To bi or not to bi?

[verse-a-tile]

To bi or not to bi?
That is the question
As half of him admires the moon
The other half is flirting with the sun
He cherishes yin
While succumbing to yang
Tasting her feminine delight
And craving his masculine might

To be a bi
is, by definition, to live a lie
Unless he tells both
About him and her
But how many women could love
A man who confesses
To being able to love another man?
Or he may propose
An eternal triangle – a three in bed
Ice, fire and earth uniting
Sounds so exciting
But often ends in purple tears

Never fully accepted or understood
By gays, straights, or even himself
Yet that’s the way he was born
He didn’t choose to be
And yes, if truth to be told,
He has enjoyed it both ways
But after all is said and done
To ‘bi’ or not to ‘bi’
Is an agonising question
A perpetual tragedy

[stephanie stephens]

I couldn't have said it any better.

[toomuch45]

niceeeee i love it so true

[azulai]

I really enjoy your poems!
This is great! mile:

[James]

being in love with a bi I could not have said it better, thanks for the poem, James

[verse-a-tile]

Beaux, TyD, stephanie stephens, toomuch45, azulai and james
many thanks to you all!

[Student]

Was that written in iambic pentameter? (I can't be bothered to count syllables).

[verse-a-tile]

it was a 'bi' version of it
by the way shakespeare was probably bi too!

[Lolguy]

That was actually a pretty good poem, heh. Good job.

[verse-a-tile]

Lolguy, thanks a lot!