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.
Sandals
Poem Published
26th Sep 2022 5:34pm
26th Sep 2022 5:34pm
Micuaguainwa
#dark
#gothic
#ForbiddenLove
#crush
#masculinity
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PAR
Poem Published
25th Sep 2022 12:57pm
25th Sep 2022 12:57pm
The Men Who Aren't Men To Say What They Are
some men are
others don't
some men like
others don't
some men live
others don't
some men sleep
others don't
some men say
others don't.
some men say
that they love other men
others don't
some men sleep
with other men
but they say no
some men love
other men
but pretend not to
some men are
Men
others don't.
some men are
men to accept what they are
other men
simply don't.
PAR
others don't
some men like
others don't
some men live
others don't
some men sleep
others don't
some men say
others don't.
some men say
that they love other men
others don't
some men sleep
with other men
but they say no
some men love
other men
but pretend not to
some men are
Men
others don't.
some men are
men to accept what they are
other men
simply don't.
PAR
#men
#gay
#LGBT #masculinity
#LGBT #masculinity
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FreeLove87
SamuraiEde
SamuraiEde
Poem Published
16th Sep 2022 4:40pm
16th Sep 2022 4:40pm
Soft Handed Man
Firm handed greeting met with distain
I’ve shook hands with the elders, but they couldn’t feel pain
When touching my hands they felt no skill or experience
No struggle, no plan only soft inexperience
This had me shook and conflicted
That their perception was so restricted
Had me questioning…
Can you be a man’s man even with soft hands?
My labor is different if you don’t understand
Those before me who worked the plants and mills
That attained trade skills to pay their bills
Blood and sweat from their hands moisturized the earth ...
I’ve shook hands with the elders, but they couldn’t feel pain
When touching my hands they felt no skill or experience
No struggle, no plan only soft inexperience
This had me shook and conflicted
That their perception was so restricted
Had me questioning…
Can you be a man’s man even with soft hands?
My labor is different if you don’t understand
Those before me who worked the plants and mills
That attained trade skills to pay their bills
Blood and sweat from their hands moisturized the earth ...
#masculinity
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Laluma
Poem Published
21st Aug 2022 7:00pm
21st Aug 2022 7:00pm
The Approach
The boy stood looking upon the waves in the sea standing nearby the sand at the beach
When a man stood next to him and asked him what he was doing
He looked at the man and then told him he was thinking of taking a swim
Without noticing or suspecting anything untoward the boy accepted this man's invitation
Which turned out to be an act of subterfuge hiding his true motivations
This man took the boy to his hotel room or rented apartment
They spoke for a while after he had offered him some orange juice
Sooner rather than later they were both in a bathtub...
When a man stood next to him and asked him what he was doing
He looked at the man and then told him he was thinking of taking a swim
Without noticing or suspecting anything untoward the boy accepted this man's invitation
Which turned out to be an act of subterfuge hiding his true motivations
This man took the boy to his hotel room or rented apartment
They spoke for a while after he had offered him some orange juice
Sooner rather than later they were both in a bathtub...
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#masculinity
#emotions
#fear
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Aug 2022 11:05am
12th Aug 2022 11:05am
To guys who don’t read girls
I guess I’d question why
you even read at all,
if not to know people and life
much deeper than you know it now,
and feel the flavour of the fate
that’s also feminine.
It is, I suppose, an opposing pose.
Do you even read men?
Or just gaze glassily at Faulkner
and think about 10-dollar words?
(But only in a Starbucks, of course.)
And if what know about girls is just
whatever you’ve gleaned from de Sade,
and even that dead libertine reflected on
by dust in sunlight more than eyes,
I have to ask:...
you even read at all,
if not to know people and life
much deeper than you know it now,
and feel the flavour of the fate
that’s also feminine.
It is, I suppose, an opposing pose.
Do you even read men?
Or just gaze glassily at Faulkner
and think about 10-dollar words?
(But only in a Starbucks, of course.)
And if what know about girls is just
whatever you’ve gleaned from de Sade,
and even that dead libertine reflected on
by dust in sunlight more than eyes,
I have to ask:...
#men
#books
#feminism #masculinity
#feminism #masculinity
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
12th Aug 2022 1:19am
12th Aug 2022 1:19am
Today's Countenance
If the television set is to be believed then representatives of the fair sex are now expected to air brush away all traces of perceived wretchedness from their very own visages while the troglodytic male members of our species may lounge about with no care whatsoever regarding their manly facial flaws or beard bound meal chunks. I'm sure all that is fair somehow...but I don't see it.
True love, as hot as a panful of Neruda verse, never requires such artificial bracings and cupid's dart will not always wait for my lady's face.
Things are now dangerously informal...
True love, as hot as a panful of Neruda verse, never requires such artificial bracings and cupid's dart will not always wait for my lady's face.
Things are now dangerously informal...
