Submissions by TheTaplow (RSA)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just another one
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Apr 2014 5:02pm
24th Apr 2014 5:02pm
Beauty Tag
Let me look into your eyes and tag 'pretty' on them.
Let me slightely put my lip on your lip and tag 'gorgeous' on it.
Let me creep below your chin to kiss your neck and tag 'delicious' on it.
Or let me kiss your heart and tag 'amazing' on it.
I dont know, I just wanna tag your body on what it is.
Let me pull you close and tag 'incredible' on your smell,
Let me grab your booty and tag 'sexy' on it,
Let me
Let me walk into your open mind and tag 'wise' on it,
Let me just listen to your voice and tag 'sweet' on it,
Lemme slide the edge of...
Let me slightely put my lip on your lip and tag 'gorgeous' on it.
Let me creep below your chin to kiss your neck and tag 'delicious' on it.
Or let me kiss your heart and tag 'amazing' on it.
I dont know, I just wanna tag your body on what it is.
Let me pull you close and tag 'incredible' on your smell,
Let me grab your booty and tag 'sexy' on it,
Let me
Let me walk into your open mind and tag 'wise' on it,
Let me just listen to your voice and tag 'sweet' on it,
Lemme slide the edge of...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Apr 2014 5:01pm
24th Apr 2014 5:01pm
My Queen's Arrival
She bad as diamond,
My precious stone
With sexy diced eyes
Looking into my heart
Snow sight cold as ice,
(cardiac frost)
I wrote this piece with frozen ink
Coz when you step in
My surroundings freeze,
Silence dies and nature cries,
They cherish your presence
As they sing repeatedly
"The Queen has arrived"
My precious stone
With sexy diced eyes
Looking into my heart
Snow sight cold as ice,
(cardiac frost)
I wrote this piece with frozen ink
Coz when you step in
My surroundings freeze,
Silence dies and nature cries,
They cherish your presence
As they sing repeatedly
"The Queen has arrived"
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 9:32pm
4th Apr 2014 9:32pm
A Proper Goodnight
I wanna say a proper goodnight
But not now,
Maybe later tonight,
But what if she'll be sleeping by then?
Or what if she asks me now
why am I not saying a proper goodnight?
Should I say it now?
What if she's not going to bed yet?
Will she think I'm sleeping already?
What if she thinks she's boring me?
I wanna say a proper goodnight,
But what if she doesnt like it?
What if she already sees it now,
Have I blown the surprise?
Damn
So many things...
Why can't I just say GoodNight?
But not now,
Maybe later tonight,
But what if she'll be sleeping by then?
Or what if she asks me now
why am I not saying a proper goodnight?
Should I say it now?
What if she's not going to bed yet?
Will she think I'm sleeping already?
What if she thinks she's boring me?
I wanna say a proper goodnight,
But what if she doesnt like it?
What if she already sees it now,
Have I blown the surprise?
Damn
So many things...
Why can't I just say GoodNight?
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 10:20am
4th Apr 2014 10:20am
Finding To Lose
The ideas, the plans,
Bringing shit up but failing to make it happen,
Getting stranded for too long,
When I finally find a way to do them,
I lose my interest
The thirst, the hunger,
Empty bowls, feeling sick
from starving for too long,
When I finally find something to eat,
I lose my appetite
Talking to myself, the boredom,
The feeling of being solo
and alone for too long,
When I finally find friends,
I lose my social skills
The love, the lust,
All the stress and major depression
of being single for too long,...
Bringing shit up but failing to make it happen,
Getting stranded for too long,
When I finally find a way to do them,
I lose my interest
The thirst, the hunger,
Empty bowls, feeling sick
from starving for too long,
When I finally find something to eat,
I lose my appetite
Talking to myself, the boredom,
The feeling of being solo
and alone for too long,
When I finally find friends,
I lose my social skills
The love, the lust,
All the stress and major depression
of being single for too long,...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Apr 2014 10:08am
4th Apr 2014 10:08am
Block
I'm facing it again,
its blocking me,
i dont know what it is
but it blocks all writers
it hits the back of my head
and tells me how wack I am,
it pokes a verse
but pops no topic
it tells me to write
but gives me nothing right
to write about,
it creeps below the surface
of my vocabulary,
it puts a good word on the tip
of my tongue and says spit
but gives me no direction
its blocking, im blocked, im trying, im blocked
its blocking me,
i dont know what it is
but it blocks all writers
it hits the back of my head
and tells me how wack I am,
it pokes a verse
but pops no topic
it tells me to write
but gives me nothing right
to write about,
it creeps below the surface
of my vocabulary,
it puts a good word on the tip
of my tongue and says spit
but gives me no direction
its blocking, im blocked, im trying, im blocked
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Mar 2014 8:41pm
31st Mar 2014 8:41pm
Read This >> Not What's Below
"This" is below
And below "this", I wanna write a note,
A note that would touch souls,
Change lives and make people whole,
A note that would move
crippled emotions off their beds
and walk them into a safer place
where happiness lays awaiting their dying feelings.
This is above,
But what I want is "beyond",
I wanna write what's above the limit,
Beyond expectations,
I wanna write a note that says
"Listen World, I'm Speaking",
A note that will make others notice
the difference between...
And below "this", I wanna write a note,
A note that would touch souls,
Change lives and make people whole,
A note that would move
crippled emotions off their beds
and walk them into a safer place
where happiness lays awaiting their dying feelings.
This is above,
But what I want is "beyond",
I wanna write what's above the limit,
Beyond expectations,
I wanna write a note that says
"Listen World, I'm Speaking",
A note that will make others notice
the difference between...
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Mar 2014 7:43pm
31st Mar 2014 7:43pm
Why Do I Write?
