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.
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
29th Mar 2023 7:19am
29th Mar 2023 7:19am
A Sapphic Talibanic
#religion
#ignorance
#masculinity #deception
#masculinity #deception
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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
302 reads
3 Comments
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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5 Comments
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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1 Comment
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
215 reads
7 Comments
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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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
4th Dec 2022 8:16pm
4th Dec 2022 8:16pm
acting like a man
you thought you couldn't be a man because
you couldn't brutalise,
because you dreamed of making love
or being made love to,
unable and unwilling to
kill that which you would fuck
or fuck that which you'd kill.
a man flings Jezebel to dogs,
has dreams at least of being strong,
of sewing oats and conquering.
you couldn't even fit the type
set out for queers like you,
promiscuous and gay,
buried as you are in pounds of flesh,
wielding a brittle tongue.
and so it was that years passed by
without much...
you couldn't brutalise,
because you dreamed of making love
or being made love to,
unable and unwilling to
kill that which you would fuck
or fuck that which you'd kill.
a man flings Jezebel to dogs,
has dreams at least of being strong,
of sewing oats and conquering.
you couldn't even fit the type
set out for queers like you,
promiscuous and gay,
buried as you are in pounds of flesh,
wielding a brittle tongue.
and so it was that years passed by
without much...
#love
#gay
#identity #masculinity
#identity #masculinity
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Sandals
Poem Published
14th Oct 2022 5:34am
14th Oct 2022 5:34am
The Ah Search For Jerry Thick(After The Ah War For Auntee Ella)
#lesbian
#secrets
#gothic
#ForbiddenLove
#masculinity
216 reads
2 Comments
Sandals
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 4:21pm
12th Oct 2022 4:21pm
Luvaz Of An Ah Difference Of Essential Living
#erotic
#ForbiddenLove
#witches
#masculinity
#seductive
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oskar
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2022 10:14am
3rd Oct 2022 10:14am
oil Jackpot in Norway
Oil jackpot
When coming home from the ship, his coastal town
was in an uproar from every window, people shouted
and banged pot pans together
People danced in the street, which was unheard of
young people shamelessly made love under oaks
so eagerly that trees that had been around forever
lost their leaves.
At home, his mother hollered, from the window
we are richer than the Americans, wealthier then
the Saudis.
His father said, no point going back to see if we can
Pakistanis and the Philippines for this.
People had...
When coming home from the ship, his coastal town
was in an uproar from every window, people shouted
and banged pot pans together
People danced in the street, which was unheard of
young people shamelessly made love under oaks
so eagerly that trees that had been around forever
lost their leaves.
At home, his mother hollered, from the window
we are richer than the Americans, wealthier then
the Saudis.
His father said, no point going back to see if we can
Pakistanis and the Philippines for this.
People had...
#men
#soldiers
#friendship
#heroic
#masculinity
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