#culture
#masculinity
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 00:10am
5th Aug 2022 00:10am
dog
my father used to joke
that if you lock your wife and a dog
together in the downstairs cupboard
and only let them out after several hours
only the dog will be pleased to see you
and it occurs to me that a lot of his jokes
were about how ugly stupid fat
skinny slutty prudish stuck-up worse
the opposite sex supposedly were
like when he was told that
my stepmother’s friend had been held
at knifepoint and raped
and so she was shy around men
so he looked at her approaching down
the street and said that she’s ...
that if you lock your wife and a dog
together in the downstairs cupboard
and only let them out after several hours
only the dog will be pleased to see you
and it occurs to me that a lot of his jokes
were about how ugly stupid fat
skinny slutty prudish stuck-up worse
the opposite sex supposedly were
like when he was told that
my stepmother’s friend had been held
at knifepoint and raped
and so she was shy around men
so he looked at her approaching down
the street and said that she’s ...
#sex
#violence
#abuse #masculinity
#abuse #masculinity
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
31st Jul 2022 1:31pm
31st Jul 2022 1:31pm
Crusaders
They beat their bosoms loud and long
In their medieval comfort zone
Where hidebound folks think we belong
Back in an age of brass and stone
Where only they may call the shots,
And wise policies are banned,
For fear they may be commie plots
That undermine their fatherland
Where no one dares to get a tat
For fear of vexing dainty eyes
Forever scanning this or that
For still more people to despise,
And surely justified by faith
Which will not always introspect
To chase away paranoia's wraith
Before their peace of mind...
In their medieval comfort zone
Where hidebound folks think we belong
Back in an age of brass and stone
Where only they may call the shots,
And wise policies are banned,
For fear they may be commie plots
That undermine their fatherland
Where no one dares to get a tat
For fear of vexing dainty eyes
Forever scanning this or that
For still more people to despise,
And surely justified by faith
Which will not always introspect
To chase away paranoia's wraith
Before their peace of mind...
#confusion
#tradition
#masculinity
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
14th Jul 2022 1:54am
14th Jul 2022 1:54am
The Amorist
Men, think tonight...as you are getting laid,
"Are there any riches better than this?"
Better than anything else you are paid
Which will not support your next wooing kiss?
Well obviously the answer is no.
So why do some men value more their truck
Or polish hogs to be the best in show
Rather than making effort for a fuck
Which they'll remember to their dying day
As the finest of all possible luck?
Why not prioritize a different way
To see her more by Cupid's arrow struck
After launching from all your deepest wishes?
Cupid...
"Are there any riches better than this?"
Better than anything else you are paid
Which will not support your next wooing kiss?
Well obviously the answer is no.
So why do some men value more their truck
Or polish hogs to be the best in show
Rather than making effort for a fuck
Which they'll remember to their dying day
As the finest of all possible luck?
Why not prioritize a different way
To see her more by Cupid's arrow struck
After launching from all your deepest wishes?
Cupid...
#patience
#heroic
#wisdom #masculinity
#wisdom #masculinity
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 00:18am
8th Jul 2022 00:18am
they quickly turn aggressive
not good with loud
and over friendly types in the pub
who’ll just assume that
I agree with everything they
say I don’t .. ?
and over friendly types in the pub
who’ll just assume that
I agree with everything they
say I don’t .. ?
#masculinity
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2022 1:31am
3rd Jul 2022 1:31am
Hey Dudes,
Please don the mask of sanity
And leave it in its proper place
Where it covers the inanity
Of your ugly hominid face.
Place it before your angry brain
Lurking behind those dopey eyes
Where it prevents the character stain
Your baser antics won't disguise.
Oh you can call it one great lie,
That common courtesy of old,
But it's a finer thing to try
Than your sub cortical scold...
Ever the clumsy cliché cuss
As graceless as a blunderbuss
Or any shameless primal act
Demonstrating your lack of tact.
And leave it in its proper place
Where it covers the inanity
Of your ugly hominid face.
Place it before your angry brain
Lurking behind those dopey eyes
Where it prevents the character stain
Your baser antics won't disguise.
Oh you can call it one great lie,
That common courtesy of old,
But it's a finer thing to try
Than your sub cortical scold...
Ever the clumsy cliché cuss
As graceless as a blunderbuss
Or any shameless primal act
Demonstrating your lack of tact.
#men
#wisdom
#tolerance #masculinity
#tolerance #masculinity
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oskar
Poem Published
7th Jun 2022 6:13pm
7th Jun 2022 6:13pm
I remember Laika
I remember Laika
The warm sun and wind keep winter at bay
but it is time to say goodbye to Laika, the dog
the new face of the moon.
The farewell can’t be delayed a boy has run to
the outer field sits on a stone tries not to cry
the struggle to accept the unavoidable.
Dark cloud from the North where nature is solemn
there is no hint of gaieties in their towns’
architecture
Winter hearts will dispose and scatter misery
protestants do not allow for lofty dreams.
The wind is cold, new rules people must work harder
the...
The warm sun and wind keep winter at bay
but it is time to say goodbye to Laika, the dog
the new face of the moon.
The farewell can’t be delayed a boy has run to
the outer field sits on a stone tries not to cry
the struggle to accept the unavoidable.
Dark cloud from the North where nature is solemn
there is no hint of gaieties in their towns’
architecture
Winter hearts will dispose and scatter misery
protestants do not allow for lofty dreams.
The wind is cold, new rules people must work harder
the...
#children
#men
#BestFriend
#friendship
#masculinity
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