#male poems on Hello Poetry

Peter Robert Hamilton Nov 2014

They say women can't fight
Can't write good poetry
Can't create good paintings
Can't play sports
Can't work good jobs
Or do what a man does
I think they're afraid
Afraid that women might be better than them or equal in skill
Silly sexists
The world is changing
Changing for the better

I think women can influence history and the world like men can.

#poem #poetry #equality #feminism #women #male #better #equal #talented #ally

Peter Robert Hamilton Nov 2014

A Romantic's Daydream

It's the cherry smelling fragrance
That's got my worries becoming vacant
That look in your eyes makes me feel so peutrbational
Because your presence is so sensational
You doubt yourself in everything you do
But the actions you take are very astute
Sometimes beauty makes someone become mute
The gift of vision adds onto your alluring existence
A good guy has to keep his persistence
Because if he falls through the cracks
A woman won't give him slack
But a good man doesn't force his woman to respond out of subordinate regimentation
But out of humble communseration and transparent sincerity
The keys to social prosperity
That leads to your twentieth anniversary
The day that makes your history necessary
Now that I take my first few steps
I hope I don't come off as scary
If I'm delivering my heart I better be able to be the canary
Because when I think of you it's just perceptional clarity
As I look into your eyes I envision us surrounded in deep emblazon chanting "just marry me already"
Under the the mistletoe
As the snows hits the earth
I take the bite out of frost and frost out of frost
Then I snap out of my vivid daydream just to look speechless and lost
But the reflection of your cherry lip gloss complells me to speak
No matter what I won't come off as weak
I'll protect you as I speak
A day without you in my arms will be a day I must slowly cope
For the time you return is what I plan to hope
To each of their own
I hope you'll be my own
As I slowly reiterate reality into my conscious
I keep my heart cautious
Praying that I played the right card
And to win the blessing of being part of your endlessly flawless presence

This poem is in the perspective of a boy who badly wants a girl but never actually makes a move. He predicts things really far ahead because he's emotionally relentless and passionate. It's one of my favorites.

#love #hope #imagination #beauty #crush #emotion #honest #blessing #male #daydreaming

Malcolm Terence Gould Nov 2014

Underpass!

In the underpass sat a hunched male figure
wrapped in an old blanket
a woollen hat pulled down over his head
beside him his scruffy dog
his sad eyes following those walking by
listening his silent cry.

In front a small sign written in large letters
simply read please help me
a chipped tin mug placed close to his feet
some people showed him pity
putting loose change in before moving on
never asking what was wrong.

Not until that day man and dog were gone
was it noticed the empty space
at the same moment on a lonely riverside
a dog was barking frantically
running alone along the slippery wet bank
where a body had recently sank.

A blanket laid half submerged at the edge
definitely something was wrong
a couple ran oven concerned about the dog
spotting a body drowned
another life lost where nobody really cared
yet sadness they both shared!

The Foureyed Poet.

The man went unnoticed only missed when he had gone!

#body #dog #male #hunched #underpass #riverbank

Landon Cole Jaxcen H Oct 2014

BAAH BAAH! cried the black sheep

Oh my god, what have you done to your hair
Please tell me you didn’t buy those clothes with the money I gave you
What happened to the you that I use to know?
Why are you doing these things to yourself?
What have you done to my baby girl.
And there we go: that right there is just it.

Your baby girl isn’t the correct terms anymore
Don’t you remember when I was little,
All the times I ran around looking like I did.
You can’t tell me that you thought I’d really grow out of that.
When I was just a wee kid I think deep down I knew, I was just unsure of what it meant.
When I was only in the fifth grade I had a girlfriend, but we didn’t really know that.

Love, and what does that truly mean?
Favoritism, lying, shame, broken- hearted, depression, think on all of that.
Do any of the above mean crap to you now?
I know I’m not the favorite kid you don’t have to fake it anymore.
Face this, we all know that I’m the unwanted, the black sheep, bah bah.
Although I will give you that you both help me out a lot.

What is the reasoning behind this you ask, but I shall not give you the answer you want.
The reasoning is for me to explain that who I am is who I will always be.
Maybe I’ll even improve on the person I know I am supposed to be.
I know it’s not either of your faults that I didn’t develop the right parts.
I would change the way I am if I could because no it’s not easy, trust me I hate it too.
It’s a chemical imbalance they say, something you can be born with.

Why am I sitting here pouring out my heart that I already have on my sleeve?
I have no reason to believe that anything could even matter at this point.
We all know I will be me and you will disapprove regardless.
You say you love me in which I do believe that you both do.
My only thing is I feel as if I’m just not what you wanted.
Hell I wasn’t even meant to be so maybe that’s why I’m the black sheep.
Baahh Baahh cried the poor baby sheep.

Wiping the tears of my face now, I’m sorry dad. I’m sorry, mom.
I didn’t mean for this to happen, I hope you don’t mind another son.
I know it’s going to be heart breaking and mostly against God as you always say.
I know life isn’t meant to be perfect maybe that’s why I’m cursed with this pain.
The fear of it all is so scary I wish I could truly change.
I hope you know this has nothing to do with my preference in which I’m with.
For that sake is another topic we shall not address for now.

With all this out on the table now, I say it’s time to eat, feast on it with however you want my dear parents.
To the final tale about how the baby girl became a grown man no one ever knew about.

