and what it means to be a man. Poetry about masculinity within mass media and the portrayal of men in societies around the world. Poems about changing attitudes towards masculinity; those who want to do away with traditional gender roles and those who feel vilified or left behind.
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
1st Oct 2023 00:29am
1st Oct 2023 00:29am
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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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Sep 2023 5:39am
25th Sep 2023 5:39am
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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oskar
Poem Published
27th Aug 2023 8:25am
27th Aug 2023 8:25am
busy afternoon
A busy Friday afternoon
Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone.
The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping secrets, and sober leaders
like Putin, appear to be a rarity.
Trump the chomp, has had his mug- shot taken he didn't look pleased, and we agree, it is not the done thing to treat a president this way piling on humiliations like it was confetti, but I think Trump should avoid flying until
We win the election again, the American voters are mad enough to let this happen. ...
Exploding plane, but not an exploding cigar, as days of fun have long since gone.
The Byzantine Empire never left Russia, either that or they were incapable of keeping secrets, and sober leaders
like Putin, appear to be a rarity.
Trump the chomp, has had his mug- shot taken he didn't look pleased, and we agree, it is not the done thing to treat a president this way piling on humiliations like it was confetti, but I think Trump should avoid flying until
We win the election again, the American voters are mad enough to let this happen. ...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #masculinity
#humankind #masculinity
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jenny_is_hungry
Poem Published
25th May 2023 9:11pm
25th May 2023 9:11pm
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
249 reads
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Mar 2023 7:19am
29th Mar 2023 7:19am
A Sapphic Talibanic
#religion
#ignorance
#masculinity #deception
#masculinity #deception
319 reads
6 Comments
Sega
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 6:16pm
12th Mar 2023 6:16pm
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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goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Feb 2023 4:10am
18th Feb 2023 4:10am
Bar Mitzvah Rituals of the Maltese Brotherhood
Bar Mitzvah Rituals of the Maltese Brotherhood
“Hey there Sherri, the fly of my son’s undies has a stain that just won’t come out. Can you work your magic and remove it?”
“Come again, isn’t he eighteen? Shouldn’t he be past that stage?”
“Don’t I wish, eighteen is the peak of their hormones.”
“Is this the same kind you had me scrub until my fingers were red last time?”
“It is only the aloe cucumber lotion. He took his underwear off before achieving ‘O’.”
“How do you know it is just lotion? Surely he didn’t tell you.”
“Believe me the scent...
“Hey there Sherri, the fly of my son’s undies has a stain that just won’t come out. Can you work your magic and remove it?”
“Come again, isn’t he eighteen? Shouldn’t he be past that stage?”
“Don’t I wish, eighteen is the peak of their hormones.”
“Is this the same kind you had me scrub until my fingers were red last time?”
“It is only the aloe cucumber lotion. He took his underwear off before achieving ‘O’.”
“How do you know it is just lotion? Surely he didn’t tell you.”
“Believe me the scent...
#girlfriend
#motherhood
#erotic
#son
#masculinity
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oskar
Poem Published
4th Feb 2023 10:55am
4th Feb 2023 10:55am
my mother the communist
My mother, the communist
My mother was brought up in an orphanage because her father
a confectioner became an alcoholic and lost his job, ended
up looking for work when ships came in and needed dockers
to unload the cargo.
My mother, although working class, was well-read but also
a bit eccentric, she had come to the erroneous conclusion
that only communism (equality in her mind) could bring peace.
It was in one of the papers she read I learned about
Roosevelt’s knowledge of the Japanese Pearl Harbor attack.
I was about twelve years old...
My mother was brought up in an orphanage because her father
a confectioner became an alcoholic and lost his job, ended
up looking for work when ships came in and needed dockers
to unload the cargo.
My mother, although working class, was well-read but also
a bit eccentric, she had come to the erroneous conclusion
that only communism (equality in her mind) could bring peace.
It was in one of the papers she read I learned about
Roosevelt’s knowledge of the Japanese Pearl Harbor attack.
I was about twelve years old...
#identity
#music
#art
#morality
#masculinity
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
17th Dec 2022 11:59pm
17th Dec 2022 11:59pm
One Known As A Female Arnold Schwarzenegger
Yes, it's true that
Sharon does
look like one known
as a female Arnold
Schwarzenegger. But that
does not mean she can not
be such a hot babe in the process.
Sharon does
look like one known
as a female Arnold
Schwarzenegger. But that
does not mean she can not
be such a hot babe in the process.
#friendship
#beauty
#fiction
#dialogue
#masculinity
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Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
16th Dec 2022 10:25pm
16th Dec 2022 10:25pm
God f**k Ye Merry Gentlemen
I could tell Jo had been drinking whilst writing her Xmas Cards, on catching sight of my enveloped address. It tilted like a capsizing ship.
Jo’s perennial greetings seemed to mark a gradual descent into an alcoholic abyss. Her reputation as a ‘party-girl’ at College had been built on an appetite for drinking. Jo’s nickname, The Dentist, reflected her ability to offer simultaneous blow-jobs.
She disliked the moniker at the time, and as the years unfolded, she grew to harbour resentment towards its continued use. In the manner of things, the more she protested, the...
Jo’s perennial greetings seemed to mark a gradual descent into an alcoholic abyss. Her reputation as a ‘party-girl’ at College had been built on an appetite for drinking. Jo’s nickname, The Dentist, reflected her ability to offer simultaneous blow-jobs.
She disliked the moniker at the time, and as the years unfolded, she grew to harbour resentment towards its continued use. In the manner of things, the more she protested, the...
#satirical
#ghosts
#masculinity
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joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
14th Dec 2022 8:45am
THE RAPTURE IS AT HAND: THE DRYING UP OF THE RIVER EUPHRATES IS THE SIGN !!
The Rapture will involve people dying - mass death.
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
Nobody will go up without dying. Forget what your pastor told you.
He doesn't know (and may not even care?)
We read that the Rapture is somehow connected to the River Euphrates(Revelation 9.14-15).
It doesn't say the Rapture explicitly.
But it does speak of "the hour and the day" which is code for the Rapture.(Because when Christ spoke of "the hour and the day," (Matt.24.36)
He was referring to the time of THE RAPTURE.
(Later on we read of "the Euphrates drying up" (Rev.16.12).
So,...
#children
#soldiers
#BestFriend #masculinity
#BestFriend #masculinity
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
8th Dec 2022 7:11pm
8th Dec 2022 7:11pm
Final Boy
a British life so far, in loose French forms
Toxic Male
The hatefulness
begins to sink and root in earth.
The hatefulness
replaces what was happiness,
becomes and gilds and grows the worth.
The toxic flowers choke, then birth
the hatefulness.
The Only Happy Homosexual
The love has waned to finest point.
We're worth as much as mutton joint,
a song displayed in young men's deaths,
a joke to make of dying breaths.
A faery just at our endpoint.
We are the life, led...
Toxic Male
The hatefulness
begins to sink and root in earth.
The hatefulness
replaces what was happiness,
becomes and gilds and grows the worth.
The toxic flowers choke, then birth
the hatefulness.
The Only Happy Homosexual
The love has waned to finest point.
We're worth as much as mutton joint,
a song displayed in young men's deaths,
a joke to make of dying breaths.
A faery just at our endpoint.
We are the life, led...
#gay
#childhood
#memories #masculinity
#memories #masculinity
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