Submissions by Tayybish
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2014 00:42am
2nd Jun 2014 00:42am
But You Didn't
I spilt coffee on your new shirt the day we met,
I thought you'd get mad,
But you didn't.
When I tripped over, hitting the table,
Sending your documents everywhere,
I thought you'd say I was clumsy,
But you didn't.
When I forgot my lunch money on purpose,
Because you wouldn't let me go on a diet,
I thought you'd think I was stupid,
But you didn't.
When it was your birthday,
And I made you a tiny present
That was rubbish because I had no money
I thought you'd laugh at me,
But you didn't.
When I...
I thought you'd get mad,
But you didn't.
When I tripped over, hitting the table,
Sending your documents everywhere,
I thought you'd say I was clumsy,
But you didn't.
When I forgot my lunch money on purpose,
Because you wouldn't let me go on a diet,
I thought you'd think I was stupid,
But you didn't.
When it was your birthday,
And I made you a tiny present
That was rubbish because I had no money
I thought you'd laugh at me,
But you didn't.
When I...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Jun 2014 4:28pm
1st Jun 2014 4:28pm
The Blame Game
Blame it on
Your abusive father
Your mother in denial
Your failed education
Blame it on
Everyone and anything else
Never take any responsibility
For your own actions
It's the drink
The broken mirror
That tore me apart
It's a deaf god
Who lied about love
Blame it on
My insecurities
My fragile self
My insufferable needs
Everyone and anything else
Don't take responsibility
For how you've treated me
It was the cigarettes
That filled my lungs
Full of lies
That filled my mouth
The weight...
Your abusive father
Your mother in denial
Your failed education
Blame it on
Everyone and anything else
Never take any responsibility
For your own actions
It's the drink
The broken mirror
That tore me apart
It's a deaf god
Who lied about love
Blame it on
My insecurities
My fragile self
My insufferable needs
Everyone and anything else
Don't take responsibility
For how you've treated me
It was the cigarettes
That filled my lungs
Full of lies
That filled my mouth
The weight...
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Mar 2014 9:23pm
17th Mar 2014 9:23pm
Sometimes
Sometimes I walk around the house in my underwear,
and just let it all hang out
but then I always run to my bedroom at the first hint of a noise for clothes
because everyone knows there's not a woman on this earth who isn't even slightly insecure.
Sometimes I go to the cafe by myself and eavesdrop
because I like to know I'm not the only one who talks about their problems in public.
Sometimes I walk outside with no shoes on
and feel the dirt and grass in between my toes
because it's better to have full contact with the earth and not just the insides...
and just let it all hang out
but then I always run to my bedroom at the first hint of a noise for clothes
because everyone knows there's not a woman on this earth who isn't even slightly insecure.
Sometimes I go to the cafe by myself and eavesdrop
because I like to know I'm not the only one who talks about their problems in public.
Sometimes I walk outside with no shoes on
and feel the dirt and grass in between my toes
because it's better to have full contact with the earth and not just the insides...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2014 10:20pm
6th Feb 2014 10:20pm
Dear Mother
Dear Mother
You say you love your daughter but I'm a manifestation of your sin you try to hide
Your failed attempts at fixing me to be the perfect child but you were never good at architecture.
When people ask you about me what do you tell them?
That I'm just a black sheep waiting to be sheared and painted but always manage to jump the fence
I'm stronger than the chains you try to bind me with but how would you know;
When you don't even know my date of birth, the day I was cursed to be yours
An old doll waiting to be sold to a thrift store, I sit in the shop...
You say you love your daughter but I'm a manifestation of your sin you try to hide
Your failed attempts at fixing me to be the perfect child but you were never good at architecture.
When people ask you about me what do you tell them?
That I'm just a black sheep waiting to be sheared and painted but always manage to jump the fence
I'm stronger than the chains you try to bind me with but how would you know;
When you don't even know my date of birth, the day I was cursed to be yours
An old doll waiting to be sold to a thrift store, I sit in the shop...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Feb 2014 11:15pm
4th Feb 2014 11:15pm
Older Man
They call you an older man. A difference in age that gives you a reputation.
The taboo of being your submissive; a status, a secret that I hide because I am too selfish to share.
Your blue eyes are ice in my summer skin, an unfamiliar touch that I chase
The freckles on your shoulders represent the women that'll fall for your charms. Shoulders that have been held by more than just me, squeezed in the heat of moments.
