My Poetry

Here's a few original poems that I wrote. They are not copyrighted, so feel free to spread them around to your friends or make a link to this page.

I wrote this one after being harassed at a local gay bar for being a crossdresser.

"Nail Polish Remover" - by Cassandra Luv

On the day I was born I was brand new,
But my chances to stay that way were few.

I grew up knowing that I was different somehow.

I learned pain and suffering and faced it alone.

I bore the burden and always felt weak
Whenever I was called a "Jerk, Nerd, or Freak!"

Pain is a prison inside ones soul.
To find the key would make me whole.

"Where is this key?" I screamed to the sky!
Not hearing an answer would make me cry.

To protect myself I created a mask.
Learning to glue it was a very hard task.

So my soul created it's own super glue...
It could only be removed by a chosen few.

It helped to protect me from the pain.
It sheltered my soul from the rain.

The years passed by as I grew older.
As time passed my soul got colder.

As the years passed the glue got harder.
As time passed my soul grew harder.

One day I put on a dress just as a joke.

The freedom I felt helped me see through my own mask!
But I would claim it a joke if any should ask.

A year went by and I came out to my friends.
Their love and acceptance helped me make my own amends!

I came out to the world and began to recover..
This was done at Rocky Horror!

Day by day the glue gets weaker.

Day by day my soul gets stronger.

When I put on my makeup my mask won't stick!
Nail polish, foundation, eyeliner, lipstick!

I found my answer and didn't know why.
To find the truth I looked to the sky...

The answer I found was nail polish remover!

I faced the world and said this is me!
I came out to the world and now I am free...

Happiness doesn't come from worldly things.

Happiness is being the way God created me.

All my life I learned how to hate.
All my life I learned how to frown.
All my life I learned how not to cry.
All my life I learned how not to laugh.

Now I'm learning how to love.
Now I'm learning how to smile.
Now I'm learning how to cry.
Now I'm learning how to laugh.

Now I'm helping others learn how to love.
Now I'm helping others learn how to smile.
Now I'm helping others learn how to cry.
Now I'm helping others learn how to laugh.

You see, super glue may stick forever.
So you need to find your own Nail Polish Remover.


A few years ago, I couldn't afford to buy some close friends a Christmas present. I wracked my brains trying to figure out how to tell them. Well, back in the old days, when we couldn't buy something, we made it with our own hands putting our heart into it. I was inspired to write this next poem for them, and put it in a nice Christmas card.

"Your Gift To Me" - by Cassandra Luv


I don't expect a thing from you
This Christmas Eve...
Not after all the gifts that you
have already given me...

Friendship was your first gift,
the next gift was your love.
Acceptance was the next lift,
A blessing from above.

Good friends are very hard to find
in this world of pain...
They stick together and stay kind
In the sunshine and the rain.

When a person gives their love,
and they ask no price.
God smiles at them from above
and returns their favor thrice!

You saw what I was all about
and didn't turn away.
I then felt safe to "come out",
and tell the world "I'm gay!"

So that's why I have everything
and before this year is through...
Of you all I proudly sing,
"Your gift to me is you!"

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