Transgender Poems
#transgender
Transgender poems, here you'll find poetry about transgender people, and what it's like to be transgender. Poems exploring gender identity and expression, and the challenges faced by transgender people.
poetryaccident
Poem Published
5th Dec 2019 11:41pm
5th Dec 2019 11:41pm
Acceptance
Acceptance by friends is most kind
given they don’t know my mind
even as the questions reign
traditions felt in harsh complaint
ill intent is not the goal
as reactions come and go
when the source defies a life
expectations become a lie
those deviations from the norm
presented to a perplexed world
are only measured in this way
while self verity defines my day
the combination may instruct
by actions lived the deal is struck
acceptance offered in the storm
revelation as worlds are turned.
©...
given they don’t know my mind
even as the questions reign
traditions felt in harsh complaint
ill intent is not the goal
as reactions come and go
when the source defies a life
expectations become a lie
those deviations from the norm
presented to a perplexed world
are only measured in this way
while self verity defines my day
the combination may instruct
by actions lived the deal is struck
acceptance offered in the storm
revelation as worlds are turned.
©...
#LGBT
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
29th Nov 2019 5:32am
29th Nov 2019 5:32am
Fondest Wishes
If I could wake to the day
to see a body that does not betray
perception of who should stand
in the mirror at my command
the inner image brought to the front
society’s reaction would be blunt
no understanding of what should be
if fondest wishes were complete
this yearning is masked by paradox
living between the pull of poles
this appears to be the goal
treading water at cost of soul
if only dawn of day finally bring
a transformation most would regret
switching places to finally find
nirvana on the...
to see a body that does not betray
perception of who should stand
in the mirror at my command
the inner image brought to the front
society’s reaction would be blunt
no understanding of what should be
if fondest wishes were complete
this yearning is masked by paradox
living between the pull of poles
this appears to be the goal
treading water at cost of soul
if only dawn of day finally bring
a transformation most would regret
switching places to finally find
nirvana on the...
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
24th Nov 2019 2:30am
24th Nov 2019 2:30am
The Measured Size
Subtractions to the measured size
put to the body in respite
imaginations of what should be
are disproved by verity
searching for worthiness
in mirror’s view of countenance
majorities look across the fence
at verdant spreads they can’t express
those increments of number’s bane
stating size that damns the same
whether the measure's minimal
or double-digit on the frame
each desires reduction’s balm
shifting shapes in full resolve
to meet the image far beyond
reality’s capacity to respond.
©...
put to the body in respite
imaginations of what should be
are disproved by verity
searching for worthiness
in mirror’s view of countenance
majorities look across the fence
at verdant spreads they can’t express
those increments of number’s bane
stating size that damns the same
whether the measure's minimal
or double-digit on the frame
each desires reduction’s balm
shifting shapes in full resolve
to meet the image far beyond
reality’s capacity to respond.
©...
#beauty
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
21st Nov 2019 10:44pm
21st Nov 2019 10:44pm
Confirmed in Dress
Clothes evoke chains of decency
propriety the world desires to see
a battle that’s surely lost
when spirit rises to pay the cost
the norm embraces decorum’s plea
to seek the blanket of propriety
others reject this notion to reveal
the individual not brought to heel
they may choose to show the flesh
or present the gender felt in the breast
these lofty goals bend the rules
arousing passions that may confuse
even while the celebrants
those who face mistaken jeers
know their choice is surely blessed
with...
propriety the world desires to see
a battle that’s surely lost
when spirit rises to pay the cost
the norm embraces decorum’s plea
to seek the blanket of propriety
others reject this notion to reveal
the individual not brought to heel
they may choose to show the flesh
or present the gender felt in the breast
these lofty goals bend the rules
arousing passions that may confuse
even while the celebrants
those who face mistaken jeers
know their choice is surely blessed
with...
#beauty
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
21st Nov 2019 10:39pm
21st Nov 2019 10:39pm
Mountain Heights
Lust comes in many forms
some pedestrian and others scorned
each with a root that demands
possession taken with outcomes damned
this tumult is the stomping ground
of the souls who have found
forms acquired at time of birth
deny the vision found in the heart
thus jealousy is mixed with a thirst
admiration turned to an urge
to be like that which passions seek
this metaphor of the oblique
the end result is sanity
knowledge gained when cravings peak
goals are set on mountain heights
for both the body and...
some pedestrian and others scorned
each with a root that demands
possession taken with outcomes damned
this tumult is the stomping ground
of the souls who have found
forms acquired at time of birth
deny the vision found in the heart
thus jealousy is mixed with a thirst
admiration turned to an urge
to be like that which passions seek
this metaphor of the oblique
the end result is sanity
knowledge gained when cravings peak
goals are set on mountain heights
for both the body and...
#beauty
#transgender
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nicosworld
Poem Published
13th Nov 2019 10:25am
13th Nov 2019 10:25am
Forget her cause she never existed.
I finally have come to terms with how I feel.
My mind is done running in circles.
I took it off repeat.
I shook hands with myself and made a deal.
Put myself in the hot seat and faced some things that have been haunting.
Things I have been longing .
But are soon to be launching.
Saying goodbye to who I was known to be is such a treat.
Who would’ve thought all this pain would’ve come to an end and taste so sweet.
I didn’t accept defeat.
In the end it’s who I was meant to be.
I’ve grown my wings and now I’m free.
From a life...
My mind is done running in circles.
I took it off repeat.
I shook hands with myself and made a deal.
Put myself in the hot seat and faced some things that have been haunting.
Things I have been longing .
But are soon to be launching.
Saying goodbye to who I was known to be is such a treat.
Who would’ve thought all this pain would’ve come to an end and taste so sweet.
I didn’t accept defeat.
