Poems About Transgender Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about transgender seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Sex Education
#LGBT
#disappointment
#transgender
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Words aren't enough
Your cold when it counts
Im lonely but words
Aren't enough describe 5 years of pain
I want to say....end my suffering
But you turn away whisper fucking tranny
I blame my self until
I brake into peices and agree
You forced me to do disgusting acts to others you found online.
Crying i was Trying turn myself into
Someone you could.......love.
Your ashamed of me for being transgender
So you hid me from the world
Cheating and lying
"Surgery will make this change "
Hating my body cutting every day ...
Im lonely but words
Aren't enough describe 5 years of pain
I want to say....end my suffering
But you turn away whisper fucking tranny
I blame my self until
I brake into peices and agree
You forced me to do disgusting acts to others you found online.
Crying i was Trying turn myself into
Someone you could.......love.
Your ashamed of me for being transgender
So you hid me from the world
Cheating and lying
"Surgery will make this change "
Hating my body cutting every day ...
#murder
#abuse
#LifeStruggles #transgender
#LifeStruggles #transgender
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My Swan Song
#suicide
#drugs
#transgender
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I'm not a tranny.
I don't have wheels
I don't require oil
I need not go to a mechanic
So please don't panic
Cause im transgender
Not a transmission.
No one likes when the tranny....
Blows in the car.
But I've never had my partners complain.
I'm not a transmission.
I may be a sweet tea
But I'm only transgender.
I'm not a car part you see.
I don't require oil
I need not go to a mechanic
So please don't panic
Cause im transgender
Not a transmission.
No one likes when the tranny....
Blows in the car.
But I've never had my partners complain.
I'm not a transmission.
I may be a sweet tea
But I'm only transgender.
I'm not a car part you see.
#LGBT
#bullying
#funny
#SelfReflection
#transgender
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An Age Of Consent
#depression
#MentalHealth
#tragedy
#transgender
#manipulation
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There once was an ugly.....
I am the scratch mark
on your last layer of paint,
the stuck-out nail
your hand snags against.
The awkward walk
of a cowboy’s gait,
the turned away face
with a glimpse of disgrace.
The hand that covers
a mouth of despair,
the pure inhibition
that lets children stare.
The freak summer wave
that makes the beach scream,
the bloated carcass
as you drink downstream.
So I sit here alone
and pour out a poem,
dressed in the way
that she gets to know...
on your last layer of paint,
the stuck-out nail
your hand snags against.
The awkward walk
of a cowboy’s gait,
the turned away face
with a glimpse of disgrace.
The hand that covers
a mouth of despair,
the pure inhibition
that lets children stare.
The freak summer wave
that makes the beach scream,
the bloated carcass
as you drink downstream.
So I sit here alone
and pour out a poem,
dressed in the way
that she gets to know...
#WritingPoetry
#transgender
#SelfWorth
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deemed perfect
you said that it would be mutilating my body, that god would be upset. that his wrath would consume me for destroying his creation that was already deemed "perfect" and didn't need to be fixed.
but where was god's wrath when i was eight-years-old and a creation of his deemed "perfect" held me down and mutilated my innocence more than surgical tools ever could?
you said that this is not who i am, that what happened to me made me what i am but these breasts i hate i didn't have when i was eight.
i hate riding in vehicles with no windows and locked doors. i hate...
but where was god's wrath when i was eight-years-old and a creation of his deemed "perfect" held me down and mutilated my innocence more than surgical tools ever could?
you said that this is not who i am, that what happened to me made me what i am but these breasts i hate i didn't have when i was eight.
i hate riding in vehicles with no windows and locked doors. i hate...
#abuse
#LGBT
#suffering #transgender
#suffering #transgender
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One Today
A little girl all dressed in rainbows
whose smile was a fire
whose hair was a river
who laughed as it rained
who had shoes pink as snow
whose eyes were the sun and moon
Whose smile is a locked door
Whose hair is a prison
Who laughs as a secret
Who has shoes browns and clunky
Whose eyes reflect like a mirror, never showing the inside
Hidden constantly in his head, hiding from every word
Who is he?
