Coming Out Poems - Poems about Coming Out

In the hushed embrace of night, a weaver emerges from the shadows. With delicate grace, it spins threads of lunar albedo into a tapestry, a silent symphony of whispers. Each filament an extension of itself, an intricate dance of identity yet unspoken. As the loom of darkness deepens, this weaver labours on, tirelessly crafting connections that glisten like dew-kissed strands...

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Coming Out Comfort and meaning can be found In the draping of rainbow flags And the joyous stupor of marching Alongside understanding strangers. Absolved of the sin of lying, She now stands free. A new kind of love blooms within her, Big as a bright yellow sunflower And purer than Alpine snow. Anxiety Breathe in, breathe out. The crawling of the skin is real, Repelled by the way Prying...

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It was nearly summer break, We met as she bumped into me. She fell and I helped her up, That was only the beginning. We spent summer together, Being with her, it just felt right. A thought invaded my mind, I couldn’t help but think “Kiss her.” It caught me off guard a bit, Girls shouldn’t kiss other girls, right? Wouldn’t...

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no need for publicity. for praise. for the approval of my more popular friends. its a quiet kind of yearning, a lurch in my chest that is barely containable. the desire for a rainy day, the house to ourselves, for cold, sock-less feet on the kitchen floor, and for drawn blinds. a real desire. a...

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An active adolescent auld adored before bipolar behavior began, articulating anger all abhorred, became Beelzebub’s best boogeyman. Called clergy congregated, confident, discerning deep down, devilish divide; collectively cajoled - concomitant deemed demonic delivery denied. Extinguishing exorcism’s effect, (for fiendish foe, ferocious, fiercely fought) escaping existentially erect, found friars’ faith faint-hearted, fairly fraught. Gregarious, ghost gracious greeting graunts; hereupon, his holy harassers haunts. ————- graunt - an archaic spelling of grant alliteration...

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I am a fractured cat thin as sleet, nails for a brain. There's a place to find to get out of this pain. Dragging myself out of the rain letting a drenched door swing open rubbing every naked nerve over a prayer-mat, finding a corner to dry unshed tears. I'm a gaunt spook-eyed tiger and tigers eat the hurt, devoid of self-pity or stripes....

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Being in the darkness, The void of nothing, Sitting alone, In the black of night. Where are my angels, my saviors? Hearing voices in my head, Maybe they're outside the box! The box that keeps me prisoner. I dream of the sun, The sun of pure light, Of the future that gives me hope. All I see is darkness, The blackness of my soul, I feel the fear...

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We were taught that to be qu**r means to be strange, to be unlike the rest, to be different, but not in a way that would raise surprised brows or taint eyes green with jealousy. We were taught that to be qu**r means to be different in a way that would produce uneasy “oh”s or disapproving “how could that...

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As I fumble thru the darkness, Year after year wondering if I will, Ever find my true love. I see a piercing blinding light, And in the distance I see, The silhouette of a woman. As I walk closer I can see your smile, And I finally realize you are, What I've been searching for. A love so pure and so bright, You will guide...

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Coming Out By Jan Beaumont © I may very well start a new diet  I think it's a good thing to do Let's face it, I've been a bit naughty And my figure is showing it too! The trouble is, which one to follow? Each one of them's worked in the past The only thing is, for the program to work You've got to...

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As a child, I learned that life is cruel And justice is blind My loving family filled with secrets and care All I ever wanted A love to call my own A place to be unafraid of my surroundings Why am I ever denied Leaving scars on my heart All I ever needed was a love that is real To never feel...

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Fluttering Blue Banners Pink & White long behind Hidden under the tiles, an adder Teeth sharp as rock we’ll surely find Large smiles and new energy So young blooms breathe fresh air Into lungs defeated by entropy Feeding grins once diminished by a glare How music lulls us sweetly In morning, in night, in rest How the poisons kill deftly And we ignore symptoms for...

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I am your son Why don’t you see me? I am your son Know God said love reigns? You can put me in a dress, Wrap me up in femininity But I am still your son And if you think that you know Better, I ask you honestly To consider why you have such defense Against truth, my intuition And I know that you crave understanding But...

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I'm coming out of the closet today barking it out to the universe to liberate my gem from the clay. I'M a...HETEROSEXUAL male! I find women to be a fabulous creation I want to dance, converse and sing with them I'd like to make love to the souls of most of them- I'm a proud HETEROSEXUAL male and not afraid to say...

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Love, I won't be able to serenade you I won't even be able to write a song for you I can't even draw, or paint, So, I won't be able to work out a canvas for you I won't be able to do magic tricks for you I won't be able to do much, Love Except to look into your eyes And to...

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