Bitter, Twisted World

In the wicked hearts of men
and in their malicious minds
my love is cursed at.

From the mouths of men of power
to the ears of those of ignorance
my love is spat on.

In the conversations of religion
and right outside my door
my love is trodden down.

So what a bitter, twisted world
when happiness already denied
my love is spurned as well.
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Posted: Aug 2010
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A poem about gay love

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Redex
I agree with your heading, but lighter times are slowly coming.
But of course your poem tells its tale for nowhandshake
QuietStormF
Some narrow minded people will always oppose what they can't understand... sigh A well written poem... Thanks for sharing.hug teddybear
Gashly
love is love...between two souls, no matter the form we take. the feeble-minded hide behind quotes and weaker gods. do not let them win. hold your head, and that of your lover's, high. much empathy, for your aching heart. hug
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