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.
BobbyJames
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:19pm
Yesterday 9:19pm
The Queen and I
This is the first
A Faggot you say?
Where may I inhale the English smoke-stack
Down where you protect The Queen?
Nancy's boots shake the Earth.
Do you know what they'll do?
I lean into my toilet paper-stuffed bra;
Carinatum, I am a Gypsy.
these San Jacinto fingers slide
down empire state thighs.
I'll take a chicken-shit knee for you.
You're proper, of course.
Down, I crouch
to see eye to eye
The golf ball to Hurricane.
Oh you…
How shall I address You?
This magnifying glass is...
A Faggot you say?
Where may I inhale the English smoke-stack
Down where you protect The Queen?
Nancy's boots shake the Earth.
Do you know what they'll do?
I lean into my toilet paper-stuffed bra;
Carinatum, I am a Gypsy.
these San Jacinto fingers slide
down empire state thighs.
I'll take a chicken-shit knee for you.
You're proper, of course.
Down, I crouch
to see eye to eye
The golf ball to Hurricane.
Oh you…
How shall I address You?
This magnifying glass is...
#hate
#erotic
#transgender
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missjem56
Poem Published
20th Nov 2022 4:22pm
20th Nov 2022 4:22pm
On My First Day As A Pensioner
You need
A lot of balls
To be a post op
Trans woman
Life model
Wearing your birthday suit
On your birthday
Aged sixty-six
Yay Me!
by Jemia
A lot of balls
To be a post op
Trans woman
Life model
Wearing your birthday suit
On your birthday
Aged sixty-six
Yay Me!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#aging #transgender
#aging #transgender
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1 Comment
Em-ily
Bumped 11th Nov 2022 1:41pm
2nd Nov 2022 12:37pm
2nd Nov 2022 12:37pm
Things are...different. They're still painful, but somehow...
I'm me.
#love
#transgender
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ragaire
Poem Published
8th Nov 2022 3:32am
8th Nov 2022 3:32am
what the sharks gave me
i wiped blood
on my tissue
felt a string dangling around
in the bowl,
pulled it away with my
fingernails
clutching it in the center
of my
palm
i don't talk about shark week often enough
but i thought of men clutching triggers
with index fingers
as a test of pain
they believe must be
endured,
how my mother
allowed me to arrive
at the most dangerous time
of her life,
that every cycle
she encountered
...
on my tissue
felt a string dangling around
in the bowl,
pulled it away with my
fingernails
clutching it in the center
of my
palm
i don't talk about shark week often enough
but i thought of men clutching triggers
with index fingers
as a test of pain
they believe must be
endured,
how my mother
allowed me to arrive
at the most dangerous time
of her life,
that every cycle
she encountered
...
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
#transgender
#StreamOfConsciousness
#menstruation
68 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
5th Nov 2022 8:49pm
5th Nov 2022 8:49pm
Chchchchanges
I started life
As a second son
Then became
A second daughter
I don't know
Where my life began
But i did this thing
As i knew i oughter
by Jemia
As a second son
Then became
A second daughter
I don't know
Where my life began
But i did this thing
As i knew i oughter
by Jemia
#happiness
#rebirth
#transgender
34 reads
3 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
31st Oct 2022 1:05am
31st Oct 2022 1:05am
Halifax
You grew up fast and now you’re changing your name
Not that I had the chance to give you one
You were a little girl in my arms when we first met
Now you’re a young man of thirteen
No one told me who you were because I already knew
How was I able to tell?
Because when I woke up, I missed you
Not that I had the chance to give you one
You were a little girl in my arms when we first met
Now you’re a young man of thirteen
No one told me who you were because I already knew
How was I able to tell?
Because when I woke up, I missed you
#children
#motherhood
#family
#dreams
#transgender
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
25th Oct 2022 7:20pm
25th Oct 2022 7:20pm
Harcamone
Harcamone”
When I die in a chamber of his heart, alone,
Where a rose rises from the stone,
I will gaze in vacant alleys of sunlight dim
Where every turn inscribes the death in him.
A tale of a rose, a dying dove
In the palm of a dreamer’s love,
To the morning bells that rage
In illiteracy of his final page—
Where is writ his sacred sin
In the blood that clings to his skin,
Which makes so cold, and beautiful
The thorns that agonize his fragile soul
Agonizing as the silence of his grave to be
While through him,...
When I die in a chamber of his heart, alone,
Where a rose rises from the stone,
I will gaze in vacant alleys of sunlight dim
Where every turn inscribes the death in him.
A tale of a rose, a dying dove
In the palm of a dreamer’s love,
To the morning bells that rage
In illiteracy of his final page—
Where is writ his sacred sin
In the blood that clings to his skin,
Which makes so cold, and beautiful
The thorns that agonize his fragile soul
Agonizing as the silence of his grave to be
While through him,...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
75 reads
2 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
15th Oct 2022 5:06pm
15th Oct 2022 5:06pm
The Organ
The Organ”
What am I in your eyes?
