#lesbian

535 posts
  • queerqueenathena 5w

    The angry lesbian

    Dear family members,
    Parents,sisters, cousins,
    Whatever falls in that category
    Am here to inform you
    That I
    Don't owe you a boyfriend.

    I don't owe you an explanation
    About my life
    I don't owe you details
    About all my male friends
    So you can tell me
    How you wish I was involved with one of them.
    I don't owe you a lie
    To protect your ego.
    My authenticity is my pride
    And am not sorry
    That it is not what you want for me.

    Dear seemingly happily married cousin,
    No, you may not take me to conversion therapy.
    I understand,
    That your brain
    May not fathom
    The fact that not every girl
    Needs a male figure to be fulfilled.
    And as you come to me
    With that pretentious goody two shoes attitude
    Claiming you want to help me
    While you alert the entire world
    Of what you say
    Is a big misfortune that has befallen us,
    I suggest you shove that help down your throat
    Because am not buying any of it
    So go ahead and tell your congregation
    That this lesbian
    Is happy and proud of who she is,
    And while your at it,
    Use that spare time
    You waste spreading false information
    To read a book, research,
    Make sure the next time you go saying anything about queer people,
    You actually know what you're talking about.
    Stop embarrassing yourself,
    This is an internet enabled era,
    At this point your ignorance is no excuse,
    It's a shame!

    Dear brother in law,
    I appreciate you showing concern
    To your wife's family matters
    But may I suggest
    That you go stick your nosy nose elsewhere,
    How about fixing your own relationship?
    Wouldn't be so bad to put down the old beating belt,
    What do you think?
    Aren't you even a little worried,
    That calling my orientation an abomination
    Maybe the only thread
    Your love life is foolishly dangling onto.

    Dear aunties,
    "Marriage counselors, your holy magistrates, religious guides.."
    Whatever you think you are.
    This might come as a shock to you,
    But I don't owe you a good example to your children.
    And when you keep whispering,
    During family events
    Discussing how am such a shame,
    Complaining about how am completely ignoring your presence,
    As I concentrate on my phone
    Leaving you giggling like idiots.
    Need I inform you,
    That I, don't owe you sh*t,
    I don't owe you a smile,
    When you speak with nothing but spite,
    I don't owe you a proper greeting,
    As you look down on me
    Like a pile of demonic trash,
    I don't owe you a "proper dress code"
    And while at that topic,
    My body is my body,
    My responsibility and my choice,
    Your suggestions about my tattoos and piercings,
    Are not welcome either.
    So excuse me,
    But I have to live my life my way,
    Make mistakes and learn from them,
    Enjoy my time on this earth
    The only way I know how,
    Embrace my differences
    Accept my weird traits,
    Let me be me!
    ©queerqueenathena

  • melcus86 7w

    Blacksheep chronicles

    It's time to pick lock
    The Generational handcuffs
    That have been handed off
    As to wear what was
    Passing fears long lost
    To be carried on

    Truth is barely a thought
    Grasping for some realness to come
    To stop steering us wrong
    For the sake
    of the false appearances
    We are often demanded to keep up

    Without a care to the deep cuts
    Their transferring To keep us
    from revealing the details
    Of our family secrets


    ©melcus86

  • melcus86 8w

    A hidden secret

    Somewhere painted
    in the painting
    Of this image
    We've created
    Beneath subliminal layers

    Lies the seed
    Of a Lying deep seeded
    Precieved weakness
    Dying in the depleting deepness
    The silence has no need to speak this

    Anxiety grows like weeds
    To keep it discrete
    So we sweep it
    Swept from the scene

    ©melcus86

  • bhxktii_ 16w

    Similar

    Trauma
    We bond over
    We fall in love with eachother
    Attracted to eachother
    You sealed it with a kiss on the mouth
    And then on
    My lower lips
    You kiss
    I know I have meet some genuine
    I want you to be with me
    As we make love
    You made feel
    Both emotional and psychological
    Sensation when you
    Just with a flick of the tounge
    I moan in actual love
    It’s almost tantric
    Your
    Loving touch
    You say moan hard
    Louder
    And I do
    Love me as we you
    Sweetly dominate
    Me
    ©bhxktii_

  • kingofdarkness 23w

    अनोखा प्यार..

    इश्क़ किया तुमने तो अब छोड़ के मत जाना,
    मुश्किल से दिल सम्भला इसको तोड़ के मत जाना...

    साथ तुम्हारे शुरू किया है मैंने जो ये सफ़र,
    बीच राह में रास्ते को तुम मोड़ के मत जाना...

