Homosexulaity Poems

Homosexulaity poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of homosexulaity poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on homosexulaity are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Who Are They?

Who Are They? prose poem

Waiting at the station for the train, My little brother asked “WHO ARE THEY?” Oddly dressed, Men on saree’s, Masculine voice, clapping all their way? He looked perplexed.. A spark of astonishment on his face.. Observing them for a while,

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Sold Out

Sold Out short poem

Since I saw you, I’ve had this hope live in me. That everything that isn’t needed be gone. The details of sales papers, shopping carts. The ease of temptation. Standing still. To fill my cart full of things I don’t

Wonderful

Wonderful short poem

Wonder do I at your grace- At your all encompassing ace! Luminous is the horizon now, Admirably euphoric,I wonder how! Strokes a few on a paper white Diffuses that beauty with painter’s might What has remained unspoken forever A complete

Peto

Peto short poem

I am the little tiger that ran away The jungle seemed to disappear each day I wondered hard and long but I couldn’t stay So I walked down river to find another place to hunt and play Everywhere seemed to

Seasons Smile

Seasons Smile short poem

Seasons come, Seasons go, Past is forgotten, present is forgiven. Memories get aged, get ignored, Dreams are born, get matured And with every season new, A magic is unveiled. For the lengthier days, I wait for the winter to pass

The Fallen Leaf

The Fallen Leaf short poem

The storm has come. Look there! It’s on the prowl. It will try to waste me; Transferring me from one place to another; Terminating all thoughts of hope, in my soul. The wrinkles, on my face, did smother. People tread

You And Only You

You And Only You short poem

I Love You,I Love You. Forever I whisper you. You are a fine piece of art. Accept a little piece of my heart. Embrace You,Embrace You. Forever I caress you. My mind unable to erase you. My heart throbbing to

Pain And Tears

Pain And Tears prose poem

Work on me,walk with me and find things I lost long ago Always in my heart,for you I will rinse my tears Toil on you,stand with you and find things you lost long ago Forever in your heart,for me you

Rise To The Occasion

Rise To The Occasion short poem

When people like troubled flock, From next door or around the block, Come crashing on the rocks When hard times come Flashing alarms on their clocks, But their opportunity doesn’t knock Will you be there for them, to confide? Or

In Life’s Battlefield

In Lifes Battlefield short poem

The sun is now hiding its light And hope is fading in the darkness of the night Tears fell from your weary eyes Holding back the hardships in your heart I can tell it with your sigh. Teardrops glitter in

Let Me Bequeath My Fond Memories To You

Let Me Bequeath My Fond Memories To You long poem

Let me bequeath my fond memories to you Before I depart for the vermilion horizon Beyond the deep blue blur where the birds return at dusk… Memories of lazy winter afternoons beneath clear blue skies Rummaging through curious branches of

Forgives The Past

Forgives The Past short poem

Going backfoot he looked inside himself and felt a breeze on empty stomach. Mother-of-pearl, he was a sand grain in the eye of a storm. He wanted to shut off all beliefs to further the search of truth, be happened,

Bye?

Bye? short poem

do you think 10 years from now you will remember me ? my voice ? the feel of my hand in your hand ? have you forgotten all of that already ? im leaving your life for now thank you

Baggage

Baggage short poem

Bag number 1 wasn’t mine to choose, It’s a gift I was given at birth, To win I was going to have to lose, I didn’t know what this life would unearth. Bag number 2 was another gift, Kindness it

Memories

Memories short poem

Something I will never forget, something I should have been forgotten… Something that cannot be undone, Something that can never be erased or rewound… A nightmare to others, But an encouragement to those who hurt, to move on.. A thing

My Fair And Rare Mother

My Fair And Rare Mother short poem

Mother, you mirror sacrifice ,patience and submission Toiling hard with an unquenchable vigour Suffering every pain with an unfathomable power Striving to reach your goal without failure.! You are a being of many faces Being infallible and loudable in your

Queen Page

Queen Page long poem

She doesn’t look like much White,flat and pale on a ghostly scale Nothing mesmerising to touch But without her consent I can tell no tale. She is proud of her spotless white shroud This picky princess seldom settles For wearing

Stop

Stop short poem

If only I knew I knew what I don´t know What everyone talks about “happiness, friendship, love” If only I knew how to trust, Not only a friend but family too. Everytime anyone told me to open up, To tell

The Forbidden Love

The Forbidden Love short poem

Somewhere between hell and heaven I will be with you because being with you is too forbidden to be in heaven but too peacful to be in hell somewhere between truth and lies our relationship will have a name because

Thoughts For John

Thoughts For John short poem

Sighs for broken skies allow wasted moments down beneath the sands of now to stay up late and shoot the breeze and acquiesce on tearful seas so loud they shroud the better sounds to which they should concede. lonely left

