Hatred is for the Sensitives,

Borrow my heart

Talk to my friends

Tell him he's special

Leave him again

Empty your closet

Rest head in my hands

Tell him he's special

leave him again

Take all the pictures

Throw them away

Act like they never

Had right to take place

OpEn HiS HeArT

RiNsE Of YoUr HaNdS










sleep in your bed.

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She's the true love

She makes me feel as I’m a king every time she’s near me, every time she speaks, every time she kisses me she makes me smile. Been wanting to meet a women like her in a very long while, this might be a dream but all I ask? is that it lasts forever. At first I payed her no attention, just thought she was playing, after a bit of fun. She told me she wanted me fory ages, but I took no notice. Took me a while to realise that I like this girl, looking back I guess it’s my fault, made her wait for this long. Being a fool chasing some other girls,  Im lucky to still have her right now, she could of gone off with another man. But I’m glad we waited for this long to see how we get on.

Every time I’m around this girl I can’t help but laugh, in a good way of course. She makes me smile she makes me happy, she makes me think that love is happening. Everything from her face to her feet are perfect, just the way I like them. What can I say not many girls have ever made me feel this way. She’s kind, she’s sexy, she’s smart and a song writer, shes everything and more that I like. 

I’m scared to show her the real me, as she might not like the past of a bad person trying to be good. I really don’t want to fall in love with her too soon, even thou shes someone i could love for the rest of my life. I’m glad I met you but you’re too nice, you have come into my life making me wonder why? I like her too much, must make her my wife. When I’m not with her Im thinking of her. This scares me makes feel as I have finally found someone that I might truly love and trust.

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sits crossed legged


on the floor
as Mary


sings along
with Elvis


as he sings
from the small




by her bed


loves the way
her eyes shine


as she sings
likes to stare


at the tight
tiny tits


which press firm
against her


white school blouse
also likes


to study
Mary’s thighs


and dreams oft
in her bed


twisting hot
that Mary’s


soft body
and luscious


limbs and heart
lay beside


her in bed
Mary’s not


aware of


secret wants
but thinks of


the tall boy
whom she met


in the park
and let kiss


her thin lips
but smacked his


ink-stained hand
away from


her tight tits

and other


secret bits


knowing that
her father


finding out
would strap her


one and knock
the boy out.

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Boy Meets Love

Boy: What would you sacrifice in return for a love so true?

Girl: I'd sacrifice my all to have true love with you.


Boy: How would you show me, if that were the case?

Girl: I'd be there for all of the things that you face.


Boy: What if I mess up and make a mistake?

Girl: I'd tell you you're human...and show you our love's not fake.


Boy: What if you were hated for loving a guy like me?

Girl: I'd be facing that love is something others don't always see.


Boy: What if they saw it, and spat in your face? What if they mocked it, and our love was erased?

Girl: Why, I'd have to accept that our love is for us, and I'd build on the good things we share...respect and trust.


Boy: If I were sick, would you nurse me to health?

Girl: I'd reach for the bottle that says "love" on the shelf.


Boy: Would you face every hardship, if I acted a fool?

Girl: Yes I would, my love, always, but I'd also lay down new rules...;-)






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Girl after a girl: Events unforgettable



Part I


1) With a ‘to’ and a ‘fro’ in her throat,

something she did note,

as on a piece of paper, she wrote

"I can't like you, for you don't know -

I got to go away - to which I can't say No."

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


2) With her legs beside me, so stiff

and -to save me- her hands with great mischief,

she conveys to the punishment chief -

"Oh Ma'am? How can he be guilty?

As this is his first moment to my proximity!"

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


3) With all her teeth and gums out

and her tiny eyes so stout,

she beckons me with a shout -

"Go! I won't talk anymore to you.

How much I am hurt, you never knew."

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


4) With real tears in her eyes

and five of her fingers glued to rice,

maybe yes, twice - she cries -

"How would you know how much I moan!

