Best Trans Poems

VELA (CANDLE)First Spanish version, scroll down for English)
Yo ser‚ para ti.
Toda la vida que me queda la vivir‚ para ti
y cuando el tiempo haya terminado,
morir‚ por ti.
Dir‚ tu nombre
en cada vela que encienda, respirar‚ tu nombre.
Te susurrar‚,
cada oraci¢n que diga ser  siempre parte de ti.

Por...

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The Parrot and the Woodpecker may turn...
    [Sung by TEnicayccal Cellappa]        Translated by T.Wignesan
 
mAnkiliyum marankottiyum                   ...

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On the Trans-West Africa High way we drove
Thoughts of decades we carried 
Rich history to be unfolded
Beautiful sights of trees and mountains we view
Hail God’s creation
For his handiwork is perfect
Stories of the Liberian camp at Buduburum were unravelled
How we drove through the hush villages of...

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He, She, they, them, their or choices .
I wonder if your world is round or maybe not because probably your mind is cubical , you are a dice, it is as similar as the dice given as an example of cube , a cube which...

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I am listening to some wonderful music this season.
The Trans-Siberian Orchestra is the reason.
The sounds they produce are a sensation.
Combining modern sounds with classic is a fascination.
Such glorious Christmas music is what they play.
They have me in the spirit for the holiday.
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Trans PORT Station
a hard look in side at how power is misused no one can glide upon rusty shells they tiptoe on the path well meaning people do wrong to innocents in the name of prevention we nip this sort of thing in the bud...

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Are you a boy 
Or are you a girl?
Are you human
Or a mural?

Can I manipulate you
Like clay?
Can I warp your sense of logic
By the twisted thoughts I say?

Fearing what I can't explain 
Knowing what I know isn't right
Succumbing to the wave of fright 
Humanity believes...

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Looking through the window
Everything seems like a puzzle 
His coming ought to rekindle
Instead all have dwindle

Change is all we asked
Not knowing they were masked
Although they were tasked
Everything remain the same

Three square meal
Has become dream
Off course to the peasants

Their people
Have become cable
That is seen in every...

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A lone stoic blackbird
sat on a lamp post squawking
away; his eerie crowing
piercing the graveyard silence.

The sleepy yawning sun
pulled himself up
and over the shading horizon;
reflecting a golden glow.

The quiet air was as still as
an aged autumn tree—standing
all alone—naked, and as shameless
as was Joan of Arc, herself.

Springtime...

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I am a girl,
Everyone sees it.

I graciously accept the label,
Twirling in a girls spool,
And playing it up for others.

Sometimes I feel an itch,
In a place I can't reach.
There are times when it quells,
When my voice cracks,
And I am somewhere else.

Where my hair is to my...

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I am transgender, a soul untamed,
Seeking solace, my true self proclaimed.
In this journey, I've found my role,
Here's what I need to be made whole.

Acceptance, a beacon to light my way,
Embracing love, where judgment won't sway.
A mirror that reflects my inner grace,
To see myself, unburdened by...

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There was something inside him
Screaming to be let out
Screaming to be seen
There was something inside him
But then he understood what it was
And she let it out...

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Life is to live, live it yourself
Don’t ruin the chance, being someone 
Choose your path, chase your dreams
live up to them till you die
 
No two are same nor their choices
Never hesitate to accept yourself
Being unique is not a sin,
not at least than following the...

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Ignoring those slaughters,
as if there were none. 
But one of your daughters
Were always son.

Simce pre-school, 
hating all girl toys,
Even though he acted like a fool,
Always was one of the boys. 

Confused child, 
With mess in his head.
Worthless maybe kinda wild,
Fantasising about his death. 

How lovely,...

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Stimming Towards Euphoria

She be riding on that trans train
Lost her wit and half her brain
Next time that I see her
She won't be the woman I know

All it took was a little gender education
The internet and affirming friends galore 
To make her see what she was...

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