You Run Into My Mind

You Run Into My Mind short poem

You run into my mind When We just thought it was all over, & Then It is pensive more than ever! You run into my mind, Kindling a sense of desire. But again, The thought of adrift Leaves me green

My Angelic Love

My  Angelic Love sonnet poems

Could there be other angels half as fair? As sweet love of mine of the fairest heart? Here’s to tell everyone and all, beware, My love is pure, has changed not any part; Her aspect of such comely pulchritude, A

Writeups

Writeups short poem

Writing may be a passion for me Reading the same may not interest him I do hope he appreciates my write ups But what if he doesn’t even look at my write ? Write ups satisfying self is like eating

Poetry

Poetry short poem

The flesh was putting up a brave dialogue. I was willing to play the game. Stunned, shocked, pleasantly sore basking in heat of silk throat, I asked the needles to go ahead and stitch the wounds without loss of blood.

Refurbishing The Stately Pleasure Dome

Refurbishing The Stately Pleasure Dome short poem

In my imaginary country stoned port authorities deport individuals for bad taste: the absurdity of airbrushed garments or plaid and argyle… Semper fi legal leniency toward serial killers –such immense effort, the extreme exertions of the will that conceals so

Absquatulate

Absquatulate short poem

Family first, And old saying, As if from a western, Almost sounds rehearsed. Yet when I tip my cap, On this dusty afternoon, I appreciate the folks, Whom without life’s a lonely moon. When carrying across, Metaphorical plains, Dry and

A Sad Reality…

A Sad Reality... short poem

It was just her fifth birthday, When she learnt to search for truth, And she questioned everything she learned, From then, right through her youth. She asked who had decided, Only boys could play in dirt, But her mother said

The Lonely Earth

The Lonely Earth short poem

Why is everyone so alone at night? The light that was everywhere just minutes before, Condenses into small balls of fire at the corner of the road. Beggars stop and cars leave, Crime happens and nobody screams. Boisterous and over-working

The Stripper

The Stripper short poem

She showed up in a faded dress of beige Quite decent, till the time when she sat down And then again when she has crossed her legs This time though, there’s no charge for what she’d shown ‘The clothing shortage

Strangers In The Journey

Strangers In The Journey short poem

Sailing through the river, A long line of boats I passed, With gloomy sulky faces aboard; None to give a smile. Fishes jumped up in their faces, No one bothers; Birds flew in numbers, No one looks up. Where they

You Know Me

You Know Me long poem

Well YOU KNOW ME and what makes me smile YOU KNOW ME and what makes me cry YOU KNOW ME and you still love me all the while YOU KNOW ME and how quite difficult to get Along with sometimes

Golden Retreat

Golden Retreat short poem

Golden beams of sunlight streaming through a bank of thunder clouds. Reflected prisms of sunlight enhancing the cloud bank in various shades of pink, blended handsomely with vibrant hues of orange and yellow. A pack of timber wolves have made

Turns Of The Wheel

Turns Of The Wheel short poem

Corrupt hierarchal systems Of laws and regulations False are all their items False are their celebrations False is the belief Of every thief Can you own mother earth? Can you extinct the birth Of species everywhere? Polluting the air Still

You Were Never There

You Were Never There elegy

You were never there… Even when I knew my eyes Could see you there before me When I awoke for the first time And I saw the world and all the moments left to come. You were never there… As

Meaning

Meaning short poem

Since all it began and people learnt; Since man got his name And gained all those earthly fame- The same history has been repeated again and again- Both good and bad; both hard and rapt; The blood, the blood- sometimes

Clueless Cast !

Clueless Cast ! short poem

If only , There was a chance , Splendid moonlight , yet no romance … Eyes meet , A Failed greet , Love at loggerheads. Respective faith at distress .. What was it , Magic that night or gloom of

Friendship

Friendship short poem

If you are my friend you would always believe in what I say We would bite from the same orange even if we know That stones disappear and waters remain Even if I read Heidegger and Kierkegaard and I dislike

Memento Mori

Memento Mori long poem

Here rests an anonymous Memory, In the pall of shadows of a wintery night, Half-cold and slither Lone keys jingled in my jacket pocket, And black caps to disguise my fear streaked silhouette, In the pall of shadows of a

Never A Friend

Never A Friend prose poem

Days are Tough as the sun, black as the night My suffering for little curses, is temporary I feel the flames of your ghostly words Your head is a filthy bin, more treasure for you You are fair as the

Welcome Home Brothers

Welcome Home Brothers short poem

Taps sound, a shot is fired. An echo reverberates through the valley The splash of tear drops, The sound of muted sobs. Grieving friends and family gather For a man they hardly know. Quite and shy, a family man, For