I am neither beauty nor reality.
Give me time to think it over—
This thing called eternity.
There are tears in the back of my mind,
Weeping to know which is the mirage—
The dream that we call Today’s Finest Sun.
Perhaps my thoughts are just as real as you?
Wilt thou forgive me? I am no lie!
This I know, but I have no knowledge
As to whether what stands behind me
Can be seen before I turn to meet your gaze.
There is an old man who walks beside me,
He is chained to the...
What am I in your eyes?
I am neither beauty nor reality.
Give me time to think it over—
This thing called eternity.
There are tears in the back of my mind,
Weeping to know which is the mirage—
The dream that we call Today’s Finest Sun.
Perhaps my thoughts are just as real as you?
Wilt thou forgive me? I am no lie!
This I know, but I have no knowledge
As to whether what stands behind me
Can be seen before I turn to meet your gaze.
There is an old man who walks beside me,
He is chained to the...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
102 reads
1 Comment
Em-ily
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 7:18pm
13th Oct 2022 7:18pm
A Poem For MargeryHoyte
Visual
Poem
Poem
#love
#lesbian
#gay
#transgender
#bisexual
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 6:15pm
13th Oct 2022 6:15pm
An Angel in the Rain
An Angel in the Rain”
Your life is my prison of flowers.
Such chains of winter are my shelter.
I have been singing inside of these confines
Keeping me from the sky that I fear.
Your heartbeat goes by unheard:
A sigh in the glass of my wings.
The door is closed forever—
And I am afraid to leave.
Just give me a while to break
Because I cannot breathe without you.
Rain swept the earth from my bones
But I remain buried in the shallow dawn
Where I kissed you through the window
That looks upon the garden of...
Your life is my prison of flowers.
Such chains of winter are my shelter.
I have been singing inside of these confines
Keeping me from the sky that I fear.
Your heartbeat goes by unheard:
A sigh in the glass of my wings.
The door is closed forever—
And I am afraid to leave.
Just give me a while to break
Because I cannot breathe without you.
Rain swept the earth from my bones
But I remain buried in the shallow dawn
Where I kissed you through the window
That looks upon the garden of...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
126 reads
2 Comments
MartenHoyle
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 8:33pm
12th Oct 2022 8:33pm
The Ghost
The Ghost”
You, you’re sleeping across the sea
While I am waking from strange dreams.
I saw no one whose faces I have known
But somehow you were there.
Still hours stand on the rising sun;
Their footfall echoes on the pallid sky.
My tears this morn have broken
Through veils of gilded haze.
There is the figure of a specter standing
In a breath that gathers the leaves.
How it sways upon the winds of dawn.
Does this breeze reach your distant shore?
The ghost speaks in words I spoke before,
Words that...
You, you’re sleeping across the sea
While I am waking from strange dreams.
I saw no one whose faces I have known
But somehow you were there.
Still hours stand on the rising sun;
Their footfall echoes on the pallid sky.
My tears this morn have broken
Through veils of gilded haze.
There is the figure of a specter standing
In a breath that gathers the leaves.
How it sways upon the winds of dawn.
Does this breeze reach your distant shore?
The ghost speaks in words I spoke before,
Words that...
#lesbian
#gay
#LGBT
#transgender
#bisexual
95 reads
1 Comment
MYSTERIOUS_GIRL
Lizzy_3164
Lizzy_3164
Poem Published
11th Oct 2022 3:39am
11th Oct 2022 3:39am
TRUTH TALK: ONLY 2 GENDERS
NOW WHAT I HAVE TO SAY
THIS ISN'T MY 《OPINION》
ITS THE 《FACTS》 THATS IN YOUR
《DNA》 AND YOUR 《BONES》,
《AND I DON’T REALY CARE》
IF I 《HURT》 YOUR 《FEELINGS》.
IF YOU 《CANT HANDLE》 THE 《TRUTH》
THEN YOU 《NEED THICKER SKIN》.
NOW FOR CLEARITY
LETS JUST MAKE ONE THING
PERFECTLY CLEAR,
THERE ARE 《ONLY 2 GENDERS》
YOU'RE EITHER A MALE XY OR FEMALE ,
THE MALE IS XY...
THIS ISN'T MY 《OPINION》
ITS THE 《FACTS》 THATS IN YOUR
《DNA》 AND YOUR 《BONES》,
《AND I DON’T REALY CARE》
IF I 《HURT》 YOUR 《FEELINGS》.
IF YOU 《CANT HANDLE》 THE 《TRUTH》
THEN YOU 《NEED THICKER SKIN》.
NOW FOR CLEARITY
LETS JUST MAKE ONE THING
PERFECTLY CLEAR,
THERE ARE 《ONLY 2 GENDERS》
YOU'RE EITHER A MALE XY OR FEMALE ,
THE MALE IS XY...
#corruption
#TruthOfLife
#humankind #transgender
#humankind #transgender
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