Lgbtq Poems
dark
by linz azodrac
I'M writing this because of the kiss, because I'm reminded of all that I miss.
SHE said that we should meet, he was sitting in my seat. we didn't pay for heat, but his socks were off his feet. I knew that she would cheat so I let him have my seat, and I sat alone in my defeat. I knew that I was beat, I knew I lost my seat, I knew I'd never be complete. I was on a one way street, a one way treat that stole my seat, a one way cheat and my defeat. I was beat and incomplete. I wish we'd never had to meet.
THE clothes we wore were on the floor blocking the path to the secret door-the closet whore was wanting more. he knew we were poor but he kept taking more while I walked to the store to get her some more. he soon was a bore and she wanted no more of what she wanted before. so to settle the score, I opened the door, I threw out his clothes that he left on the floor, and I kicked him in the ass as he walked out the door.
"YOU wanna play?" she asked today. I wanted to say not today, but she knew I'd play anyway. "sure I'll play," I said today, "anything to make your day, anything to make you stay, anything you want, okay?"
SHE always finds the brightest star and leaves me with the brightest scar, she says that's just the way things are, she tells me as she starts the car. she always leaves but not too far, I love my new battlecar, i'll learn to like the way things are, i'll write her a song on my guitar-i'll take the lyrics from my scar. why are things the way they are and how did we get here so far? I know who you think you are, and I know who you really are. I guess you're never very far cuz I remember every scar.
I'M sorry, blue, I live for you, there's nothing more that I can do. i'm trying to get over you, but trying just ain't getting through. me and you is always true, paint your eyes the color blue, paint the moon to shine for you, paint my soul with shades of you, inside out you'll feel it too, you'll feel the blue inside of you. I need you more than they all do, but they don't know you need me too, I've been sewn inside of you. tell me, blue, what can I do to remind you you love me too, to remind you what lovers do, to remind you that we once knew when we did things we cant undo.
I died tonight, the stars aren't bright, she blinded my sight so I cant write and I cant fight and I can't find the light tonight. "we shouldn't fight," I said tonight, "But what you're doing just ain't right.' "I know you're right," she said tonight, "But I thought you might understand me tonight." so she took my light and drove into the night, I waited all night for a glimpse of the light, but my tears in the night had blinded my sight. there's no black and white, there's nothing to fight, there's nothing but ink on my hand as I write. her star is so bright but I hate her tonight. she left with the light so I hate her tonight. I'll love her tomorrow but I hate her tonight. i'm alone here tonight, its so cold at night, it just isn't right and I hate her tonight.
Different Love
by Aheli Mustafi
Knew there was something different about me
I was just a kid who was so scared
Never understand what was so wrong with me
Did not know this fear was also shared
When I met her, I knew it was not wrong
I knew loving her couldn’t be a crime
It wasn’t long but our love was a song
I wish I could have loved her in daytime
They say it is a sin, but is it though?
Who says it is wrong to love who we want?
......
Cricket Eulogy (as the Bullfrog Croaks)
by Goose and Nothing Else
Lay my bones in the strawberry field—
Between rows of dusty leaves and Evening’s sunwarm fruit—
That she might stumble on an ivory phalange,
And know me by its sorrow.
Hold it, dear, my hand in yours,
and rest
With I returned to you.
Back to Me
by Callie Hayes
It's crazy how
sadness is painful.
As I'm feeling it now,
It's more than just my soul.
Did I do this to myself?
Are you the cause?
Could it be something else?
Or nothing at all?
......
Waning, Waxing
by Goose and Nothing Else
I beg the Moon to guide her to my dreams:
Where Lethe fog casts the past in shades of oblivion,
And I can once more press reverent lips to her damp cheek.
Her skin holds the vivid memory of warmth under my kiss;
I weep.
Come Love, we will forget ourselves
for eternity.
Different Love
by Aheli Mustafi
Knew there was something different about me
I was just a kid who was so scared
Never understand what was so wrong with me
Did not know this fear was also shared
When I met her, I knew it was not wrong
I knew loving her couldn’t be a crime
It wasn’t long but our love was a song
I wish I could have loved her in daytime
They say it is a sin, but is it though?
Who says it is wrong to love who we want?
......
dark
by linz azodrac
I'M writing this because of the kiss, because I'm reminded of all that I miss.
SHE said that we should meet, he was sitting in my seat. we didn't pay for heat, but his socks were off his feet. I knew that she would cheat so I let him have my seat, and I sat alone in my defeat. I knew that I was beat, I knew I lost my seat, I knew I'd never be complete. I was on a one way street, a one way treat that stole my seat, a one way cheat and my defeat. I was beat and incomplete. I wish we'd never had to meet.
THE clothes we wore were on the floor blocking the path to the secret door-the closet whore was wanting more. he knew we were poor but he kept taking more while I walked to the store to get her some more. he soon was a bore and she wanted no more of what she wanted before. so to settle the score, I opened the door, I threw out his clothes that he left on the floor, and I kicked him in the ass as he walked out the door.
"YOU wanna play?" she asked today. I wanted to say not today, but she knew I'd play anyway. "sure I'll play," I said today, "anything to make your day, anything to make you stay, anything you want, okay?"
SHE always finds the brightest star and leaves me with the brightest scar, she says that's just the way things are, she tells me as she starts the car. she always leaves but not too far, I love my new battlecar, i'll learn to like the way things are, i'll write her a song on my guitar-i'll take the lyrics from my scar. why are things the way they are and how did we get here so far? I know who you think you are, and I know who you really are. I guess you're never very far cuz I remember every scar.
I'M sorry, blue, I live for you, there's nothing more that I can do. i'm trying to get over you, but trying just ain't getting through. me and you is always true, paint your eyes the color blue, paint the moon to shine for you, paint my soul with shades of you, inside out you'll feel it too, you'll feel the blue inside of you. I need you more than they all do, but they don't know you need me too, I've been sewn inside of you. tell me, blue, what can I do to remind you you love me too, to remind you what lovers do, to remind you that we once knew when we did things we cant undo.
I died tonight, the stars aren't bright, she blinded my sight so I cant write and I cant fight and I can't find the light tonight. "we shouldn't fight," I said tonight, "But what you're doing just ain't right.' "I know you're right," she said tonight, "But I thought you might understand me tonight." so she took my light and drove into the night, I waited all night for a glimpse of the light, but my tears in the night had blinded my sight. there's no black and white, there's nothing to fight, there's nothing but ink on my hand as I write. her star is so bright but I hate her tonight. she left with the light so I hate her tonight. I'll love her tomorrow but I hate her tonight. i'm alone here tonight, its so cold at night, it just isn't right and I hate her tonight.
candy flavored poison
by linz azodrac
maybe its time for an angry rhyme
I really think that its way past time
I tried to show her that someone cares
but she cant handle all the stares
she needs a man so she can fight
but she came home to me at night
and then she let me sleep alone
and wouldn't let me turn to stone
she always left and made me cry
little by little. she helped me die
......
Waning, Waxing
by Goose and Nothing Else
I beg the Moon to guide her to my dreams:
Where Lethe fog casts the past in shades of oblivion,
And I can once more press reverent lips to her damp cheek.
Her skin holds the vivid memory of warmth under my kiss;
I weep.
Come Love, we will forget ourselves
for eternity.
Cricket Eulogy (as the Bullfrog Croaks)
by Goose and Nothing Else
Lay my bones in the strawberry field—
Between rows of dusty leaves and Evening’s sunwarm fruit—
That she might stumble on an ivory phalange,
And know me by its sorrow.
Hold it, dear, my hand in yours,
and rest
With I returned to you.
