Poems About Men Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about men seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Seconds away
I woke up with the feeling
of centipedes walking over me
I concluded that it was you, my love...
so I didn't open my eyes
I've let the slow shiver take over me
and it made me forget where fingers begin
or where the skin ends
that was you, my love, I concluded...
I think I fell asleep again
because I don't remember seeing you leave
I just remember you leaving
my skin missing you...
of centipedes walking over me
I concluded that it was you, my love...
so I didn't open my eyes
I've let the slow shiver take over me
and it made me forget where fingers begin
or where the skin ends
that was you, my love, I concluded...
I think I fell asleep again
because I don't remember seeing you leave
I just remember you leaving
my skin missing you...
#husband
#men
#mirror
#lover
#sensual
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Falling on Deaf Ears
#women
#men
#relationships
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Boundaries
Just because I’M sexual doesn’t mean that we should SEX
Just because YOU’RE sexual doesn’t mean that WE should SEX
And what it NEVER means is sexualise ME as a result of MY art and soul
That’s just your reaction
Not attraction
I’m just a vessel
Of expression
That is ALL
You’ve objectified ME sexually
And above all else that disrespects ME and more
It degrades the woman
It disrespects the art
Quite frankly it just makes me ANGRY
Just because I’m attractive doesn’t mean you know who...
Just because YOU’RE sexual doesn’t mean that WE should SEX
And what it NEVER means is sexualise ME as a result of MY art and soul
That’s just your reaction
Not attraction
I’m just a vessel
Of expression
That is ALL
You’ve objectified ME sexually
And above all else that disrespects ME and more
It degrades the woman
It disrespects the art
Quite frankly it just makes me ANGRY
Just because I’m attractive doesn’t mean you know who...
#anger
#men
#relationships #frustration
#relationships #frustration
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Rusty Ralph
I met him on a dancefloor
Rusty Ralph was his name
I didn’t even find him attractive
And yet I invited him in all the same
He had a shiny bald head
With slightly yellowing teeth
Overgrown nails to accompany
The chaotic grin between his cheeks
I’m pretty sure he took advantage
And became a gaslighter soon enough
Tried convincing me, it was me all along
Who tried to take him home from the gaff
I should’ve ended it much sooner
But would I listen, Of course I would not
As always, I like to push...
Rusty Ralph was his name
I didn’t even find him attractive
And yet I invited him in all the same
He had a shiny bald head
With slightly yellowing teeth
Overgrown nails to accompany
The chaotic grin between his cheeks
I’m pretty sure he took advantage
And became a gaslighter soon enough
Tried convincing me, it was me all along
Who tried to take him home from the gaff
I should’ve ended it much sooner
But would I listen, Of course I would not
As always, I like to push...
#regret
#men
#relationships #choices
#relationships #choices
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A Kiss at the Circus of Horrors
Two men, painted in oil on canvas
are under the striped canvas.
Amidst the crowd of curious eyes
in the circus of horrors
where normality is challenged.
Their lips touch, soft and bold,
like a secret shared in the shadows,
they challenge conventions, break chains.
While watched with fascination and buzz.
Simple natural men, their bodies sculpted
they bow towards each other, like flowers in the sun.
Expressions of joy and pleasure on faces
as if the outside world faded away
and only love remained.
The...
are under the striped canvas.
Amidst the crowd of curious eyes
in the circus of horrors
where normality is challenged.
Their lips touch, soft and bold,
like a secret shared in the shadows,
they challenge conventions, break chains.
While watched with fascination and buzz.
Simple natural men, their bodies sculpted
they bow towards each other, like flowers in the sun.
Expressions of joy and pleasure on faces
as if the outside world faded away
and only love remained.
The...
#love
#men
#mirror
#LifeChangingMoment
#passion
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Modern Day Viking
yea
you don't have to look defeated..
a Warrior retreated
feel depleted...
from mistakes repeated
take inventory of the soul
one day at a time
get back to grass roots of what it is
to be you
man down?...man up
there's a blessing in every lesson
in every honest confession
don't allow your faults to lessen
your greatness
manage the damage
as best you can
focus on those gifts and talents
while...
you don't have to look defeated..
a Warrior retreated
feel depleted...
from mistakes repeated
take inventory of the soul
one day at a time
get back to grass roots of what it is
to be you
man down?...man up
there's a blessing in every lesson
in every honest confession
don't allow your faults to lessen
your greatness
manage the damage
as best you can
focus on those gifts and talents
while...
