Poems About Men Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about men seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
KristinaX
Poem Published
18th Apr 2024 9:00pm
18th Apr 2024 9:00pm
You are the sweetest ingredient...
Hair smells like cinnamon,
skin is as soft as butter.
arching my back, adding curves
Intoxicating mixtures.
Forest honey is on the lips,
And flour, like tenderness,
All plays in the hands,
Turns into dough.
I bake something special,
out of my love and feelings.
I sprinkle beauty...
that I kept for you.
The aroma is incomparable,
I will mix smiles in it.
This dish has a special taste,
I add soul...
All the warmth and care,
an amber ray of sunshine.
Mixing in key lime zest...
I am so tart. ...
skin is as soft as butter.
arching my back, adding curves
Intoxicating mixtures.
Forest honey is on the lips,
And flour, like tenderness,
All plays in the hands,
Turns into dough.
I bake something special,
out of my love and feelings.
I sprinkle beauty...
that I kept for you.
The aroma is incomparable,
I will mix smiles in it.
This dish has a special taste,
I add soul...
All the warmth and care,
an amber ray of sunshine.
Mixing in key lime zest...
I am so tart. ...
#food
#love
#men
#passion
#sexy
804 reads
51 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 10:06pm
15th Apr 2024 10:06pm
Today
Oh what drab, colorless roils drape the sky
As the sky, ashen, grey faced the sun
Clouds billowing
Spread out as tho' to compass all
The sun, the moon, and stars do hide
Those lamps of heavens reaffirming light
Tho' not darkest all -
Not as dark as familiar men's souls
Now conspiracy and conceit do creep
As knavery, treachery, like the worm doth crawl
Burrowing archly in soft rot
Not as men who on stout legs stand
Thin voices hiss the birthing of death
So discourse this discordant band
Full of hubris and cold...
As the sky, ashen, grey faced the sun
Clouds billowing
Spread out as tho' to compass all
The sun, the moon, and stars do hide
Those lamps of heavens reaffirming light
Tho' not darkest all -
Not as dark as familiar men's souls
Now conspiracy and conceit do creep
As knavery, treachery, like the worm doth crawl
Burrowing archly in soft rot
Not as men who on stout legs stand
Thin voices hiss the birthing of death
So discourse this discordant band
Full of hubris and cold...
#men
#betrayal
#manipulation #deception
#manipulation #deception
189 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 10:03pm
15th Apr 2024 10:03pm
No one understands you like I do
I feel sorry for you girls
I can see why so many of you hate men
I listen to guys and the bullshit that comes out of their mouths
Quite pathetic, I must admit
I'm sure it must really insult your intelligence
Sounds like their still in grade school, doesn't it?
It's like they never grew up
What a drag it must be
It's hilarious how much importance they put on your anatomy
It's as if they exist only to get in your pants
Like you have some kind of life saving device stashed up there
You know we're all not like that
Some of us have a grip...
I can see why so many of you hate men
I listen to guys and the bullshit that comes out of their mouths
Quite pathetic, I must admit
I'm sure it must really insult your intelligence
Sounds like their still in grade school, doesn't it?
It's like they never grew up
What a drag it must be
It's hilarious how much importance they put on your anatomy
It's as if they exist only to get in your pants
Like you have some kind of life saving device stashed up there
You know we're all not like that
Some of us have a grip...
#women
#men
#LifeStruggles
#satirical
#ignorance
204 reads
11 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 00:32am
14th Apr 2024 00:32am
Hymn to Destruction
i.
in the end
women opened their throats
loud enough to hear
confessions & testimonies
those words waited for therapies
every Monday with smart suits
and dying yucca plants to write
the words: “never release”
ii.
hibernation with the folks
after insanity blew your fuse,
back to where the forests
were no longer alive
it wore big shirts, found Jesus,
took up climbing and smoking
in a beat up car.
Death with too much to say.
iii.
I never hunted a...
in the end
women opened their throats
loud enough to hear
confessions & testimonies
those words waited for therapies
every Monday with smart suits
and dying yucca plants to write
the words: “never release”
ii.
hibernation with the folks
after insanity blew your fuse,
back to where the forests
were no longer alive
it wore big shirts, found Jesus,
took up climbing and smoking
in a beat up car.
Death with too much to say.
iii.
I never hunted a...
#women
#men
#pagan
150 reads
5 Comments
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 1:02am
13th Apr 2024 1:02am
Hymn to Creation
i.
in the beginning
there was a ram
made of wounds
and starlight
electrical currents
for blood masked
a humble den
of deceit
ii.
the bear tasted
of dark, honeyed pine
forming clenched palms
in the veiled morning mist
carpet burns on knees
that wholly eroticised
the initials carved
into a thigh
iii.
rabbit peered from her hole
flat-eared and frightened,
a universe imploding...
in the beginning
there was a ram
made of wounds
and starlight
electrical currents
for blood masked
a humble den
of deceit
ii.
the bear tasted
of dark, honeyed pine
forming clenched palms
in the veiled morning mist
carpet burns on knees
that wholly eroticised
the initials carved
into a thigh
iii.
rabbit peered from her hole
flat-eared and frightened,
a universe imploding...
#women
#men
#pagan #metaphor
#pagan #metaphor
137 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 3:14pm
11th Apr 2024 3:14pm
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
172 reads
6 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
10th Apr 2024 8:22pm
10th Apr 2024 8:22pm
Falling on Deaf Ears
#women
#men
#relationships
147 reads
4 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
24th Mar 2024 11:36pm
24th Mar 2024 11:36pm
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
186 reads
3 Comments
Kinkwizard_95
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:44am
22nd Mar 2024 2:44am
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
203 reads
5 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 5:02pm
13th Mar 2024 5:02pm
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
149 reads
1 Comment
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 3:07pm
24th Feb 2024 3:07pm
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
291 reads
5 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
6th Feb 2024 00:31am
6th Feb 2024 00:31am
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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4 Comments
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