We mix in chemistry; our efforts soak the sheets I clutch at, like your hair;
A brush against my thighs when you taste me. Chocolate and vanilla never made...
The taboo of being your submissive; a status, a secret that I hide because I am too selfish to share.
Your blue eyes are ice in my summer skin, an unfamiliar touch that I chase
The freckles on your shoulders represent the women that'll fall for your charms. Shoulders that have been held by more than just me, squeezed in the heat of moments.
We mix in chemistry; our efforts soak the sheets I clutch at, like your hair;
A brush against my thighs when you taste me. Chocolate and vanilla never made...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jan 2014 00:01am
31st Jan 2014 00:01am
Home
A simple structure at first glance is more complex at heart. Strike chords, brick against beating flesh, as our rushed minds grasp memories. The height etchings on the kitchen door frame, And the pang of jealousy as I look upon them; nothing much has changed. The bleak bone-white of spotlight vinyl. Appointment notes and insurance policies hang from the fridge like sixties decor. We remember through young minds the childish taboo of the basement, The ghostly groans of the boiler as the central heating turns on. We run up the stairs, your long clumsy legs still more capable and I - do you...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 11:55pm
30th Jan 2014 11:55pm
Purgatory
This world loses me, It is too much to bear,
The tornado wind and the butterfly, this mind and body are tired.
You are the crocodile in my nightmares, you snap at pride, you swallow my innocence, you killed the chld inside me.
I survived.
I live on still and it is a wonder, though not the same; I am a skeleton in my own closet.
But I am many things:
A crook, a thief, a bandit,
a Grand-daughter,
and Easy Prey.
Will I love you? It screams to me, the blood of roses and fake promise of hope is poison.
I claw at my heart and the red wails at me,
like...
The tornado wind and the butterfly, this mind and body are tired.
You are the crocodile in my nightmares, you snap at pride, you swallow my innocence, you killed the chld inside me.
I survived.
I live on still and it is a wonder, though not the same; I am a skeleton in my own closet.
But I am many things:
A crook, a thief, a bandit,
a Grand-daughter,
and Easy Prey.
Will I love you? It screams to me, the blood of roses and fake promise of hope is poison.
I claw at my heart and the red wails at me,
like...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jan 2014 11:28pm
28th Jan 2014 11:28pm
Building
I asked you what Love is, and you couldn't give me an answer.
The image of it you thought was true I shattered.
With those pieces we build and find a new meaning, and even when the glass cuts us I'm here to heal you and we carry on.
Like soldiers our scars show not pain, but lessons, reminders of our differences, yet I still love you.
And so skyward we build, catching the rain with our eyes but too afraid to shed them,
Hiding my emotion because really, I can't control it, no matter how brave I seem,
And you are much stronger.
Your eyes speak of secrets unspoken,...
The image of it you thought was true I shattered.
With those pieces we build and find a new meaning, and even when the glass cuts us I'm here to heal you and we carry on.
Like soldiers our scars show not pain, but lessons, reminders of our differences, yet I still love you.
And so skyward we build, catching the rain with our eyes but too afraid to shed them,
Hiding my emotion because really, I can't control it, no matter how brave I seem,
And you are much stronger.
Your eyes speak of secrets unspoken,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Jan 2014 11:26pm
28th Jan 2014 11:26pm
Symphomatic
The octave tickles the spotlight and the crescendo freezes you,
Your heart is the bass, pluck your heart strings but don't break them,
Or you'll be drunk tonight, singing your sombre anthem.
Let the chords drown away your worries, drown your ears in the music so you can't hear your thoughts,
Don't think, just close your eyes and feel it, open your hands and love it, hold your girl and sway to the music and tell her you love her.
Give the world your everything and kiss it better when you've used its fruit, but don't expect anything back; it was here first.
You get one...
Your heart is the bass, pluck your heart strings but don't break them,
Or you'll be drunk tonight, singing your sombre anthem.
Let the chords drown away your worries, drown your ears in the music so you can't hear your thoughts,
Don't think, just close your eyes and feel it, open your hands and love it, hold your girl and sway to the music and tell her you love her.
Give the world your everything and kiss it better when you've used its fruit, but don't expect anything back; it was here first.
You get one...
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