Poems About Masculinity Published by Members Recently Online
#masculinity
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
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
336 reads
5 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
336 reads
5 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
eroseternal
Tim Eros
Tim Eros
Poem Published
8th Oct 2019 5:51am
8th Oct 2019 5:51am
Can't Fight DNA
Born at the bottom of the human food chain.
I'm the hetero-flexible beta-male
No man respects me, no woman wants me
I'm a loser that was created to only fail
While I realize there are other betas that understand
The difference between us is I've finally given up
Too ugly to be a woman, never enjoyed being a man,
Tired of living a life where everything is so fucking tough
Being a beta means I have no stamina, charisma, or power
So I guess I understand why women desire alphas
They can protect them and satisfy them for over...
I'm the hetero-flexible beta-male
No man respects me, no woman wants me
I'm a loser that was created to only fail
While I realize there are other betas that understand
The difference between us is I've finally given up
Too ugly to be a woman, never enjoyed being a man,
Tired of living a life where everything is so fucking tough
Being a beta means I have no stamina, charisma, or power
So I guess I understand why women desire alphas
They can protect them and satisfy them for over...
#masculinity
396 reads
2 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 7:17pm
21st Dec 2024 7:17pm
Why Cant A Man Be More Like A Woman? (This is the counter argument for a song)
I just had to leave
I’m sure he would not understand
That all his yammering On’s
It was getting out of hand
Men are too rational.
Here is what I say about that
Their head is full of bills, bosses
And the occasional sportsman at bat
They are good for
Accusation
Deliberations
Detestations
Criminalization
Infuriation
Quibbling
and
Nags
Why can’t a man be more like a woman? I can’t understand.
Women are like light.
That everyone can't help but stare.
More...
I’m sure he would not understand
That all his yammering On’s
It was getting out of hand
Men are too rational.
Here is what I say about that
Their head is full of bills, bosses
And the occasional sportsman at bat
They are good for
Accusation
Deliberations
Detestations
Criminalization
Infuriation
Quibbling
and
Nags
Why can’t a man be more like a woman? I can’t understand.
Women are like light.
That everyone can't help but stare.
More...
#masculinity
#music
#MyInspiration
206 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 7:17pm
21st Dec 2024 7:17pm
Why Cant A Man Be More Like A Woman? (This is the counter argument for a song)
I just had to leave
I’m sure he would not understand
That all his yammering On’s
It was getting out of hand
Men are too rational.
Here is what I say about that
Their head is full of bills, bosses
And the occasional sportsman at bat
They are good for
Accusation
Deliberations
Detestations
Criminalization
Infuriation
Quibbling
and
Nags
Why can’t a man be more like a woman? I can’t understand.
Women are like light.
That everyone can't help but stare.
More...
I’m sure he would not understand
That all his yammering On’s
It was getting out of hand
Men are too rational.
Here is what I say about that
Their head is full of bills, bosses
And the occasional sportsman at bat
They are good for
Accusation
Deliberations
Detestations
Criminalization
Infuriation
Quibbling
and
Nags
Why can’t a man be more like a woman? I can’t understand.
Women are like light.
That everyone can't help but stare.
More...
#masculinity
#music
#MyInspiration
206 reads
11 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 7:17pm
21st Dec 2024 7:17pm
Why Cant A Man Be More Like A Woman? (This is the counter argument for a song)
I just had to leave
I’m sure he would not understand
That all his yammering On’s
It was getting out of hand
Men are too rational.
Here is what I say about that
Their head is full of bills, bosses
And the occasional sportsman at bat
They are good for
Accusation
Deliberations
Detestations
Criminalization
Infuriation
Quibbling
and
Nags
Why can’t a man be more like a woman? I can’t understand.
Women are like light.
That everyone can't help but stare.
More...
I’m sure he would not understand
That all his yammering On’s
It was getting out of hand
Men are too rational.
Here is what I say about that
Their head is full of bills, bosses
And the occasional sportsman at bat
They are good for
Accusation
Deliberations
Detestations
Criminalization
Infuriation
Quibbling
and
Nags
Why can’t a man be more like a woman? I can’t understand.
Women are like light.
That everyone can't help but stare.
More...