In the end it’s who I was meant to be.
I’ve grown my wings and now I’m free.
From a life...
#identity
#rebirth
#transgender #SelfDiscovery
#transgender #SelfDiscovery
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_boybrains
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 2:04am
12th Nov 2019 2:04am
belong to the universe.
i wander
around like
nobody’s child—
the only time i felt
i belonged was
beside a box of
crayons,
stacking words
like babies high
on fuckin’ building
blocks,
i tried joining
clubs but i was
the germ living
in a trailer,
i was
the weird kid
who worships
satan,
i befriended grey
friends called
razors,
lost a friend
who kicked the
bucket from
addiction,
skipping school,
warm meals, diagnosed ...
around like
nobody’s child—
the only time i felt
i belonged was
beside a box of
crayons,
stacking words
like babies high
on fuckin’ building
blocks,
i tried joining
clubs but i was
the germ living
in a trailer,
i was
the weird kid
who worships
satan,
i befriended grey
friends called
razors,
lost a friend
who kicked the
bucket from
addiction,
skipping school,
warm meals, diagnosed ...
#LifeStruggles
#bipolar
#confessional
#EatingDisorder
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 6:16pm
9th Nov 2019 6:16pm
Shed a Tear
Shed a tear for the deceased
put to rest six feet deep
now the attempts are put aside
to truly live against the tide
this empty shroud of could have been
still the shell walks the earth
a husk pretending to be whole
even though the best is gone
while the others dance on graves
exclaiming perversion has been laid
put to ground as dogma states
is the way of holy grace
sharp ridicule filled with disgust
in this world that few may trust
celebrates the hollow victory
the walking dead in mimicry.
...
put to rest six feet deep
now the attempts are put aside
to truly live against the tide
this empty shroud of could have been
still the shell walks the earth
a husk pretending to be whole
even though the best is gone
while the others dance on graves
exclaiming perversion has been laid
put to ground as dogma states
is the way of holy grace
sharp ridicule filled with disgust
in this world that few may trust
celebrates the hollow victory
the walking dead in mimicry.
...
#LGBT
#transgender
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David_Macleod
Poem Published
9th Nov 2019 1:17pm
9th Nov 2019 1:17pm
Transition
Definition: The process or a period of changing from one state or condition to another.
We all transition numerous times
It is a natural human process
transitioning from childhood into
adulthood, young to old, immature
to mature (Many men skip this)
when we transition it should
automatically be respected
we own our own meat
the choices we make
do not have to be justified
some transactions rarely happen
for instance:
Christians into compassionate Christians ...
We all transition numerous times
It is a natural human process
transitioning from childhood into
adulthood, young to old, immature
to mature (Many men skip this)
when we transition it should
automatically be respected
we own our own meat
the choices we make
do not have to be justified
some transactions rarely happen
for instance:
Christians into compassionate Christians ...
#love
#CallToAction
#support
#respect
#transgender
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 3:31pm
2nd Nov 2019 3:31pm
Revelations
I was one of the boys; Eureka shout;
It felt so right in thought when I found out.
A tomboy’s what they used to call me by,
Just as if I were a regular guy.
They never crowded, shouted bi or gay?
I didn’t need a special pass to stray.
It was much more than what they saw I wore,
Red flannel plaid, the toney shoes I had.
For on my sunny, youthful face: peach fuzz,
My boyish chest, that’s all there really was.
I want to say I liked the way
The girl next door would follow me
To college...
It felt so right in thought when I found out.
A tomboy’s what they used to call me by,
Just as if I were a regular guy.
They never crowded, shouted bi or gay?
I didn’t need a special pass to stray.
It was much more than what they saw I wore,
Red flannel plaid, the toney shoes I had.
For on my sunny, youthful face: peach fuzz,
My boyish chest, that’s all there really was.
I want to say I liked the way
The girl next door would follow me
To college...
#LGBT
#transgender
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 1:30am
1st Nov 2019 1:30am
The Closet of the Before
Exploration of the unknown
plumbing depths once concealed
was the passion of the past
shown in displays few surpassed
the cavalcade without demure
exclaimed out loud for all to hear
has fallen quiet once the task
was completed with ends to last
those changes are now internalized
known to self in full resolve
even while the world decides
to disagree with pointed knives
it's no wonder the response
a retreat from consequence
includes identity's detour
to the closet of the before.
© 2019. Sean...
plumbing depths once concealed
was the passion of the past
shown in displays few surpassed
the cavalcade without demure
exclaimed out loud for all to hear
has fallen quiet once the task
was completed with ends to last
those changes are now internalized
known to self in full resolve
even while the world decides
to disagree with pointed knives
it's no wonder the response
a retreat from consequence
includes identity's detour
to the closet of the before.
© 2019. Sean...
#LGBT
#transgender
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_boybrains
Poem Published
28th Oct 2019 1:09am
28th Oct 2019 1:09am
gender dysphoria.
that little
thing livin’
in the back of
my brain,
holding up
big fat mirrors
saying you’re out
of place,
i loathe
the working
room where
i change,
t shirt
sizes can
be a
pain,
i’d rather
suffocate
due to
binding,
i like
swimming
but i won’t
do it,
a dim
lit bathe
inside my
bathroom,
that little
dinner date?
yeah that’s
cancelled,
...
thing livin’
in the back of
my brain,
holding up
big fat mirrors
saying you’re out
of place,
i loathe
the working
room where
i change,
t shirt
sizes can
be a
pain,
i’d rather
suffocate
due to
binding,
i like
swimming
but i won’t
do it,
a dim
lit bathe
inside my
bathroom,
that little
dinner date?
yeah that’s
cancelled,
...
#LGBT
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#transgender
#minimalist
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