    लोग कहे एक लड़की होकर लड़की को मैं चाहूँ,
    देखो देकर धोका मुझको लोगो को मत हँसाना...

    समलैंगिक ये इश्क़ हमारा मुश्क़िलो की बाते,
    लोगो के तानो का गुस्सा मुझको मत सुनाना...

    छोड़ चला सब कुछ साथ तेरे नये सफ़र पे यारा,
    कि छोड़के मुझको तू कभी अकेला मत कर जाना...

    जाने कितने दिल है दुखाये एक तूझे पाने को,
    तू भी तो ये वादा कर मेरा दिल मत दुखाना...

    ये समाज ये दुनिया सारी कोशिश करेगी,
    पर तू न बिछड़ना मुझसे कभी वरना मैं तो मर जाना...

    ये कहते ये लोग अपन तो जिस्मो परचाही,
    समलैंगिक लव सच्चा है हमें दुनिया को है दिखाना...

    ©kingofdarkness

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 29w

    GRAVE OF A TRANSGENDER

    An enthusiastic gang of 'fearless four',
    Once set on an adventurous tour,
    Choosing paths, that were seldom selected,
    Exploring life in the ways most unexpected.

    They were riding through a cold forest,
    Dense and spooky, full of danger and threat,
    Ahead of which they decide to stop and rest,
    Opened bottles of wines playing games of bet.

    All of a Sudden, their eyes caught a strange sight,
    They were close to a graveyard, that cold night,
    But none was scared, rather they were excited,
    To make that night a memorable experience, they decided.

    Inebriation gradually clutched their senses,
    Pushing them into the well of offences,
    Their bad luck started enticing them, grinning,
    When the bottles of wines started fiercely spinning.

    The game of truth and dare, started with great zeal,
    Unaware were they of the treasures of graves to unseal,
    The dare was to sit near any one, place hands on it,
    Call the corpse sleeping inside, with a candle lit.

    First dare became the last one, they couldn't play any further,
    As soon as the dead body was summoned, the grave started to quiver,
    Scintillating with a strange glow, it bled profusely,
    As it wanted to speak when alive, still wishing to be heard carefully.

    A wide ring of blood was drawn, they all stood within,
    "Do not dare to move until I finish", roared the glowing coffin,
    "I did not committ suicide, I was being raped & throttled,"
    "In the train, where I used to beg, until my body got settled, "

    "Later my corpse was thrown out after enjoying my flesh,"
    "I'm still bleeding inside, wounds on my soul are still afresh,"
    "Had the females that night not thrown me out from ladies compartment,"
    "I wouldn't have entered Gent's section to fall prey to their ugly & lusty harrassment."

    "Was it my fault to be born out of the predetermined sexual domain, our society served?"
    "As never did they build loos for us, no seats for travelling were ever reserved, "
    "The life which I was granted was like the decayed filth of an old dustbin,"
    "My death was also ruined, and still my peace is being strangled, pestering my coffin."

    The grave tranquilized within minutes as if nothing ever occured,
    Leaving a big question mark on their lives, the scene faded and disappeared,
    The grave warned them to move back and never return until dead,
    For the upliftment of transgenders, NGOs by those 'fearless four', are now being led.
    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

    *RESHMA KAUSAR MOHIDEEN*

    *INSTA HANDLE: sword_of_word_86.*

    #wod #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersworld #writersnetwork #men #society #grave #gay #lesbian #grave #murder #plight

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    GRAVE OF A
    TRANSGENDER.


    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • ntombekhaya_oz 30w

    Saved

    Writing saved me, I indirectly told the whole world of the pain I was going through and that healed me.
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • soyal_p_boby 33w

    Pride months....
    Lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender which are just the main division of sex orientation.. There are many subdivisions for these which people doesn't usually see. Asexual, demisexual, pansexual, bicurious, aromantic etc are a few of those subdivisions. Don't waste your time thinking about "what's wrong with me" , there's nothing wrong. Don't care about what others might think.. Be yourself, be who you are and be proud of that.. You're a normal person and a beautiful person and you should be proud of who you are. You deserve to live with dignity and show people your pride.. And for others accepting them as they are is the best thing we can do. People does have the rights to love who ever they want. Love is not something that's based on gender,color,age or anything......
    ©soyal_p_boby

