Poems About Men by Top Critiquers
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Poems about men by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Northern_Soul
Poem Published
11th Jul 2024 11:15am
11th Jul 2024 11:15am
Animal
the fucking legs on that, she says
her mind somewhere else
as she stares down the lifeguard
a set of perfectly chiselled quads
walking down the side of the pool
might be worth drowning,
she continues
as he fiddles with his phone
her eyes branding themselves
on his yeah-I-work-out ass
you not into it? she asks
dude… I’m really fucking not
don’t get me wrong, I’m hotter
than I’ve been in years,
but I’ve a drawer full...
her mind somewhere else
as she stares down the lifeguard
a set of perfectly chiselled quads
walking down the side of the pool
might be worth drowning,
she continues
as he fiddles with his phone
her eyes branding themselves
on his yeah-I-work-out ass
you not into it? she asks
dude… I’m really fucking not
don’t get me wrong, I’m hotter
than I’ve been in years,
but I’ve a drawer full...
#lust
#women
#men #aging
#men #aging
191 reads
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brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
29th Aug 2021 4:54am
29th Aug 2021 4:54am
I never told you what you taught me
Hollow
It's hard to mourn
someone who was never really present.
Now that you're gone,
nothing much has changed.
Does that make you sad?
Good; now you understand.
Hide
I was just a kid.
Freeze
Stay silent
Be ashamed
You'll never know you're the one
who taught me
this world is not safe.
Heal
You cracked me open.
Light peeked in;
poetry poured out.
I wasn't ready
to be allowed to feel;
making art is making love
...
It's hard to mourn
someone who was never really present.
Now that you're gone,
nothing much has changed.
Does that make you sad?
Good; now you understand.
Hide
I was just a kid.
Freeze
Stay silent
Be ashamed
You'll never know you're the one
who taught me
this world is not safe.
Heal
You cracked me open.
Light peeked in;
poetry poured out.
I wasn't ready
to be allowed to feel;
making art is making love
...
#love
#men
#forgiveness #secrets
#forgiveness #secrets
494 reads
8 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 11:59pm
9th Oct 2024 11:59pm
Devil
He was kissed by the devil
I chased him.
I chased him.
#boyfriend
#love
#lover #men
#lover #men
85 reads
4 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
15th Mar 2020 6:15pm
15th Mar 2020 6:15pm
Man don't die
Hold It In
What Ever THe Pain
I'll SWallow It
SHow No Tears
EVeryOne Knows
Men Don't CRy
shoulder The Blame
KEep Playing THe Game
When IT Gets Scary
I'll SHow No Fear
WHen They Come Around
PRetend To Be Happy
Because EVeryone Knows
Men Don't CRy
WHen It Gets Dark
SAve The Day
IF It Hurts
IGnore The Pain
When It's HEavy
CArry The Weight
If YoU Break,
SMile And Be On Your MERry Way
IN The End Everyone KNows
A Real Men Don't Cry
THey Just Die Inside
What Ever THe Pain
I'll SWallow It
SHow No Tears
EVeryOne Knows
Men Don't CRy
shoulder The Blame
KEep Playing THe Game
When IT Gets Scary
I'll SHow No Fear
WHen They Come Around
PRetend To Be Happy
Because EVeryone Knows
Men Don't CRy
WHen It Gets Dark
SAve The Day
IF It Hurts
IGnore The Pain
When It's HEavy
CArry The Weight
If YoU Break,
SMile And Be On Your MERry Way
IN The End Everyone KNows
A Real Men Don't Cry
THey Just Die Inside
#men
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
419 reads
4 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 3:53pm
17th Jan 2025 3:53pm
The Bartender's Tip
I get his tip and what I do
to him is my tip & bar tab!
I take his tip into my warm
wet mouth greedily wanting
to taste him! I fondle his
nuts and he moans and we
are both happy when he cums.
I keep it simple with cheap beer
and then a shot of peach schnapps
I order when I am leaving.
Until next time, Tony.
to him is my tip & bar tab!
I take his tip into my warm
wet mouth greedily wanting
to taste him! I fondle his
nuts and he moans and we
are both happy when he cums.
I keep it simple with cheap beer
and then a shot of peach schnapps
I order when I am leaving.
Until next time, Tony.
#men
#sex
126 reads
3 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
1st Jun 2022 00:00am
1st Jun 2022 00:00am
This Time
This Time
In an infinite number
in any direction,
The Quarter,
The Classic,
The Agent,
The Monk,
the same way
it was written
in the script.
