Gay Poems - Poems about Gay

in the voice of a man who walks through fire to light a candle And yet, love breathes in poisoned air Though boots came down, though no one cared. Behind the fence, under red and black skies: I loved. I hoped. I paid the price. Carve this truth on prison walls In pink triangles, on nameless halls. They called us shame, they...

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When the church said pray it away When the church said pray it away To the elderly woman Who lost her whole family Not from just a gun But from the system holding one She had prayed And prayed And prayed For her family's safety And do you know what God did He committed the ultimate sin He killed them But It was...

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The way he gazes at the moon, Doesn't quite feel right; every day he has a different tune. I envy his starlight, the perfect fit for a groom The kind that doesn't find a reason to fight With much passion, I was drawn by his spiritual side, Putting on a show with his flamboyant stride...

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large is love abound ...

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Atop a bed of plastic In a house made of bone I am helpless to feel Rome’s revival Men become sheep and wolves Crusaders line up for war Careless toward their fellow heretic Houses burn Stone pillars rise from foundations All as the sands of time bury the path forward Yet even as they do, water still runs in the bath house...

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Long herbaceous desert ...

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What if you are an emerald empath With the ability to feel cries or laughs That are like energy with a spiritual path That give insight unique to mental maths You may be of one fuchsia faith or maybe not But the soul is being bathed by another heart A two spirited person not evil nor innocent Feelings like a...

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If our love is a sin, then heaven must be full of such tender and selfless sinning as ours— Radclyffe Hall Explore themes of love and identity Of Stephen Gordon’s innate sense of masculinity Since a child, her desire, ‘women’ The idea that if love is considered a sin The unfolding of a female sexual invert The act of...

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A bottle of wine, A stranger’s smile, A puff of smoke in the air, The shiny white of a dandelion's hair. Every ray of sun, Every mess of fun, Every breathless run, Every pain and pleasure, Moments of work and leisure. Reminds me of u, The way u speak, Well, or u don't, cause u don't know what to say, Still, somehow asking me to stay. And I...

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I Will Drink Of You by Master "Captain" Carnelian Wyvernshade ----------------------------------------- I will drink of you, my dear friend as your flesh is enwrapped in my lips, my throat, as my mouth caresses you Feeling the sweet pressure of your need, as your hands hold my head in place, ensuring I miss not one drop of you. The sweet sensation of the power over...

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I am a rainbow kid I take pride in who I am And embrace the crown as I am These colors I embrace, This rainbow, running through my blood stream. They call it debased, But, I call it redeemed. My identity I embrace, Out of the ordinary, I've Created my own special place. Showing a full display to the world, Freely, Unapologetic, And delightedly...

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I know its a lot to ask and you know I love this community but I've joined a challenge over on Vocal media's Pride community so if you have the time I'd like to ask you to go and read it maybe vote for it. I've included the link . Thank you for your consideration. ...

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In Grandma's house it was always fun and gay, It always was a sunny day, Going through that old front door, Grandma calling do you want some more, Come and have a cup of tea, Have a biscuit, no take three. Grandpa is out by his pond. Watching his goldfish of who he is very fond, Auntie is there shelling peas, And Grandma's made...

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What did I take away from summer camp? Not COVID this year, nor the clap of one hand ringing. But, instead a more resilient health of authentic sacred wealth TransFormative dance singing integrity's great synergetic bromance. Polyphonic men mind and body embracing polypathic gods re-imaging polytheistic goddesses engaging all us in-between communal transubstantiations. My own spirited mind and strong natured body transition has not been solely limited by Others' lack of win/win imagination But also, perhaps primarily and...

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i see the way you look at him, holding his hand, kissing him, and i see you’ve been cursed. cursed to love a man you never truly loved, cursed to lose the girl who gave you butterflies. if you were a boy, you said, so many years ago, i think i’d want to kiss you. so unsure of yourself in your sentences out of...

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