For, never you, I am disturbed alone."

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


5) With a big grin at my face,

but with a big cry, the very next phase,

at my back this time, she says -

"He wouldn't have really scolded me,

If, even little, he had ever read me."

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


6) With a rise in all her gaze over the book,

when asked for her verses, she gave me an eerie look.

Soon, she wrote for me; Almost a month it took! -

"Though difficult, try to remember me

for, perhaps many for you, though you're alone for me."

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


From a girl, only another girl keeps one away,

but not from past nor future, for there're many more girls, I say.

An event with a girl can give a great kick start

that can lead anyone, till many suns set.

Memories of brain written from heart -

a few of many incidents I could not forget!


Part II


7) With drops falling down as she bends

her neck, in some reunion -she attends

after a year- she tells our friends -

Long back, He stopped talking to me.

Neither a hello nor a glance – as if I’m his enemy.

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


8) With a smile -she leaves the lab- too fake one

and with swollen eyes -returns in- pointing none.

Then, a message leaves her, following the sun -

A friend can be anything, but not a sister!

So, please don’t ever call me so, you mister!

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


9) With good red expressions – contorted,

while issues were being sorted

out about my interest in her, her words parted –

Oh, now please stop it! I want no fight.

I understand it and it’s completely alright!

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


10) With her ideas so optimistic,

though actions far realistic,

she typed something very mystic -

Had you worked, excellence of now would have been average

Anyways, any failure to be understood needs courage.

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


11) With her face full of joy and hope

and beliefs no less than some pope,

she always replies, to my theory of mortality, with nope -

The word End, with someone can also be Never,

for the person may know words like Forever.

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


12) With a look so cheerless, that can shrink

one’s heart -though sometimes so cheerful that can kink

it’s beat- she said or typed - I think -

Really miss you as I sometimes also saw my ex in you.

You played big part in my life, though days were very few.

Well, every girl is so so pretty.


Lies apart, any girl can make your day,

no matter whether you are a guy, girl or a gay

This is a small tribute to a small part

of all the girls I met.

Memories of brain written from heart -

a few of the incidents I could never forget!



Author's Notes/Comments: 

A saga written as a ode about incidents revolving in mind, involving a few of the girls I met. Their sounds still ring in my head!

Wild Ride

For young boys whose attempts to fornicate get a "no",
It could be wise to demand she live up to her word,
For you grow in a world too excessively mired,
By the use of words tainted through the educations
We grown ups have inspired,
A "no" from a girl any age can mean lust,
Or a lifetime of labels it can easily cost,
Even if she proclaims it was not what she meant,
Know her words will mean little to the judge,
There will be no one to blame but yourself,
And your name cursed for life, holding the grudge,
Abuse can be real and believe that it's wrong,
But the meaning it seems can be twisted,
Be discerning about this, and weigh every word,
Please don't let yourself be that easily black-listed,
Even marriage won't guarrantee you won't get a dingbat,
Our society's become quite a sham,
Don't be rushed into things you're not sure of,
As the woman has taken the wheel, I'm not lying, this is real,
The world's fast as it can.



6:17 PM 4/17/2013 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A word about abuse.

All The Girls Know

He's got gadgets



"Honey, have you seen what THIS thing can do?"


He's got gadgets



He loves that damn thing more than he loves me


He's got gadgets



Spending more time in the bathroom with it than he does with me

Does he still think i'm beautiful?


He's got gadgets



"Oh darling, look at what THIS thing can do sweetheart!"

Does he still want me?


He's got gadgets



"Look at this feature, it's AMAZING!"

What is left to give?


She's got gadgets



But she'll never tell 





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How Lucky Men Are!

"How lucky men are!"

An utterance that from a girl's mind is not far!

The girl who wishes she was a man!!

But to have this wish, there is no plan!!

This "poor" girls claims...

That she is oppressed by people with no brains..

That her house she cannot leave..