A little boy all dressed in rainbows
Whose...
whose smile was a fire
whose hair was a river
who laughed as it rained
who had shoes pink as snow
whose eyes were the sun and moon
Whose smile is a locked door
Whose hair is a prison
Who laughs as a secret
Who has shoes browns and clunky
Whose eyes reflect like a mirror, never showing the inside
Hidden constantly in his head, hiding from every word
Who is he?
A little boy all dressed in rainbows
Whose...
#childhood
#confusion
#aging
#transgender
#curse
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Hush Child
I dont wonna drink no more
I dont wonna sleep no more
Please leave me alone
Ima turn off my phone
((Oh ooooh oh oooh oh oh))
70 percent of my blood content
Spilling on the floor you better check the chore
Cause it gotta be clean yeah I wanna I see sheen by the time I get back from the liquor store
What happens in this room you better not repeat
Cause silence holds hands with agony
You cant erase your mind but we can clean the sheets
(What's behind that door only we can...
I dont wonna sleep no more
Please leave me alone
Ima turn off my phone
((Oh ooooh oh oooh oh oh))
70 percent of my blood content
Spilling on the floor you better check the chore
Cause it gotta be clean yeah I wanna I see sheen by the time I get back from the liquor store
What happens in this room you better not repeat
Cause silence holds hands with agony
You cant erase your mind but we can clean the sheets
(What's behind that door only we can...
#identity
#abuse
#alcohol #transgender
#alcohol #transgender
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A quiet drink with friends
The hard case poet
playing pool,
pairs transgender
with bender
and forces his rhyme.
Its not the first time
the critique has had him
in handcuffs.
The trial continues
long after a conviction
of community disservice.
His muse hears footsteps
after dark,
walks the long way home
to avoid the park;
hates the small scar
just below the cheek,
takes another lifetime
before she could speak
about it to anyone.
playing pool,
pairs transgender
with bender
and forces his rhyme.
Its not the first time
the critique has had him
in handcuffs.
The trial continues
long after a conviction
of community disservice.
His muse hears footsteps
after dark,
walks the long way home
to avoid the park;
hates the small scar
just below the cheek,
takes another lifetime
before she could speak
about it to anyone.
#violence
#oppression
#transgender
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2 Comments
Trans
So many things in nature are in constant transition
And for some it’s a lengthy passage to transform
And if this needs to be transcribed with precision
Some of us transpire to be different from the norm
We’re born with inherent qualities and dispositions
Slowly transfiguring in body, soul, and mind
Translation: while some transport through religion
Others transmute spiritually in their own time
Many are ousted for their supposed transgressions
Because they have found peace through transparency
But those who are transfixed on...
And for some it’s a lengthy passage to transform
And if this needs to be transcribed with precision
Some of us transpire to be different from the norm
We’re born with inherent qualities and dispositions
Slowly transfiguring in body, soul, and mind
Translation: while some transport through religion
Others transmute spiritually in their own time
Many are ousted for their supposed transgressions
Because they have found peace through transparency
But those who are transfixed on...
#love
#family
#humankind
#acceptance
#transgender
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10 Comments
Claustrophobic
I'm claustrophobic
You tell me it's alright
You tell me I can always
come to you for anything
You tell me that you're supportive
no matter what
You tell me it's alright
I thought since you were so accepting,
that I could come out
that I could explain my worries
that I could share my story
that I could share who I really am
a man
But when I slipped that note
under your door,
you found it and yelled
You said it wasn't true
You said I was confused
You said I was...
You tell me it's alright
You tell me I can always
come to you for anything
You tell me that you're supportive
no matter what
You tell me it's alright
I thought since you were so accepting,
that I could come out
that I could explain my worries
that I could share my story
that I could share who I really am
a man
But when I slipped that note
under your door,
you found it and yelled
You said it wasn't true
You said I was confused
You said I was...
#depression
#rejection
#emptiness
#transgender
#hurt
530 reads
4 Comments
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