Lgbt Poems
Out
by R D
I wanted to go out today
but I heard a rustling
in my closet
I turned back and opened it
there, a girl
huddling in the crooked corner
fingernails painted with color
of fear and distress
Wanna pull her out
Yet her hands try to pull me back
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The garden of our love
by Matteo Guidi
Queer love, difficult to define,
blooms like the garden's reddest rose, Facing the sun like a sunflower,
yet a roller coaster in repose.
It thrives even in desiccated soil,
its growth feels like magic, pure. Yearning for your love's company,
a longing, a wanting so sure.
When apart,
it feels like a piece of yourself has gone astray, Awaiting the laughter of your soulmate,
your partner, every day.
A glimpse, a sound, that will never come,
......
Blue
by DaNeshia Sargent
As I gaze upon its beauty, I am mesmerized by its dance.
It caresses my eyes with its smooth yet erratic movements.
When it dances, from it wafts a warm aroma
The scent wraps around my nose and awakens my body to new life.
Awaken by its smell, my mouth waters for the taste of it.
The taste of love and heartbreak are combined in it,
The flavor is bittersweet.
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Parents Lie
by lauryn knight
Your parents will say they love you
No matter what,
Until you’re gay.
Your parents love you
And you are their pride and joy.
They just can’t wait for the day you
Grow up
And get married and
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dear straight people
by Cecily G
i am queer.
i am my school’s gsa
i am asking people’s pronouns
i am a sign on my teachers door that says “all are welcome here”
i am a couple who can’t hold hands on the street without being hate crimed
i am a protest against supreme court justices who live in a world where 7.1% of the population they swore to protect cannot live their lives being who they are unless they are behind the bars of a jail cell and don’t think to do anything to change it
i am the singular pride flag swaying lonely in the wind of a small suburban town in connecticut
i am millions of people who just want to be left alone but who’s mere existence spawns twitter debates with 80-year-olds
i am a romance novel with cartoon drawings of two women on the cover
i am mistranslated bible verses used in arguments against queer rights
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The garden of our love
by Matteo Guidi
Queer love, difficult to define,
blooms like the garden's reddest rose, Facing the sun like a sunflower,
yet a roller coaster in repose.
It thrives even in desiccated soil,
its growth feels like magic, pure. Yearning for your love's company,
a longing, a wanting so sure.
When apart,
it feels like a piece of yourself has gone astray, Awaiting the laughter of your soulmate,
your partner, every day.
A glimpse, a sound, that will never come,
......
My Story
by Samantha Barany
there was this girl who knew she was different
did she know why? no she didn't.
every day she would get bullied at school
labeled "freak" "cutter" and "uncool"
later in life she turned 15.
she had a whole different view of the world, that was unseen.
she did some research and wrote some stuff down
she discovered one thing and upon it, it was majorly frowned.
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dear straight people
by Cecily G
i am queer.
i am my school’s gsa
i am asking people’s pronouns
i am a sign on my teachers door that says “all are welcome here”
i am a couple who can’t hold hands on the street without being hate crimed
i am a protest against supreme court justices who live in a world where 7.1% of the population they swore to protect cannot live their lives being who they are unless they are behind the bars of a jail cell and don’t think to do anything to change it
i am the singular pride flag swaying lonely in the wind of a small suburban town in connecticut
i am millions of people who just want to be left alone but who’s mere existence spawns twitter debates with 80-year-olds
i am a romance novel with cartoon drawings of two women on the cover
i am mistranslated bible verses used in arguments against queer rights
......
Parents Lie
by lauryn knight
Your parents will say they love you
No matter what,
Until you’re gay.
Your parents love you
And you are their pride and joy.
They just can’t wait for the day you
Grow up
And get married and
......
The Girl in the Mirror
by Marta Gomez
I once wrote a poem,
About a mirror on a wall,
And the reflection of a girl,
Whom only could see fat,
One day seems that the mirror,
Started to talk to this beautiful gal,
And one morning in November,
When the city was reached by the sun,
The reflection of this girl,
Disappeared from the wall,
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