I somehow got inspired in the middle of my English lesson to write a poem about me being gay. It's called 'Black and white', and I'm currently using it to try and come out to another friend of mine. As in, I just sent her an e-mail with it attached..anyway, here's the poem. One day from a dream I did wake, And realized the colours were tinted: They stood out, more vivid, Conspicuous against the black and white background. Every soul was the same: They blurred a monotone grey, Yet here and there were dots of hue, And among them was mine. Black craved white, and vice versa, But I and the minority of colours Could not have either. They didn’t desire us; only each other, Just as we colours desired each other, Though we craved the same, Not our reciprocal. Pink reached out for pink, not blue.
Right-ho, everyone; here's another one. It's called 'Eve's Lover' and it looks at sexuality from a more religious respective. Here it is: It is a sin, Or so I am told By my parents: devout Christians; By the Bible: for Adam desires Eve And Eve is a woman. Yet I, a woman, desire Eve. I can’t help it: it’s how God made me, And why would God create a sin? They think I’m infected by the Devil; That they can exorcise me And make me ‘normal’. They want to find me an Adam, But I don’t want Adam; I crave the other; That which is my like pole. But just like a magnet, Like poles are meant to repel. Am I faulty? No: I am human, Not a piece of metal. In my life, like poles attract And two Eves are Yin and Yang.
You are a beautiful writer, I love these poems. You have a very distinctive writing style, and it feels very captivating to read.
That is beautiful! It inspired me to come out to my best friend as bi yesterday. I almost sent her the poem, but it wouldn't have made sense, cuz i'm a guy. Still, quite beautiful!