#males - Hello Poetry

What must it be like to be male? To live with an overclocked metabolic system that’s always on the lookout for brazen and unmistakable propositions - like a smile or a "please pass the salt." I mean, at times we all have those feelings - primitive as oil - but not the constant, fast forward, high density need that males seem to live with. It must be like wrestling a trapped demon.

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Jul 4, 2021

Jul 4, 2021 at 10:18 PM UTC

anaisvionet

overclocked

What must it be like to be male? To live with an overclocked metabolic system that’s always on the lookout for brazen and unmistakable propositions - like a smile or a "please pass the salt." I mean, at times we all have those feelings - primitive as oil - but not the constant, fast forward, high density need that males seem to live with. It must be like wrestling a trapped demon.

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The softest of pinks, Much tougher than you think. Upon seeing shades of red, You’d think that they’ve seen nothing but the dead. Instead; They endure new blooms, Garden grooms, Pinches from males, Often a bouquet of sales. The colour pink, Was more beautiful than you think.

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Apr 14, 2020

Apr 14, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC

Daisy-Goddess

The Colour Pink

The softest of pinks, Much tougher than you think. Upon seeing shades of red, You’d think that they’ve seen nothing but the dead. Instead; They endure new blooms, Garden grooms, Pinches from males, Often a bouquet of sales. The colour pink, Was more beautiful than you think.

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Here is the primal male to keep, Food, TV, *** sport and sleep, All this under the carpet we sweep, Really no need for chicks to weep, Our brains have more thoughts to keep, That's why women need far more sleep, Compared to our primal males we keep, Food, TV, *** sport, and sleep, That's the way males are, Definitely originate from Mars!

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Sep 10, 2016

Sep 10, 2016 at 6:00 AM UTC

julie-grenness

PRIMAL MAN....

Here is the primal male to keep, Food, TV, *** sport and sleep, All this under the carpet we sweep, Really no need for chicks to weep, Our brains have more thoughts to keep, That's why women need far more sleep, Compared to our primal males we keep, Food, TV, *** sport, and sleep, That's the way males are, Definitely originate from Mars!

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Why my darling are you so blue? Was it that boy who said he didn't love you? Remember my darling that he's only a boy. There's many more out there, who would love to see your joy. You have to find the right one and when you do. You'll be glad you went with someone new. Someone besides this monster who broke your heart. Someone who will give you a brand new start.

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Jun 12, 2016

Jun 12, 2016 at 6:31 PM UTC

abigail-sandquist

Relationships

Why my darling are you so blue? Was it that boy who said he didn't love you? Remember my darling that he's only a boy. There's many more out there, who would love to see your joy. You have to find the right one and when you do. You'll be glad you went with someone new. Someone besides this monster who broke your heart. Someone who will give you a brand new start.

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It was suggested to me I should read a great book: Why Do Men Lie. My response was, Why Do Men Do Anything.

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May 29, 2015

May 29, 2015 at 10:29 AM UTC

I love ***** big and small, I love ***** best of all. I think ***** are lots of fun, I think ***** are number one. I think ***** are really neat, they make me want to beat my meat. I love ***** covered in lace, I love ***** rubbing my face. I love ***** in leather black, those are huge, do they hurt your back? I love ***** in bras of silk, make me want to say "got milk"? I love ***** in a college dorm, and in a nurse's uniform. I love ***** in tight red sweaters, or stretching against a t-shirt's letters. I love ***** in t-shirts wet, hey you with the nice ***** have we met? I love ***** in skimpy swim wear, I'm sorry, I can't help but stare. I saw your cleavage from above, with your ***** I am in love. Your ***** are giving me a ****** I'll have my pants off in a jiffy. Your ***** have given me an ******** I want to do them without protection. Your ***** have made me want to **** them. I even want to ********* them.

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May 4, 2015

May 4, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC

timBIGDrussel

*******

I love ***** big and small, I love ***** best of all. I think ***** are lots of fun, I think ***** are number one. I think ***** are really neat, they make me want to beat my meat. I love ***** covered in lace, I love ***** rubbing my face. I love ***** in leather black, those are huge, do they hurt your back? I love ***** in bras of silk, make me want to say "got milk"? I love ***** in a college dorm, and in a nurse's uniform. I love ***** in tight red sweaters, or stretching against a t-shirt's letters. I love ***** in t-shirts wet, hey you with the nice ***** have we met? I love ***** in skimpy swim wear, I'm sorry, I can't help but stare. I saw your cleavage from above, with your ***** I am in love. Your ***** are giving me a ****** I'll have my pants off in a jiffy. Your ***** have given me an ******** I want to do them without protection. Your ***** have made me want to **** them. I even want to ********* them.

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The worthiness of me to men is non-existent so I will share you my resentment A man came into my life When I wasn't worthy to others Yet he saw the beauty in me We would lay in the tall grass Silent but the breeze The sun warming our naked bodies All of this comes with ease The end is inevitable First love, so genuine and pure forever will be searching because this aching soul craves a cure Next was a man Who was calmer than the sea So few word's spoken Never to be seen around with me Weekends of whisky Not to leave my room Dancing naked, playing records I knew I was temporary I knew it was doomed Then there was a college boy Who brought me to his room We smoked blunts, watched movies I told him it was too soon He claimed that I was perfect In time, touching my curves Like the clouds softly grazing the hillsides Making human art in his bed Like natives dancing on their reserves But I could sense his coldness I saw no emotion in his eyes So on my walks home I would beg to the skies A concert I attended Where the next boy sat near me I was intoxicated And with fake confidence I turned to him to see Gentle eyes A soft face And lips I couldn't ignore We didn't hear a single song And when the night had ended We knew we needed more So far away he lived But our souls knew we should be I had never felt like this No one has ever gave me the looks He would give me So genuine So perfect So kind But the distance was an annoyance It wasn't good to his mind And so little efforts were made And I was left astray Always wondering Always wanting That perfect boy from the show But I will never know Why can't I find one who cares One to feel, one who is real? Please find me someone Who wants love like me My soul is aching I'm painfully lonely

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Dec 18, 2014

Dec 18, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC

ohperri

Come and Go, Never to Stay

The worthiness of me to men is non-existent so I will share you my resentment A man came into my life When I wasn't worthy to others Yet he saw the beauty in me We would lay in the tall grass Silent but the breeze The sun warming our naked bodies All of this comes with ease The end is inevitable First love, so genuine and pure forever will be searching because this aching soul craves a cure Next was a man Who was calmer than the sea So few word's spoken Never to be seen around with me Weekends of whisky Not to leave my room Dancing naked, playing records I knew I was temporary I knew it was doomed Then there was a college boy Who brought me to his room We smoked blunts, watched movies I told him it was too soon He claimed that I was perfect In time, touching my curves Like the clouds softly grazing the hillsides Making human art in his bed Like natives dancing on their reserves But I could sense his coldness I saw no emotion in his eyes So on my walks home I would beg to the skies A concert I attended Where the next boy sat near me I was intoxicated And with fake confidence I turned to him to see Gentle eyes A soft face And lips I couldn't ignore We didn't hear a single song And when the night had ended We knew we needed more So far away he lived But our souls knew we should be I had never felt like this No one has ever gave me the looks He would give me So genuine So perfect So kind But the distance was an annoyance It wasn't good to his mind And so little efforts were made And I was left astray Always wondering Always wanting That perfect boy from the show But I will never know Why can't I find one who cares One to feel, one who is real? Please find me someone Who wants love like me My soul is aching I'm painfully lonely

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