Why do I write? How do I live?
When the only thing in my mind has to do with pen
and paper?
Why do I waste ink
on a white sheet
that would get lost anytime
when it feels like it?
Huh?
A simple hard cloth
that would give up
the value of my words
over a simple drop of tear.
Why do I get frustrated
when my mind speaks
and my heart listens
but words failing to come together
as one print?
Why do I write more than I read?
Why do I shake that pen against my head
when I struggle to come up with a title?
Why do I write...
When the only thing in my mind has to do with pen
and paper?
Why do I waste ink
on a white sheet
that would get lost anytime
when it feels like it?
Huh?
A simple hard cloth
that would give up
the value of my words
over a simple drop of tear.
Why do I get frustrated
when my mind speaks
and my heart listens
but words failing to come together
as one print?
Why do I write more than I read?
Why do I shake that pen against my head
when I struggle to come up with a title?
Why do I write...
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Feb 2014 8:59am
19th Feb 2014 8:59am
When I Die Again
When I die,
I hope the source is a gun,
the last thing through my ear
should be a loud bang
and the last feeling
should be a piercing
through my chest or my head
or any spot that will clear me out
quick enough not to feel the pain.
I dont wanna die in vain,
but I wanna die seeing
the holder of that weapon,
the person behind that piece of steel.
Not to haunt him
but to die leaving him with respect
that he took me out
with something that I'd die for.
I hope his gun is a Colt MK4,
my favorite...
I hope the source is a gun,
the last thing through my ear
should be a loud bang
and the last feeling
should be a piercing
through my chest or my head
or any spot that will clear me out
quick enough not to feel the pain.
I dont wanna die in vain,
but I wanna die seeing
the holder of that weapon,
the person behind that piece of steel.
Not to haunt him
but to die leaving him with respect
that he took me out
with something that I'd die for.
I hope his gun is a Colt MK4,
my favorite...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Jan 2014 10:21pm
30th Jan 2014 10:21pm
When I Die
Respect me now while I can still see you,
Dont come brave to my grave and say you wanna pay your last respect,
If you have it now, why would it fade when I'm dead?
Are you gonna forget everything I did?
Are you gonna make that brick ontop of my grave be a wall of division between the world and what I've done great?
You remember how I treated you,
So when I die, let my death be a part of you.
When I die, ama die not knowing what killed me,
Only you will know,
If I do drugs and never get busted then I end up dying in a bathtub,
Dont come to...
Dont come brave to my grave and say you wanna pay your last respect,
If you have it now, why would it fade when I'm dead?
Are you gonna forget everything I did?
Are you gonna make that brick ontop of my grave be a wall of division between the world and what I've done great?
You remember how I treated you,
So when I die, let my death be a part of you.
When I die, ama die not knowing what killed me,
Only you will know,
If I do drugs and never get busted then I end up dying in a bathtub,
Dont come to...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Dec 2013 4:57pm
29th Dec 2013 4:57pm
She Knows Me
Nature knows me, she remembers me and every moment we've had.
I've felt her presence, that freshness of the air she shared with me,
Blowing through my window gettting my curtains dancing,
Putting my emotions at ease,
She knows me
Nature knows me,
That breeze she covered my flesh with at the beach,
Those waves, that ocean, she knows me from the sea,
She knows me when she sees me,
She knows me coz she feels me
And I know she remembers me.
Nature knows me coz she showed me those mountains and awesome waterfalls,
I lost my breath and...
I've felt her presence, that freshness of the air she shared with me,
Blowing through my window gettting my curtains dancing,
Putting my emotions at ease,
She knows me
Nature knows me,
That breeze she covered my flesh with at the beach,
Those waves, that ocean, she knows me from the sea,
She knows me when she sees me,
She knows me coz she feels me
And I know she remembers me.
Nature knows me coz she showed me those mountains and awesome waterfalls,
I lost my breath and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Dec 2013 9:39am
25th Dec 2013 9:39am
They Talk Shit About Good Shit They Cant Have
When they have nothing inspiring to say,
They say motivational people are living a boring life.
When they have nothing to wear,
They say fashionable people like to brag.
When they cant afford expensive stuff,
They say wealthy people like to buy unnecessary stuff.
When they cant reach a goal,
They say they were never interested in that stupid thing anyway.
When they want you but cant have you,
They bad-mouth you and hate you.
When they cant find true love,
They say love sucks, they say love is a waste of time, they say they...
They say motivational people are living a boring life.
When they have nothing to wear,
They say fashionable people like to brag.
When they cant afford expensive stuff,
They say wealthy people like to buy unnecessary stuff.
When they cant reach a goal,
They say they were never interested in that stupid thing anyway.
When they want you but cant have you,
They bad-mouth you and hate you.
When they cant find true love,
They say love sucks, they say love is a waste of time, they say they...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Dec 2013 2:38pm
21st Dec 2013 2:38pm
We Not A Secret...We Just Private
We speak a language only we know best,
In this relationship that only we understand,
They get confused and call us crazy,whereas we know what we have is just amazing,
They see no comments and coversations no more,
They think we aint kicking no more,
But how could they know?
They see you playing hard to get,
They think I'm suffocating in that friendzone,
We been silent for some time,
They think one of us got dumped,
But how wack would we be?
It's only been a month,
They think it's a year that we been here,
That's coz we...
In this relationship that only we understand,
They get confused and call us crazy,whereas we know what we have is just amazing,
They see no comments and coversations no more,
They think we aint kicking no more,
But how could they know?
They see you playing hard to get,
They think I'm suffocating in that friendzone,
We been silent for some time,
They think one of us got dumped,
But how wack would we be?
It's only been a month,
They think it's a year that we been here,
That's coz we...
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