#beard poem

[beardnecessities]

Beard Poetry

Beard Necessities

[bands-and-rainbows]

The beard poem

Behind a beard, so majestic and huge, might be a world of pain, but you can't see a bruise. A beard tickles when you kiss, that isn't always fun. But who needs fun when you have a beard like this one. Much love, The boyfriend

[thehellevator]

LEMME TELL Y'ALL SOMETHING

A buddy of mine uses the word "beard" as an adjective. I asked him what he meant by that, and his reply was like a poem

Bacon, and ocean of bacon

That is beard

Long beautiful hair

That is beard

The Norwegian mountain ranges

That is too beard

Opeth is the sound of beard

And yeah basically that's my philosophy from now on

[oneeightygramflow]

Reflection

Everyday I watch the person in the mirror on my bedroom door

And everyday I love my facial hair A little more than I did the day before.

[mysocalledbeard-blog]

touch it.

you stared into my eyes, and then at my beard, you stroked it. long taking your time to enjoy yourself. 

you scratched the skin under my chin, 

penetrating that mask i grow to keep you away. 

open blue surrounded in pale waves of flesh topped with ginger peaks. 

it was on, 

till you turned it off. 

i don't mind that you didn't want to go home with me. 

i don't mind that you are "only ya know, sometimes, You felt the connection didn't you" type of sexuality. I've been there. 

I don't even mind that you shook and stroked your dick at the urinal wanting me to watch you, before you said no. 

the fucked up part is  when i went to say good bye to my friend you decided to fuck, were spewing forth drunkenly "that dude with the beard, is he Gay?" and whispering about me like I'm some dirty pervert to someone i see everyday, that someone who is fucking your best friends girlfriend. 

I hope you wake up and cant forget my face, my beard, your actions and you know that what hurts the most when you don't love yourself enough to be true to you, 

is touching someone who does. 

[mothernatureee]

A poem of beards<3

People say I am very weird Just because I love a beard A man is not complete without facial hair To love a bare-faced man I wouldn't dare You might consider it an obsession But without it I will lead to depression My admiration of the scruff Is complete when it rubs my cheek ever so rough

[allhopeabandon-blog]

If I had a beard I’d never be glum

It would be my finest chum

With curly ends and fine brushed hairs

So long it would roll down the stairs

I’d twiddle and fiddle all day long

And never worry about the size of my schlong

To have a beard just to trim

Would make life not so dim 

(a poem by me)