  • anuradhasaxena 33w

    वो : " ठीक वैसे ही खराब पेंटिंग कि तरह ही मेरे लिए तुम हो,  जो तुम्हारे अलावा कोई और देखे तो उसे वो खराब दिखेगा,  मगर तुम्हारी नजरों से देखे तो उसी पेंटिंग में कुछ अलग,  कुछ हट कर दिखेगा,  जो उसे औरों से खास बनाती है।
    जैसे मेरी नज़र से ख़ुद को देखो तो,  मेरे लिए तुम औरों से अलग हो, औरों से हटकर हो, मेरे लिए तुम खास हो।
    तुम जब ख़ुद की नजरों से देखती हो तो तुम्हारे अंदर तुम्हें बहुत सारे दोष नज़र आते हैं,  मग़र मेरी नज़र से देखो तो तुम में कोई दोष नहीं है।

    मैं : " जो भी हो, लेकिन फिर भी मेरे ख़्याल से अब तुम्हें move on हो जाना चाहिए"

    वो :  "क्या तुम मेरे बग़ैर ख़ुश रह लोगी"

    मैं : "मैं इसका जबाब नहीं दे सकती हूँ"

    वो कुछ देर तक मेरे बिस्तर पर पड़ी पुस्तक को देखती है, और फ़िर से सवाल करती है- 
    "यदि तुम्हारे पास किस्मत की किताब होती, तो तुम क्या करती ?"

    मैं बिना सोचे समझे उसे कहती हूँ- "अगर मेरे पास किस्मत की किताब होती तो बदल देती तुम्हारा मेरा साथ,  और जला देती हर उन पन्नों को, मिटा देती हर उन लकीरों को,  जो कर रही हों हमें एक-दूसरे से जुदा.... लेकिन तुमने ये सवाल क्यूं किया?"

    वो : "क्योंकि अब मुझे मेरे सवालों का जबाब मिल गया।"

    ©️अनुराधा सक्सेना

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    "मैं और वो"

    मैं : "क्या तुम मुझसे अब भी मोहब्बत करती हो?"

    वो : "जवाब जानते हुए भी,   सवाल कर रही हो"

    मैं : "कैसे कर लेती हो इतनी मोहब्बत,  क्या तुम्हें दर्द नहीं होता है ?"

    वो : "जहाँ मोहब्बत हो वहाँ दर्द कैसा?"

    मैं : "तुम आज भी पागल हो, और शायद पहले से भी ज्यादा पागलपन चढ़ गया है "

    वो : "हूँ पागल, बस तुम्हारे प्यार में,  आख़िर असर भी तो तुम्हारा ही है ना"

    मैं: "पर मैं जिस तरह से तुम्हें किसी और को सौंप दी हूँ,  जिस तरह से मैं तुम्हें नज़र अंदाज़ करती हूँ, क्या तुम्हें तब भी मुझसे नफ़रत नहीं होती है"

    वो  : "अच्छा एक बात बताओ, जब तुमसे कोई पेंटिंग खराब बन जाती है, या फिर जब तुम रंग कर रही होती हो और तुमसे गलती से काला रंग गिर जाता है और पूरी पेंटिंग खराब हो जाती है तो क्या तब तुम उन रंगों से नफ़रत करने लगती हो"

    मैं : "बिल्कुल नहीं, मुझे तो अपनी खराब पेंटिंग में भी कुछ ऐसा नज़र आता है कि नफ़रत होने के बदले उससे मोहब्बत हो जाती है"

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    ©anuradhasaxena

  • personic 33w

    “Don't define yourself by your body… it's the infinite being that's connected to everything in the universe.”
    ©personic

  • a_human_00 35w

    THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE

    -The Bold Type


    ©words_dots

  • ntombekhaya_oz 36w

    Fading

    I watched as the fire that was once burning so hard slowly started fading away. I could feel the pain every second she splashed water on it. I tried to ignite what was once there but the water was just too much.

    Love was slowly starting to fade. She was becoming emotionless, she was becoming empty, She was losing interest. With every 'hey' she sent, came back a greater silence.

    With nothing to feel, I wondered if they noticed. Did they notice that I was fading away? Did they notice that they were losing me?

    Or did they really not care enough to notice that I was slowly fading away.
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • ntombekhaya_oz 36w

    Secret Lover

    I wished I could tell her that she makes my heart skip a bit every time I see her. That I feel like I'm inside a fresh boutique of flowers everytime I stand in her presence. That her voice makes my blood flow in the fastest way and her smile brightens up my day. I wished I could tell her that if I was hers she wouldn't even be doubting herself because I'd make sure that she knows her worth every single day. I'd make sure she knows that she is loved and she is enough.
    ©ntombekhaya_oz

