Homosexuality Poems - Poems about Homosexuality

We Can Be A Light Sal was sixteen when he committed suicide. A loving son and brother. You could count on Sal when you needed to talk and know it was confidential. Sal was always there with a smile and a vote of confidence in any endeavor you might pursue. Sal's sense of humor and love for...

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China offers infrastructures, India offers agricultural projects,  and Russia offers security to Africa and you, in Europe, offer homosexuality. Quote by Jean-Luc Melenchon. On this planet earth many people hate to hear the truth because they can not bear it into their hearts. Speaking the truth Does not mean gossip. a person who loves you tell you the truth daily.   If...

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Did you think, ma, that I, your son, getting older, would be writing to you? You think it's a strange thing to do? We rarely ever wrote letters, son, so much in touch we were. We shared a home for so long ...

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You found me in a shadow, By chance alone, and still. Within a hole I came to know: A burden; can't fulfill. Buried nether stories, I've welded to my spine: Biopolitic territories, Ancient ruins, un-divine. I floated in that shadow, Embracing darkness wet. Drenching moisture—catacomb— Until endured my Privyet. Flickered 'hind the window glass, Your eyes puckered in the lime, To return and pass, iconic sass, Greet, regurgitate its rhyme. You...

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I saw the rage in his gaze, His seductive art I felt his digitus medius, longing to write his name inside my ****. He charged up as usual Still looking little unsettled with a sudden crash of energy, I wanted to escape the situation, but his grip was tight and manhood hard Enough to melt me down and Drown in his...

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I want to rearrange rooms with you, Sipping steeped teas and coffee beans. Pondering an existential anamnesis; "The aloe should go here." I want to want little victories, Shape sovereign lands from the exigent patriarchy of our uncordial entente. Reap what worlds within worlds are ours from the wars of decor. Where the couch lives is where the war is won. Shrinking...

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Words are lost upon my lips, And refraining from poetic scripts, Which is why, I feel, I find it hard each way, To display for you what I wish to say. A feeling is often but a passing fancy, Which we sense in waves of nonce emotion, And returns only in splashes of neural necromancy, Unless it drowns you...

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She stands invisible to any fair go, Mentally bashed to a paste, In a world where she is not wanted, Where she is simply erased, Where none of her self is accepted by men, Women distrust her as well, Where she is politely told to vanish, To crawl back into her shell, She’s been beaten and bashed and raped...

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I promote and encourage all men to convert to homosexuality, so that there will be no competition and all women left for me. Pretty scary, huh ladies? Imagine if that became reality. The whole planet would most likely go totally lesbo too eventually if I were the only heterosexual male left and willing to breed. Damnit! My plan backfired on me!...

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In the eyes of Allah Homosexuality is a grievous sin Even birds and animals Never do this thing It is a work of devils For a gay There are only two holes If you think hole is enough Sex doesn't matter Whereas girls have three holes Girls have hairless boobs That can be sucked Girls have no beard and mustache So their face can...

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