Submissions by TheTaplow (RSA)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just another one
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Aug 2013 8:18am
28th Aug 2013 8:18am
We Through...Boo
I engage my heart
To those pathetic marbles you call your brains
As I attach your thoughts behind my rib-cage
Where I get to see this intense evil look
You hide behind your face
When walking around with me like a lover
But stomping on my petals like a rejected flower.
Withdrawing happiness from my heart like you own it
Then trashing me when with friends...
Like I never bone you.
I hardly rhyme in my poems
But this time around it has you in it,
But with that empty pride on your shoulders
I doubt you'd even feel this.
It was all...
To those pathetic marbles you call your brains
As I attach your thoughts behind my rib-cage
Where I get to see this intense evil look
You hide behind your face
When walking around with me like a lover
But stomping on my petals like a rejected flower.
Withdrawing happiness from my heart like you own it
Then trashing me when with friends...
Like I never bone you.
I hardly rhyme in my poems
But this time around it has you in it,
But with that empty pride on your shoulders
I doubt you'd even feel this.
It was all...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Aug 2013 10:49am
27th Aug 2013 10:49am
"F" Everything
The most quicker way to solve a problem or an issue is to just "F" it.
When a challenge is approaching you,
Face it.
When something belongs to you,
Fetch it.
When people hurt you,
Forgive them.
When it keeps on haunting you,
Forget it.
When your love is lost in your heart,
Find it.
When your happiness is taken away,
Fight for it.
When you want to remember good memories,
Frame them.
When a problem is swimming in your mind,
Flush it.
When Jesus calls you,
Follow Him.
When that guy forces to date you,...
When a challenge is approaching you,
Face it.
When something belongs to you,
Fetch it.
When people hurt you,
Forgive them.
When it keeps on haunting you,
Forget it.
When your love is lost in your heart,
Find it.
When your happiness is taken away,
Fight for it.
When you want to remember good memories,
Frame them.
When a problem is swimming in your mind,
Flush it.
When Jesus calls you,
Follow Him.
When that guy forces to date you,...
603 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2013 10:38am
27th Aug 2013 10:38am
Sick of Health
It's being called healthy when having fights and arguments in a relationship.
It's being called a healthy diet when you force yourself not to eat when you want to.
How does one become healthy from things that bring sorrow and tension to their hearts?
I plea to excuse myself from all this practice,
Simply because it is madness.
Don't you get sick from not eating enough?
Don't you get sick from sadness?
Aren't you sick enough already following this theory?
Or are hoping that someday when you fully sick,
you'll develop a health agony?
You slowly...
It's being called a healthy diet when you force yourself not to eat when you want to.
How does one become healthy from things that bring sorrow and tension to their hearts?
I plea to excuse myself from all this practice,
Simply because it is madness.
Don't you get sick from not eating enough?
Don't you get sick from sadness?
Aren't you sick enough already following this theory?
Or are hoping that someday when you fully sick,
you'll develop a health agony?
You slowly...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2013 7:30am
23rd Jun 2013 7:30am
Pretty Lady Please
I know you got it going on,
With your hot big reverse,
Nice legs, nice thighs, juicy lips,
Bedroom eyes and sexy curves,
...But pretty lady, you not what I deserve.
Every man has his eyes on you,
I can't lie, you got them hooked,
With what your front cover says,
No man would dare not to page you,
...But pretty lady, you don't even make a phrase in my book.
You gratify my gender with your mini skirt,
High heels, eye lashes, brazilian weave,
Rocking shades as disguise, in that guy's GTI,
Oh yes you fly
...But pretty...
With your hot big reverse,
Nice legs, nice thighs, juicy lips,
Bedroom eyes and sexy curves,
...But pretty lady, you not what I deserve.
Every man has his eyes on you,
I can't lie, you got them hooked,
With what your front cover says,
No man would dare not to page you,
...But pretty lady, you don't even make a phrase in my book.
You gratify my gender with your mini skirt,
High heels, eye lashes, brazilian weave,
Rocking shades as disguise, in that guy's GTI,
Oh yes you fly
...But pretty...
728 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 9:48am
21st Jun 2013 9:48am
I Take It Back
I'm not a "Shakespeare" type of guy
But I do believe romance is found within love
And in my case, romance and love had totally different parts.
It was her, she made me realize
That love is not a word but an action
But I was blinded by the pleasure of being with a hot girl,
An uptown girl who was truly attractive
Body so fine, ran up my mind, covered my thoughts,
I couldn't tell whether this is lust or love
'Cause I thought of her body more than her face
And thought of kissing her lips more than the words they say.
...Yes it's true...
But I do believe romance is found within love
And in my case, romance and love had totally different parts.
It was her, she made me realize
That love is not a word but an action
But I was blinded by the pleasure of being with a hot girl,
An uptown girl who was truly attractive
Body so fine, ran up my mind, covered my thoughts,
I couldn't tell whether this is lust or love
'Cause I thought of her body more than her face
And thought of kissing her lips more than the words they say.
