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  • ntombekhaya_oz 1d

    Her Poisonous Tongue

    "My heart broke and I quickly remembered my brother's words. He told me he was going to create a distraction.. An accident was not a distraction.. It was attempted murder. What on earth was wrong with him?"
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • peachles_dm 4d

    CAN'T I LOVE MY OWN GENDER?

  • ntombekhaya_oz 1w

    Accepting me for me

    Someone asked me why I like 'flaunting' the fact that I'm attracted to women.. They even asked if I'm "trying to change the world with my sickness."

    I laughed a little bit and said, "See, I'm not trying to change the world.. I just don't want the world to change me.."
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • ntombekhaya_oz 1w

    Hurt

    She bleeds from the life she lived in her past..
    She bleeds from what is happening at the moment and she bleeds to the wrong people...
    She's hurt and she's bleeding
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • thepoet_j 2w

    here’s your love poem

    A master manipulator can lie to even themselves, damaging anybody in the process.

    damn
    didn’t I let you manipulate the dance
    pull the words from my mouth
    require me to bleed love poems from my heart
    knowing full well you were going to leave
    maybe I was the fool
    Falling for when you said
    “I wish you would write me a love poem”

    I should’ve heard
    “Please, can’t I win over your heart because I lost the last one”
    “Please can’t I shape you into the one that will help me move on”
    “Please, won’t you bleed for me”
    “Please, won’t you spill that blood out in music”
    “Please I want you to think about me in all the ways he never did”
    “Please, I don’t want my body to remember this pain anymore”
    “Please won’t you fall for my lethal baby blues”


    You were right about one thing, Maddie.
    They were lethal.








    ©thepoet_j

  • ntombekhaya_oz 2w

    Writer

    To survive I tell stories. Give me a pen and a paper and I will show you my thoughts.
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • thewallofsomeone 3w

    [[Out, of the Plot Twist]]


    [It was fun but suffocating for him to see his name getting linked to a girl by his group of friends.

    Deep down he thought, "I never believed they are getting fooled so easily." He didn't care about the girl; she had no feelings for him either. Both weren't each other's type. The friends kept assuming.

    6 months later, he "came out", and watching them going bonkers, yeah, that was the real fun.]

    #comingout #mirakeeworld #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #lgbtq #lgbt #gay #lesbian #samesex #shortstory #veryshortstory

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    Out, of the Plot Twist

    It was fun but suffocating for him to see his name getting linked to a girl by his group of friends.

    Deep down he thought, "I never believed they are getting fooled so easily." He didn't care about the girl; she had no feelings for him either. Both weren't each other's type. The friends kept assuming.

    6 months later, he "came out", and watching them going bonkers, yeah, that was the real fun.

    ©thewallofsomeone

  • _teal_ 4w

    Intro: Hidden Love

    Cue to DJ: Hello and welcome to the tale of the hidden love between two gorgeous people.

    In approximately one minute sit in a quiet empty room to listen to the tale of two friends oh wait they are lovers.

    Cue to DJ: On a rainy evening one woman went to seek shelter from the thunder and the rain, she walked in the bar that was near her.
    Little did she know destiny had led her there at that specific time to meet her soulmate. As she walked in her eyes zoned out to one fine lady.
    Her dreads bouncing to the sound of the music she was producing, her lips curving in a perfect crescent smile.
    She stared at her unable to move or talk she was struck by love at first sight.
    The impossible had happened in their small university town love had happened between two women.
    Today we are here to announce that their love has bloomed but they live it in secret, their sweet secret.
    People refer to them as the friends who connected beyond a cosmic level.
    They address themselves as lovers bound by love and fate to be with each other forever regardless of who disapproved.

    Thank you for tuning in to our radio.

    ©P.
    ☆☆☆

  • imdeirdre 4w

    Unlove you not

    I always tell you- I can't unlove you
    Even we're no longer together.
    Even you're with somebody else

    I can't unlove you because if I do, I'm afraid I'll forget how love looks like



    ©imdeirdre

  • trayii 5w

    Yes I am in love with my self
    And I am so happy
    My shine like a sun
    My body like a star
    Because my mother is like a moon
    even she's more beautiful than moon
    When I put roses on my hair
    & I put dots on my forehead
    I look so beautiful like my mother
    When i dance with ghungroo tie in my feet
    It is as if a bird has got freedom
    from the cage after years
    When i sit in front of the mirror
    So mirror tells me
    You have a lot of power
    You have a word that
    you can makeup yourself
    Then after that mirror
    starts flirt me.…...
    With the scent of roses,
    and the sound of ghungroo
    Breaking all the partiality of the society,
    make my own place,
    where my existence is the most beautiful.
    I am a boy by birth
    but my soul that is a girl who is very beautiful
    Because not necessarily
    A women is not born only in a women's body
    Some women are born in a man's body
    ©trayii

  • preeti_paromita_ 6w

    Grace

    A blueberry dress so majestically draped
    She aligned to his light embrace
    Danced under the tender moonbeams,
    Rhythmic blues, slow moves
    Clumsy yet sophisticated grace.
    Inclined to her ecstasy,
    Dawned upon me a bizarre tranquility
    Suddenly the heart claims the same sorcery.