Unless a "Yes" is given to this "naive"…

And she returns home after a strict time…

Or she will get a "Speech" that will ruin her prime..

Because she arrived 10 minutes late, which doesn't worth a dime!!

And when the spouse comes, she thinks it's the end of the past!!

She is happy and expects good that will last!!

A prince of love and passion!!

Who will give her freedom of life and fashion!!

BUT unfortunately, she discovers the HELL of the new rule…

The rule of the Man!! The oppressor of the fool!!!

The man who uses his manhood as a an evil tool!!

And men keep on hearing her complains…

That she carries a child, and him she blames…

Nine months of pain and torture…

Tired, and a body that feels like it was cut by a butcher!!

But no one cares that moody she becomes..

Every month she suffers from moody drums!!

But when pregnant she is made…

The mood swings do not fade!!!

When nine months are gone…

And the child arrives like a don!!

The new mom welcomes him, after in a dress she couldn't fit!!

But does she welcome him with a red carpet?!?!?!

Noooo, but does so by the loudest scream!!

That came from pain and a horrific dream!!

The girl is from the man jealous..

Who hangs out with no guard like Dennis the Menace..

And his wish is her command in marriage…

Who only "Helps" to have a child, enough said, you know the image!!

And after this…

No moodiness or numbness…

Nine months, and in his life there is no pain…

Healthy, relaxed and just thinks of the name!!

He looks at his wife…

Suffering that she hates her life…

In the waiting room, drinking coffee with a smoke..

Waiting for the child who wants life to poke!!

The mom suffers, and in the end…..

The child is named son of HIM…an unfair trend!!!!!

I say to this girl…

Respects to you, you priceless pearl!

Poetry about you should be told….

And ungrateful men to you should hold!!

The man with a girl happiness gains…

Because he is the Sultan without chains…

She works, and he takes while she is in flames!!!


Do you think that men are always relaxed?!

Do you think life we control and the happiness fairy we faxed!?

The man has feelings and hardships, paying life's fees!!

And he has burdens that begin as seeds…

Then end up being trees!!

So have a second thought, I beg you, please!!

At the age of thirteen, he is finally a man…

He builds for himself a future and a plan..

He struggles and struggles to have a name …

And to choose a wife, the natural aim…

From troubles he tries to get away…

But temptations surround him everyday..

Every Tom, Dick and Harry he meets…

And experiences life that him it beats…

He struggles to gain knowledge…

Fighting boring books with courage!!

He ends up getting a degree…

He gets a job, since nothing is free!!

But in the end….He curses his job…

And hates his boss, boring Bob!!

And when it's time to marry….

He hears the demands from his girl's family……

He starts going bananas and crazy……..!

The dowry, the ring, the jewels and the dress…

The wedding, the food and possibly the press!!!

Then there they are, the long bills…

Climbing on happiness, Climbing panic hills!!

And when the young kid arrives, O girl be sure…

This guy is broke, have sympathy on the poor!!!

A man can be hurt, this is a fact….

He hears painful words from this and that….

But his manhood says that "men don’t cry"…

A girl cries, but for a reason that may not cause one to die…

But if a man sheds his tears…

You should know that he is facing fears…

That with misery he is fed up…

Because he drank from life's bitter cup!!

"How lucky men are!"

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Proud of this!

Never Thought

June 26, 2010
By Taylor Springs

Never thought I’d see in you
What you’ve always seen in me
Never thought I’d call you Boo
Never thought I’d let you call me Baby

Never thought you’d mean this much
When you’re near, I start to blush
Thoughts and words, blend together
Couldn’t picture this, never, ever, ever

My knees get weak, when I talk to you
My heart skips a beat, when you say “I love you, too.”
I get a little shiver, when I’m thinking about you
This isn’t stuff, I usually do

Never thought we’d be together
But I’m so happy that it’s true
Yes, I know, nothing is forever
But right now, I love you

Author's Notes/Comments: 

One of my very few happy poems.

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