...Yes it's true...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 9:15am
21st Jun 2013 9:15am
Casting My Lust...For Now
I dare myself one more time
Not to be a bad man,
Stay true to what is mine
And call it my own while I still can.
...Am I too fast?
I think I'm done playing games,
I believe my heart is getting matured,
With my feelings connected to these chains
I think my emotions are finally assured.
...Am I in a rush?
I close my eyes and open my mind
And all I see is her face,
I hardly trust my inner sight
But not in this case.
...Am I having a crush?
I can no longer deny it
When it's already here,
At first I couldn't buy it...
Not to be a bad man,
Stay true to what is mine
And call it my own while I still can.
...Am I too fast?
I think I'm done playing games,
I believe my heart is getting matured,
With my feelings connected to these chains
I think my emotions are finally assured.
...Am I in a rush?
I close my eyes and open my mind
And all I see is her face,
I hardly trust my inner sight
But not in this case.
...Am I having a crush?
I can no longer deny it
When it's already here,
At first I couldn't buy it...
524 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Jun 2013 11:17am
19th Jun 2013 11:17am
I Think I Think Too Much
My thoughts are restricted by the universe
Only out of space can my mind travel
With my strange intellect diffusing my intelligence,
I indulge my imaginations in reverse.
I sit and think to myself
What was I thinking when I first thought of writing this?
Did I think twice...
Or was one thought twice as much to be called enough?
I think I think too much
So much that I think thinking is better than dreaming
And what my mind brings is better than what my heart feels.
As I speak, I'm already thinking...what are you thinking?
Just so as you know...
Only out of space can my mind travel
With my strange intellect diffusing my intelligence,
I indulge my imaginations in reverse.
I sit and think to myself
What was I thinking when I first thought of writing this?
Did I think twice...
Or was one thought twice as much to be called enough?
I think I think too much
So much that I think thinking is better than dreaming
And what my mind brings is better than what my heart feels.
As I speak, I'm already thinking...what are you thinking?
Just so as you know...
754 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jun 2013 3:12pm
18th Jun 2013 3:12pm
Pardon My Font
As much as he want to call himself a poet
His hand finds it difficult to abide with what he feels.
While others write about emotion and love
He is still stuck up with what his mind sees.
His patterns are disarrayed
His flows and punctuations are formless
But from an amateur like him
What more do you expect?
Yes he loves poetry,
well at least that's what he says.
But just because he doesn't go all emotional in it
Does it mean he doesn't have what it takes?
His hand finds it difficult to abide with what he feels.
While others write about emotion and love
He is still stuck up with what his mind sees.
His patterns are disarrayed
His flows and punctuations are formless
But from an amateur like him
What more do you expect?
Yes he loves poetry,
well at least that's what he says.
But just because he doesn't go all emotional in it
Does it mean he doesn't have what it takes?
555 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jun 2013 8:36am
14th Jun 2013 8:36am
Shooting Stars
As much as we all want to be the best
I sit and imagine how long it would take one to get there
If our lazy minds and negative thoughts come first.
We preach about how we would want to shoot for the stars
Yet we keep looking back to the scars of the past.
Do we shoot for stars because they above us?
Or because they are shining and bright?
Whatever happened to the end of the tunnel,
Where light is being assumed to dwell?
We have stars and superstars, actors and singers
The people we would be pleased just by touching with our fingers
Then we dream of...
I sit and imagine how long it would take one to get there
If our lazy minds and negative thoughts come first.
We preach about how we would want to shoot for the stars
Yet we keep looking back to the scars of the past.
Do we shoot for stars because they above us?
Or because they are shining and bright?
Whatever happened to the end of the tunnel,
Where light is being assumed to dwell?
We have stars and superstars, actors and singers
The people we would be pleased just by touching with our fingers
Then we dream of...
767 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Jun 2013 8:26am
11th Jun 2013 8:26am
We do it because they don't
We look at them because they beautiful
With their crystal eyes they admire the obsession we have on them
As we adore their presence and company.
We sometimes play stupid games and thinking they wont get hurt
By making them believe we are all they deserve.
We do it because they don't
We want those who don't notice us
And when they notice us we deny it and get nervous
As much as we want to be the best they have ever had
We end up proving them right by acting like all the others
We love them for their big understanding hearts
Although taking good care...
With their crystal eyes they admire the obsession we have on them
As we adore their presence and company.
We sometimes play stupid games and thinking they wont get hurt
By making them believe we are all they deserve.
We do it because they don't
We want those who don't notice us
And when they notice us we deny it and get nervous
As much as we want to be the best they have ever had
We end up proving them right by acting like all the others
We love them for their big understanding hearts
Although taking good care...
600 reads
4 Comments
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