#masculinity
#music
#MyInspiration
206 reads
11 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
27th May 2020 8:18pm
27th May 2020 8:18pm
a Prophets Lament
A bat of an eyelid
A drop of a hat
Mankinds existence
Has been relatively brief
Mankinds influence
Has been beyond belief
And brought much grief
Mere ripples in the seas of time
How come then, so sublime?
This new millennium beckons
With futuristic contemplations
Of mass poverty, and starvation
Nuclear war, and over populations
Reality looks grim
Mankinds chance now look slim
But what hope, or chance?
Evergreen possibilities
With limited perception
As nightmares become a reality
There is little...
A drop of a hat
Mankinds existence
Has been relatively brief
Mankinds influence
Has been beyond belief
And brought much grief
Mere ripples in the seas of time
How come then, so sublime?
This new millennium beckons
With futuristic contemplations
Of mass poverty, and starvation
Nuclear war, and over populations
Reality looks grim
Mankinds chance now look slim
But what hope, or chance?
Evergreen possibilities
With limited perception
As nightmares become a reality
There is little...
#war
#apocalypse
#masculinity
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missjem56
Poem Published
27th May 2020 8:18pm
27th May 2020 8:18pm
a Prophets Lament
A bat of an eyelid
A drop of a hat
Mankinds existence
Has been relatively brief
Mankinds influence
Has been beyond belief
And brought much grief
Mere ripples in the seas of time
How come then, so sublime?
This new millennium beckons
With futuristic contemplations
Of mass poverty, and starvation
Nuclear war, and over populations
Reality looks grim
Mankinds chance now look slim
But what hope, or chance?
Evergreen possibilities
With limited perception
As nightmares become a reality
There is little...
A drop of a hat
Mankinds existence
Has been relatively brief
Mankinds influence
Has been beyond belief
And brought much grief
Mere ripples in the seas of time
How come then, so sublime?
This new millennium beckons
With futuristic contemplations
Of mass poverty, and starvation
Nuclear war, and over populations
Reality looks grim
Mankinds chance now look slim
But what hope, or chance?
Evergreen possibilities
With limited perception
As nightmares become a reality
There is little...
#war
#apocalypse
#masculinity
424 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
27th May 2020 8:18pm
27th May 2020 8:18pm
a Prophets Lament
A bat of an eyelid
A drop of a hat
Mankinds existence
Has been relatively brief
Mankinds influence
Has been beyond belief
And brought much grief
Mere ripples in the seas of time
How come then, so sublime?
This new millennium beckons
With futuristic contemplations
Of mass poverty, and starvation
Nuclear war, and over populations
Reality looks grim
Mankinds chance now look slim
But what hope, or chance?
Evergreen possibilities
With limited perception
As nightmares become a reality
There is little...
A drop of a hat
Mankinds existence
Has been relatively brief
Mankinds influence
Has been beyond belief
And brought much grief
Mere ripples in the seas of time
How come then, so sublime?
This new millennium beckons
With futuristic contemplations
Of mass poverty, and starvation
Nuclear war, and over populations
Reality looks grim
Mankinds chance now look slim
But what hope, or chance?
Evergreen possibilities
With limited perception
As nightmares become a reality
There is little...
#war
#apocalypse
#masculinity
424 reads
0 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2021 4:00pm
23rd Feb 2021 4:00pm
I am the Chest of all Men
I am the chest of all men,
Concave to the rushes of their gray days;
I know the guilts and grief of their women,
What hides in the shoots of their fat dreams,
Staged in the hollows of their pillows.
I beat the breasts of all men,
Drink then rue the body of time spent
Drinking,
I see their dance of sinews:
there at the seams of the night,
shivering shadows,
skin abrupting skin.
I am the chest of all men,
flex the biceps of yellowed ambitions
caress the paintings and books
that live only in their swaggering hearts and...
Concave to the rushes of their gray days;
I know the guilts and grief of their women,
What hides in the shoots of their fat dreams,
Staged in the hollows of their pillows.
I beat the breasts of all men,
Drink then rue the body of time spent
Drinking,
I see their dance of sinews:
there at the seams of the night,
shivering shadows,
skin abrupting skin.
I am the chest of all men,
flex the biceps of yellowed ambitions
caress the paintings and books
that live only in their swaggering hearts and...
#men
#masculinity
779 reads
11 Comments
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