You never know
who else
wants
to be
a monk.
They all
do.
In an infinite number
in any direction,
The Quarter,
The Classic,
The Agent,
The Monk,
the same way
it was written
in the script.
You never know
who else
wants
to be
a monk.
They all
do.
#women
#men
#LGBT
#humankind
#transgender
417 reads
6 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 11:09am
23rd Apr 2024 11:09am
Mam'selle Villanelle
Shall we take a walk Mam'selle Villanelle,
away from the bustle of our village
across the meadows to some shady dell
far from gossip and the village church bell
and your Ma' brewing spells in her cottage,
shall we take a walk, Mam'selle Villanelle?
For curtains twitch and tongues wag where we dwell
hark' the village bell tolls for some marriage,
we'll be alone, dear, in my...shady dell.
Those bells are surely sounding love's death knell
hear that trundle of a baby carriage,
shall we walk...
away from the bustle of our village
across the meadows to some shady dell
far from gossip and the village church bell
and your Ma' brewing spells in her cottage,
shall we take a walk, Mam'selle Villanelle?
For curtains twitch and tongues wag where we dwell
hark' the village bell tolls for some marriage,
we'll be alone, dear, in my...shady dell.
Those bells are surely sounding love's death knell
hear that trundle of a baby carriage,
shall we walk...
#funny
#men
#villanelle
90 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 7:19am
12th Oct 2022 7:19am
The Type
I wish I was the type
who needed moonlight, sonnets, charm,
to turn the key and make the engine run.
But cursed with curiosity
unceasing as to male form,
all that a man must ever learn
is up from down when handling a fly.
I’m the type to blush and say thank you
when flashed, or sent an unsolicited picture.
Even the ones that kill my curiosity
cannot kill it for long,
and soon the cat is wandering again,
its nine deaths no lesson.
For I’m the one on Chatroulette
who doesn’t mind it when
a forty-five-year-old...
who needed moonlight, sonnets, charm,
to turn the key and make the engine run.
But cursed with curiosity
unceasing as to male form,
all that a man must ever learn
is up from down when handling a fly.
I’m the type to blush and say thank you
when flashed, or sent an unsolicited picture.
Even the ones that kill my curiosity
cannot kill it for long,
and soon the cat is wandering again,
its nine deaths no lesson.
For I’m the one on Chatroulette
who doesn’t mind it when
a forty-five-year-old...
#lust
#men
#erotic #dirty
#erotic #dirty
388 reads
2 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
1st Jun 2019 5:27am
1st Jun 2019 5:27am
penile'lizing
#love
#dark
#women #men
#women #men
468 reads
2 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 7:23pm
26th Apr 2024 7:23pm
Your Brother Barry
I just got a call from
Your brother, Barry
Complaining about
His mean wife Mary
Claimed things between them
had gotten very hairy
Actually, more like really scary
He didn't know why
He'd ever gotten married
I didn't have even a hunch
That's when he told me
"Thanks so much but
I fixed her hinney for good
By making believe she was food
He just chopped her up
Cooked her whole body
And served it up for lunch
Your brother, Barry
Complaining about
His mean wife Mary
Claimed things between them
had gotten very hairy
Actually, more like really scary
He didn't know why
He'd ever gotten married
I didn't have even a hunch
That's when he told me
"Thanks so much but
I fixed her hinney for good
By making believe she was food
He just chopped her up
Cooked her whole body
And served it up for lunch
#husband
#marriage
#men
#murder
#wife
196 reads
6 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
24th Jun 2023 3:30am
24th Jun 2023 3:30am
Who cares what we see ?
I understand now that I'm not a wreck but a deeply caring person in a structured decaying environment . I feel deep emotions I cry and I smile because I'm paying attention. Watching all the time and I feel every change in a face without a sound . It’s my heart it’s infiltrated my eyes and my mind . People are becoming a commodity how many hours of a body can be utilised working for its pay to stay afloat in sinking boats of interest rises and electric and gas charges and the cost to just survive. No wonder we are becoming desensitised. How can one not be to cope in such choppy waters . I...
#children
#women
#men
#humankind
#sacrifice
286 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2023 2:05am
2nd Oct 2023 2:05am
The Reason Why He Touched The Dial
Marty became so sick and
tired of listening to those old
songs on his dad's radio.
tired of listening to those old
songs on his dad's radio.
#father
#men
#cars
#music
#fiction
184 reads
0 Comments
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