  • pri_rag 37w

    Love To Me Is

    Having someone to listen to music with for the rest of your life.
    ©pri_rag

  • ntombekhaya_oz 39w

    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

  • oddgoddess 39w

    It's fine

    Yeah It's fine
    I don't mind
    It's only been nearly a year you bit back your truth
    That's why I teeter on the edge before letting myself fully fall for you
    Because I want to feel your words too
    Beautiful view
    It's fine
    Yeah it's fine that you steal my breath like a crime
    It's fine
    That you're mine without being mine
    When my waistline meets yours
    And my smile is against your cheek
    I'll be fine
    I promise
    Even if it bleeds me dry
    Continue being honest

  • ntombekhaya_oz 40w

    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

  • lemon_eyes 41w

    Empty Poet

    I'm sad
    Do I find that bad

    No but I'm not glad either
    Maybe I could have tried harder

    To be happy in my place
    To have a real smile on my face

    Its not like I don't try

    But I feel like I don't try hard enough
    I mean was I made to not be tough

    You know what I mean, if you don't it's not your fault
    Maybe you do maybe you do not

    I think you forgot that life takes a different toll
    On every clueless wondering soul

    Um what's it like to be happy
    To live life all silly and sappy

    Do you know or is that just what life is like in a fairy tale
    I wanna live in a fairy tale where I can fly where I do not wale

    I cry myself to sleep
    But my life isn't really that deep

    I'm just a sad teenager
    That gives into the anger

    That's fed to them on a daily
    But to the adults that seems to silly

    They call us lazy and selfish
    They treat us like we aren't a lost fish

    They think we left the group of fishes by being devlish
    When they kicked us out ha isn't that rich

    All my life I've been called names or been kicked under the bus
    And they think that's no reason to make such a fuss

    I'm sad but you know that
    You won't do anything till I'm gone but you don't know that

    Because you won't realize that I'm actually sad till I'm actually gone
    And you think your so strong

    You think we're impressed by your muscles naw
    You honestly look as dumb as straw

    So when I die my my own hand
    On who will the damn blame land

    Me? My parents? The bully's? The adults?
    Is anyone actually at fault?

    Sure all the mean names and comments did their painful share
    But there is no true reason as to why I'm in such pain and that isn't rare

    To be sad with no reason to stare at
    So when my life crashes with a splat

    Don't you dare blame anyone
    Not me not your daughter your child or son

    I will die, no stopping that
    But if I die by suicide that's not something you can spit at

    You've been spitting on my my entire life leaving me on the concrete floor
    So why would you stop then when I'm gone when I am no more

    Because regret is greater then gratitude
    When Anne Frank wrote that she had the right attitude

    Sometimes I want to kill myself and scream "goodbye I hate you all' or say at least something

    But other times I want to wither away in silence letting the eerie air drag my apologies into nothing.
    ©lemon_eyes

  • lemon_eyes 41w

    Creating Another Me

    All the pieces of me
    Left with you
    You didn't run or walk out
    You fought to stay
    Begging with broken cries
    Kneeling down to pray
    Making mistakes
    Trying to hard

    We couldn't lose each other
    Yet somehow life failed us

    And we lost both our souls
    In trying to be one
    I dunno is that it, am I done
    All I can say is it was no fun
    Dying under the warm winter sun
    An empty fall diving between an empty run

    A soul in the galaxy
    A mind in each star
    A traveler on each cloud
    A million deaths per world

    History is a lie
    The future is when we die

    Its a never ending cycle joy and pain
    Find laughs under the showering rain
    Slowly turning into an unwanted stain

    We lost our run
    We are dead breathers
    Running from our problems
    I dunno what to do goddamn
    I've never found a person
    That could be my you

    An imaginary lover
    Taking two in one me
    And creating another
    A devils laugh
    A broken smile with no guiding staff

    Breathing cold air
    Feeling warm air
    Feeding pain with nothing to spare
    Laughing about trauma without care
    At this point being alone isn't rare
    Even in such a world where all they do is stare
    Each with their own opinion to declare

    When people love you
    It doesn't give you a reason to love yourself
    Saying that it should, breaks the loved
    The ones that are completely out suffered

    A lack of breath
    Craving no life but not death
    ©lemon_eyes

  • lemon_eyes 41w

    A Darling From a Book

    Take your time
    I love watching you
    Undress and do your daily things
    Everything that you do
    It's beautiful
    Done with effortless elegance

    You love the little things
    Green trees and small copper rings
    You like blaring music in the car
    Making fun of country music
    And rapping along to wordless beats
    Oh darling you are my all

    Your the character in the greatest books
    Stories that dance in minds
    Even years after they've read the story
    Your kisses are stuck in my mind forever

    Days go by and I need your laughter
    You make me smile and push my boundaries
    You know everything about a person
    Just by looking into their eyes
    And the wrinkles and creases on their faces
    Darling you are loved
    By the world, I, and everything under and above
    ©lemon_eyes