#depressed #black #trans #sheep #male #ohwell #helpme #sorrynotsorry #ftm

Landon Cole Jaxcen H Jan 2014

Please Dont Stop and Stare

Every since I can remember I have thought it was a trap. .
I remember my grandpa teaching me how to shave with the cap on the razor, I just went through the motions ..
Playing in the dirt and plowing the field made me happy.
I ran around the house in long shorts and no shirt
My hair was never to be fixed up
You never would catch me in a dress if I could help it .
Bows were never the things I wanted to wear
Once I started to develop I was told to wear a shirt at home, I couldn't understand it.
I just wanted to be like my brother.
There is just the thing, everyone wanted me to be more like my sister. .
For a few short dreadful years I had to play my role as a girl.
Why I asked myself why did this happen to me?
Would I ever get to be who I was supposed to be?
How could this be?.
What did I do to deserve this?
Could I fix this if I try?
But Mama I'm not attracted to a guy I would say
She would be furious all I knew was I could try to make her better.
I just had no emotion for quite some time.
Only few selects got me through that rough time.
But what is it, why did this happen to me?
I wasn't switched at birth, but simply didn't develop right.
I'm missing some of my parts, you gave me the wrong ones.
These arent what feels right and it hurts, why do people stare?
Please sir, No sir, Thank you sir, yes it's joy everytime I hear it, but why can't it always be those?
Is it really to hard to have given them 2 sons and 1 daughter, then it could of been she's just the favorite because she's a girl.
Why couldn't you have made me who I was meant to be?.
The guy that I know I really am, the guy who treats woman with respect, the guy who is kind and polite, the guy who has manners when the time is right, the guy who repects all who repects him, the guy who has a sensetive side, the guy who is just one of guys, the guy who all girls wish they had ( yes I have been told this many of times) , the guy who always finished last due to a big factor of all the parts being wrong.
Thankfully I found the girl who would love me for who I am no matter the luggage I carry.

Hurting On The Inside,
The perfect guy trapped in a female body.

#boy #trans #male #sorrynotsorry #ftm

Deborah Brooks Langford Sep 2014

Healing Dreams

With a warm breath on my neck, she kisses my shoulder
I could feel my cold winter pass, as my dream comes true at last
generous is she, as she has revealed my open chest
as her face nuzzles and grins a little as her blue eyes
look into my piercing glaze,
with tenderness and care she gives herself ...

She poured herself as blood, to give my heart the desired love
her blood boiling in me, an unfamiliar feeling came over me
I could feel her course through my veins, pulsating my soul
our bodies shudder as we partake in our transfusion
the feeling was so overwhelming, I wouldn't dare stop it now ...

Sweat drops on my tongue, tasting the liquid of her passion
mouth to mouth we breathe into every swelling kiss
our palms meet and take hold, neither one not wanting to let go
with nothing but candles burning,
our naked shadows exposed on the wall
we shared every inch of each other,
with a serpent tongue I roamed
I knew her before the night was new ...

Enriched by her delicate beauty, the simpleness of her love
she rests upon me, her breath so long
her intense wetness, scorching my love as she moves
the grinding of pelvis to pelvis, so deep so new so raw
releasing with pleasure with a deluge of sweet nectar
in only in a dream, she healed my very soul ...

Debbie Brooks 2014

This was a contest for .. I had to write in the gender of a woman...

Your prompt is "Romance with a twist" I would like you to show me true romance, I want you to show me how you would romance someone, what would you do to show your love, and make your date feel special. I want to see the power of love and to feel it.

TWIST! you have to write from the opposite persona, so if you are female, you have to write it from a male persona and vice versa. I don't mind how far you take this prompt, but mark it appropriately ie adult or erotica if your muse takes you that far.

#love #gender #female #male #vice #persona #contest #versa

Ria Sep 2014

ink

he wrote poetry for her but she laughed and called it silly, he burned his ink-stained fingers and cut his hair, he picked up a circular object with lines rimmed around it and threw it around in the air.
he aimed and shot,
she started to pay attention and started to laugh with him, not at him
but his ink-stained fingers started to grow back

if you're a male who loves to write poetry, don't stop...like ever it's pretty hot

#poetry #idk #male #random

Patrick H Aug 2014

A Lovely Moon Tonight

“A lovely moon tonight” she said.
“It’s the same moon it was last night” he said.
“It looks slightly different somehow” she said.
“It’s exactly the same ****** moon” he said.
“I think it’s fuller tonight” she said.
“Of course it’s fuller tonight” he said.
“It’s brighter and gayer tonight” she said.
“The moon is no gayer tonight” he said.
“It seemed so sad last night” she said.
“How could the moon seem sad?” he said.
      “The moon dies every night” she said.
      “And ferries the souls of the recently dead,
        Into the darkness just out of reach
        It circles the globe unseen and *****
        It pries open the sky at evening’s breach
The moon has been reborn” she said.
He gave her a look of scorn and dread
“What’s gotten into your head?”
“A lovely moon tonight” she said.

#moon #funny #female #conversation #male

Leo-chan Aug 2014

one night stand

I keep feeling that the older I get the more I think about love but love has never been a factor in my life so I see no need to have my concerns, yet I still feel the need to experience it. What stands out the most about love is the fact that I believe I'll never feel it no matter if I change my looks my personality or my ways of life, love seems to escape from my finger tips as if it was never there. I've tried so hard to conquer love in so many ways but no one ever told me it would be this hard. Then that's when it hit me. It was never loves fault nor was it anybody's else's fault...but mines. How do I expect someone to love me when I don't even know who I am? what I am? or what I consist of? How do I expect someone to love me....when I don't even love myself?...

#love #poem #confused #gay #lost #hurt #transgender #female #understanding #male

Invocation Aug 2014

The things we do instead of sleeping

Washing each other, mountain dew can ash tray
Lava lamp light
dark showers

Not kissing
reminiscing
music sharing, torrents
crush my lungs
play with your bones
You feel like home

so derobe - original mix by joy orbison

#home #dark #bones #skinny #male #tiny #bird #insomniacs