#men
#inspirational
#CallToAction #mythology
#CallToAction #mythology
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So Soon
When I met a world so filled
with sweet cream and tasty shiny things,
was I wrong to want so much of it so soon?
The endowments we brought into the world from our births
were nurtured by our mothers' sacrifice and love.
And when it was time (or too soon), our virgin beauty
was easily given and graciously received.
I’m still thankful for the gifts of the flesh
and pray that my daughter will one day
share her gifts in grace and beauty.
with sweet cream and tasty shiny things,
was I wrong to want so much of it so soon?
The endowments we brought into the world from our births
were nurtured by our mothers' sacrifice and love.
And when it was time (or too soon), our virgin beauty
was easily given and graciously received.
I’m still thankful for the gifts of the flesh
and pray that my daughter will one day
share her gifts in grace and beauty.
#lust
#men
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they were never traced
two old blokes, sitting in their
armchairs, would often discuss
last year’s series of robberies
in the village; one looked slightly shamefaced, but the other, raising
his glass, said, here’s to us ..
armchairs, would often discuss
last year’s series of robberies
in the village; one looked slightly shamefaced, but the other, raising
his glass, said, here’s to us ..
#men
#aging
#PopCulture
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Deep Inside
When you are inside a woman it is actually being inside another
With her having the title of sister, auntie, daughter, grandmother or mother,
“A personal gift given at that special moment just for you
To become oneness and bonded especially if she is someone new,
It is an honor to be chosen and welcomed into her inner embrace
To travel to that wonderland so enjoy being within that magical place,
“Respect the journey, because she might not even respect herself
And if you notice, do not sexually indulge try to provide some form...
With her having the title of sister, auntie, daughter, grandmother or mother,
“A personal gift given at that special moment just for you
To become oneness and bonded especially if she is someone new,
It is an honor to be chosen and welcomed into her inner embrace
To travel to that wonderland so enjoy being within that magical place,
“Respect the journey, because she might not even respect herself
And if you notice, do not sexually indulge try to provide some form...
#women
#men
#sex
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Women Ask Men to Scoot Over
Usually it's in bed
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
Reluctantly of course we move
Often we'd like to stay where we are
Men never use the word SCOOT
That's a female word all the way
I read this to her
She asks me what I'm trying to prove
I tell her I don't like the SCOOT word
How come she asks
I tell her that she's more fun close by
She's quiet for a moment
Then tells me to SCOOT
#women
#men
#dialogue
#sleep
#PowerOfWords
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No Sleep
If the only way I have to keep a woman is by my checkbook
Then when she walks away in gold digger disgust all I can do is look,
“No sleepless night coming my way or my soul is shook
The only thing I will miss is her sucking dick and the meals she cook,
“I call it profitable addition, because of common sense subtraction
Because bitches with attitudes and bullshit always give me a negative reaction,
“Having them scream ‘fuck you CS’ and calling me a gay-ass bitch
A ho’s opinion, because I will never be a recipient of a penetrating dick, ...
Then when she walks away in gold digger disgust all I can do is look,
“No sleepless night coming my way or my soul is shook
The only thing I will miss is her sucking dick and the meals she cook,
“I call it profitable addition, because of common sense subtraction
Because bitches with attitudes and bullshit always give me a negative reaction,
“Having them scream ‘fuck you CS’ and calling me a gay-ass bitch
A ho’s opinion, because I will never be a recipient of a penetrating dick, ...
#women
#men
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LUST AND GREED
LUST AND GREED
Wearing a veil of evil they gather together in darkness to join in unholy matrimony Greed and Lust. A union of sin with evil grins the groom and bride exchanged vows.
GREED: "I promise to lay riches at your feet and put power in your hands."
LUST: "I promise to fulfill all of your sexual desires. "
By the powers invested in evil the groom and bride kissed.
Written by: Keith Edward Baucum
Wearing a veil of evil they gather together in darkness to join in unholy matrimony Greed and Lust. A union of sin with evil grins the groom and bride exchanged vows.
GREED: "I promise to lay riches at your feet and put power in your hands."
LUST: "I promise to fulfill all of your sexual desires. "
By the powers invested in evil the groom and bride kissed.
Written by: Keith Edward Baucum
#women
#men
#humankind
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