There’ll be no white flag
Flying at the dawn
There’ll be no tears
Clouding these eyes
And blanketing the sun
With a shimmering cloak
Dissolving its glory in
A rush of human rain
Like stained glass
Swimming in my
Ruined vision
There’ll be no weakness
Stealing into
My thundering heart
And tainting regal blood
With dirty hypocrisies
Like venom through my veins
More lethal to a warrior

We could be something
If we only tried
If we turned with the world
We could be infinite
We could be beautiful
If we truly believed
And we could live
If we knew how to love
We could be Gods
If heaven were here
And we weren’t afraid to build it

Fight
With all your spirit
Indomitable in love
For who you are
And what you stand for
Fight
Not with hands
Nor machines of
Mechanical hate
But with your pride
Fight
Against reality
Impossible in its
Hopeless desolation
And hopeless causes
Fight
The indifference
Assimilating mankind
And defeating all
The beauty fragile
Fight
Fight
Fight so you can live
Fight so you can die
Fight before the darkness

This kiss will split the sky
The heavens retreating
From a holier domain
And dawn’s fierce chariot
Once invincible in flame
Will loiter in fright
An opposite hemisphere
Preternaturally soothing
Then time will cease
Shouting its mechanical
Warnings of mortality
Time is now trivial
For on your lips I taste
Eternity
Rippling on my skin
Electric tides of heaven
Flowing through your touch

Tender freckles of
Fragile light
Adorn the night’s face
Shining destiny while
Suspended in darkness
Singing infinity
Grasp quietly now
Quickly
Our forever
Trapped in a second
This touch
How gossamer the
Fingertips
Teasing shockwaves
From rhapsody’s skin
Exaltation
Rising towards those
Dapples of
Sublimation
Higher
Higher
We dare passion’s wings
As
Our eyes
Beacons of soul

(It may not seem to be about gay issues, but it's really a *gasp* metaphor)!

Dawn Child

Rise, Dawn Child, rise, from your twilight durance
Spread your tendrils of flaming righteousness
And dissolve this hemisphere in brilliance
Absorb the darkness in awesome sunbeams
Then liberate souls trapped in raven glare
Embrace divinity in your ray’s grace
Teeming with angels in phoenix-orb guise

So yesterday my dad became the first member of my family to know I'm gay. I gave him a poem for Father's Day and at the end told him I'm gay. First he thought it was some type of joke but I had to tell him it wasn't. He thought I didn't even write it because "it's not how I write." He hasn't even read any of my writing, how can he say that? He didn't get mad or anything, so that's good. I knew he wouldn't. He thinks that I'm too young to know such things. If I told him I was dating a girl, he wouldn't say I was too young. He'd say congratulations. I believe that I'm mature enough to know what my own preferences are. Guys at school are attracted to girls and they aren't half as mature as I am. They haven't even started growing hair on their chin while I've been shaving for years. I don't think maturity is an issue. But he is my father so I'm going to heed his advice and keep my mind open just in case I do change. I seriously doubt it though, considering I've been feeling this way for years and I have other traits of a gay guy such as 90% of my friends being girls and being more effeminate than most guys. I'm pretty sure I'm a homo!

His eyes caught righteous in the solar glare
Twin oceans flaming with true light and love
In beauty paralyzed, encased by eyes
My passion burning with his orbs divine
Such blue begotten surely from the skies
No maiden could bear a babe that sublime
How amber gleamed hair crowning handsome face!
The supple waves a-rolling like the hills
But how like earthquake I could shuffle them
Soft playing in the meadows of my joy

I fight for my rights
And I fight for my beauty
I fight for my love
And I fight for the future
I am an angel
Soaring from hate’s pollution
Salvaging my wings
From bigotry’s tainting smoke
I’m invincible
Under this rainbow banner
True colors of love
Flying strong after the rain

Wow, do I feel great! I'm in the best mood I've been in for months. Everything has finally clicked like some galactic jig-saw puzzle. I'm doing awesomely in tennis, having tons of good times with friends, and those negative emotions that I've been having about my sexuality? Wiped off the face of the earth. Now I refuse to brood over the subject any longer because I've realized that being sad and ashamed of who I am is just like surrender.

Bedazzled by a spell of sleep

Dreams drunk off golden slumber

Awakened by a voice so deep

My soul it does encumber

Yet gentle it is with grace abounding

From birth I have adored

The rumble so sweetly sounding

How could I mistake the Lord?

My child, sweet child, your tears!

They glimmer like the morning dew

Halcyon lakes of mortal fears

Dying tenderly in blue

I can feel their disapproving eyes
Ripping through my flesh
No longer protected by former disguise
Removal wounds still fresh

The snickering boys across the room
Clad in bright, gaudy, apparel
Laugh at me for I have no costume
Truth gives way to peril

Lakes of sweat cover
The Earth that is my body
I wish I could discover
How truth makes one so shoddy

Derisive laughter I hear
Flying a fool’s path

Well, here's my first post on Oasis! I'm really excited; there aren't many GLBTQ people at my school (I'm gay). I know of 2 gays, I'm kind of friends with one, and a few bisexuals at my school. I'm friends with two of them so that's cool. My school's fairly liberal and I haven't been bullied at all so I'm definitely happy about that!

So I came out on Valentine's Day this year (awww, how sweet! Gushy gushy!) and I'm at the point where I'm starting to gain some confidence in myself but am still having negative emotions about my sexuality. I have a lot on my mind because I've never really talked about it before. I came out to one of my best friends but she thought I was joking and we were walking down the hall to class so she had to go before I could tell her I wasn't. Then I came out to the rest of my friends by writing it on xanga. It was a huge mistake because all of my friends left lovely comments on my xanga but then never talked about it with me in real life. I tried starting up conversations about it but it never really worked. Then I sent an email and gave a note to two of my friends but they both convienently forgot about them. I don't understand. The ones who recieved the email and note are both great people who always shower me with love but fell strangely silent when I needed help. They love talking with me about cute guys so they're obviously not homophobic. I guess they just didn't know what to say or forgot. Either way, right now I feel pretty unloved and in need of a caring ear. I'm going to try talking to another friend of mine who's always been ready to listen soon so hopefully I'll start feeling better. I just feel really insecure, ashamed, and unlike myself. I'm usually a very happy, confident, and optimistic person, but ever since I've come out I've felt really depressed and badly about myself. I don't even know why. I know that it's perfectly all right to be gay and it's nothing to feel bad about, yet sometimes it's all I can do not to break down crying because I hate myself so much. So confusing!

The stars bleed ecstasy atop their cosmic throne
Striving to match the brilliance of light that is our own
Birthed in hearts pristine in mortal gaze
Haloed by righteous fire quick to set ablaze

We glide over trials with freedom’s golden wings
Illumined in harmony while all of nature sings
Radiant as the sun and chaste as a prayer
What love’s authenticity could compare?

Twinkling vanity escapes enlightened minds