    I shouldn't be like this.
    Wrong! They say it is.

    As souls drew close,
    Warm breathes, a kiss so soft.
    Her knight in shining armour, he is!
    Oh how I yearn the pleasure,
    Of her moist lips.
    Perhaps dissipate in her radiant eyes,
    Seize her in my soul, maybe!

    I shouldn't be like this.
    Wrong! They say it is.

    On the wedding day,
    Standing on the aisle beside her
    Flowers clutched tight, maid to be.
    Same rampant thirst upsurged me.
    The vows that we never took
    Kisses unprecedented, fates undestined
    Shall I regret?
    What it is!
    And What could've been.

    I shouldn't be like this.
    Wrong! They say it is.


    ©preeti_paromita_

  • agjproverbs 6w

    As a black trans expensive women fresh out the closet navigating life in the south oh, I have many more stories like this. #transgender #trans #blackpeople #blackandtrans #LGBT #SouthCarolina

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    True Story

    When I returned South Carolina from my NYC birthday trip last month I kept noticing older white people staring at me when I entered different establishments. As a trans fresh out the closet I was a little taken back by this and asked the hostess in a hushed tone why I was being stared at and if I was being clocked. This light skin black woman (that I didn't know was a black woman) leaned in close and whispered in a super serious tone, "I think its because your black". In that moment I blurted out, "OMG I forgot I was black." The way we both laughed up.
    ©agjproverbs

  • yours_fortune 7w

    If you are breaking some rules for your self growth, don't stop, feel the vibes, trust the way and move ahead. The journey will be difficult and you have to travel it all alone. So don't stop if decided once, no chance of looking back or making regret of the things that gave you your happiness.
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    #innervoice #fightingagainstsociety #societysucks #societyfamily #familysupport #lgbt #divorce #lovemarriage #remarry #owncarrierchoice #livingalone #intercastmarriage #rape #speakagainstinjustice

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    The thing that I realised is

    Your own family will talk shit about you when you're in the process of breaking all their family rules and cruses, for your mental and physical growth.

    Trust me that ain't for weak

    @the.black_quote

  • love001 8w

    It started with a look
    Followed with a stare
    Your beauty locked my attention
    Big white attractive eyes
    Dimples when she smiles
    Honestly I couldn't deny
    She was a true definition of beauty
    And I am the soldier reporting for duty
    Her voice is the perfect one..
    I would listen to it all DAY coz its so soothing
    ©love001

  • ntombekhaya_oz 9w

    Distance Lover

    We haven't met physically, but my mind and my heart have met you a thousand times..so until I see you face to face, I'll keep thinking about you.
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • ntombekhaya_oz 9w

    LGBTI

    You understand? But wait, You’re not the one who was a 16 year old out there fending for herself in a world full of vultures. You’re not the one who slept on an empty stomach because you didn’t want to feel like a burden to someone. You are not the one who has received hatred from the person who gave birth to you and also half of the world. You're not the one who was disowned by your parents because you are gay .. You are not the one who got raped because they claimed they could "fix you" ... So don’t fucken tell me to understand since shit is not easy for you too. Because you have no clue what I am going through.
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • ntombekhaya_oz 9w

    My Heart

    My heart was slowly failing me, not because it has been broken one too many times, but because it was carrying the biggest burden it could.. It was carrying emptiness and numbness
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • ntombekhaya_oz 10w

    It's not really about how they look, it's about how they look at you
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • ntombekhaya_oz 10w

    Lost Soul

    She wishes so bad to stay in your life, but she realizes that she’s too much and not enough at the same time...
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • lemongrass 10w

    Decidí atender a mis pensamientos,
    y en consecuencia
    me encuentro conmovida
    por los frutos que han traído.

    Pienso que tu ser
    es un regalo muy grande
    para ser desenvuelto
    por las manos del impuro.

    Y que eres, incluso,
    prueba de que la esperanza existe
    para el más catastrófico.

    Me percaté de que tus colores pasteles
    no manchan,
    y tu cabello atesora de todo
    menos ciencia.

    Tus huesos resplandecen en la oscuridad
    y tus manos son terapia.

    Tu corazón es muy voluminoso
    para caber en un poema,

    Y caí en cuenta de que fui necia
    al alguna vez
    desear aquella carencia sensorial,
    que me privaría de la merced más dichosa.

    ©lemongrass