Best Takin Poems
When I close my eyes at night
I dream what seems so real
I’m takin away
To a place where most can’t go
A place only few know
A place where scientist are trying to be
A place where only a few can see
Where other lifeforms that are unknown
A place where unknown lifeforms call home
A race of beings that look like us but spirit they are
We can’t see them but they see us from afar
They are gods but not ours
They do what we can’t do
Truth
To them we are weak
We not as smart as we want to believe
Like here, some are good and some are bad
All are smart
Some don’t really care
A lot of them have a good heart
Their God is our God
Their Creator is our creator of heaven and the earth
They do what God allows them to do
They honor the most high like me and you
Categories:
takin, angel, crazy, fantasy, meaningful,
Form:
Rhyme
Rap like Rabbit battle Rap
21/05/2018
Livin by the beach and baby life’s good
Not stuck in a rut or in a crummy hood
I’m writing tight rhymes like you know you should
Or like you thought you would
No like you wish you could
But man you ain’t got no wood
Your actions so sloppy n soft
I’m holdin the trophy aloft
Yeah my critics they all scoffed
But my paper leads the way
To hear my rap you gotta pay
The pretty skirts all wanna stay
So many I gotta shoo em away
Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and copping cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free
Now listen up a while
And you’ll hear my roarin style
Insults on you I’ll pile
So deep you’ll run 8 mile
Like a rascally rabbit
Talkin rain like Charlie Babbitt
Stuttering’s your best habit
Tear out your heart man I’ll stab it
Oops now your bleeding out
But your soulless words don’t shout
Your lips just quiver n pout
Man... I know what your about
Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and coppin cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free
Look at you your a disgrace
Tears a runin down your face
Can’t keep up with my hectic pace
No I won’t show you no grace
Cause now I’m free flowin fast
Like I’ve had a wicked blast
And your junk is still half mast
Oh Man your moments past
Now this is kinda tricky
But your Calvin’s Kleins are sticky
Man I’m just takin the Micky
Out of your sweet little dicky
Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and copping cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free
I can’t help but be like this
My arrows never gonna miss
And when you do throw out a diss
I’ll grin or smile and blow a kiss
Cause you can’t touch me dog
Girl on your arm looks like a hog
Girl on mine’s so hot theirs fog
Your starin speechless your agog
I got the paper, chicks and words
You can’t even find a use for verbs
I bet your smokin chockin on herbs
I’m clean n mean, mind undisturbed
Cause I’m the one you wanna be,
livin the dream and copping cream
Yeah I’m the one they wanna see, they be givin it away for free
Categories:
takin, slam,
Form:
Rhyme
My uncle Dran was an odd sorta man
who never much cared for livestock.
But wouldn't you know he kept a pig he loved so,
and named the fat thing, Ham hock.
Of little he cared but for the pig's dinner fare
and a desire to keep him from block.
No butcher you'd see would stand a chance or a plea,
to separate Dran and Ham hock.
One day on a walk came a squeal and a squawk
as they passed a farmland flock.
As a sow named Bacon took to squalling and chasing,
to the delight of old Ham Hock.
Bacon was bought after a hard bargain fought,
she was Dran's hog for the takin.
And never could one part, the sow and the old fart,
know as Ham Hock and Bacon.
To this day down the lane, if you travel again.
there's a legend for books in the makin.
For the piglets o' plenty, of the pigs, Dran has many,
cause he won't eat Ham hock or Bacon.
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Pink Domino Contest
Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
7/29/2016
Placed 10th
Categories:
takin, animal, farm, food, pets,
Form:
Couplet
15/04/2018. Slam Time Man
Im only a novice at this Slam style man,
So I’m gonna go hard on your so called Jam
Your slow n sloppy style make dissin you easy,
I’ll do it all day man, just cause it please me.
I’m quick n I’m quirky, always slick n not dirty,
Unlike the tripe from the gutter you snipe.
Ill go with my flow like I’m running the show,
While your heads hanging down ima takin your crown.
See this new kid in the cribs a crazy wordsmith,
My rhythm n rhyme makes you sound like a blacksmith.
My soft, sweet sound is more than you can handle,
Your rough, raspy rubbish is like rapping an anvil.
I’m too cool for school, but I’m nobody’s fool,
Your raps rudimentary, your speech so sedentary.
So I’ve pounded your game for my own personal gain,
And I winning this Slam just like that, Wham Bam.
Categories:
takin, rap, slam,
Form:
Rhyme
I am a full figured woman
inside and out
Embracing my shape
as each curve tells her own story
My head you no longer enter
my heart you can not break
now you mad I no longer give,
SO...."ha ha" now you can no longer take
I am a full figured woman
inside and out
my arms and my mind wrap around new found joy,
yes this I receive from a real man, not a little boy.
And you thought I could never love again, "ha ha ha"
you silly, silly child
Your words no longer hold my attention
I fully understand how I can grow freely
not needing you, not one more minute
"Humph" you couldn't deliver anyway
I am a full figured woman
inside and out
no longer stuck in your ruts of disrespect.
I see me more clearly
blessed for a higher potential
Go on now, move out the way.
You blockin my light.
Yea I see you squintin your eyes, unable to stand my shine
in your eyes sight
Who did you think you were anyway?
I shook you off my pole, throw that fish back
after all this time you takin and I'm givin
I'm the one whose skinny and your the one whose fat?
"Naw brah" I ain't havin that
Thick, I am meant to be
curves full for all to see
I am a full figured woman
I am free to be me
SO...from my head to my toes
from my heart, down deep to my soul
proudly I sass, curves and all, by mirrors glass.
reflections and satisfactions
of a full figured me!
Categories:
takin, freedom, inspirational, life, love,
Form:
Kyrielle
Canadian bacon
In stores for the takin
Brought home for the makin
Canadian bacon
Real eggs on the side
Over easy on me
Canadian bacon
Sweet harmony
Canadian Bacon
More meat to the round
Canadian Bacon
More love to the pound
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
Categories:
takin, food,
Form:
Personification
Just take a second now, to finally think
of what its like to talk to someone with a fear of speakin to peeps
Or how some will be fearin while they crossin the street
While you be up there on top thinking my words are weak
You say ima freak, Insane in my brain
When you just sittin there, all afraid of the pain
that imma unleash on you while i be takin the fame
man, im just here to finaly take my claim
you google me when you tryna look meh up,
wonderin how it was that i stole your little pick me ups
wonderin why its me that ended up on top
knowin dat theres nothin that'll make me stop
you like a baby with no bottle
that hates being cottled
all you do is start to wattle
while im pushin full throttle
Man i just got started and im already done
like a sunday night mass to a catholic nun
To be honest man this was hella fun
But im outta time so i gotta run
So ill talk to yah later
unless you still a hater
who thinks they some big bad ass nasty skater
Oh well man,at least i tried,
but your brain man, Damn it outta be fried
still wonderin how it is that i got signed...
well here lemme be the bigger guy
(Walks away)
Categories:
takin, adventure, anger, career, destiny,
Form:
Lyric
As I travel on the path to an unknown destination.......
I must conquer the process of never-ending education
Average math pupil but good with money multiplication
So I try hard to keep rigid concentration
Don't need drugs or liquor to grant my brain stimulation
The elevation
Of my irritation
Anger accumulation
If I fail a task I feel internal humiliation
So I'm up to my neck with worries about to die from self-strangulation
Self termination
My own extermination
Then next comes the inevitable inflammation
So I face Heaven's cremation
Now in Hell I witness my soul's incarceration and incineration
I seek some solitude, give me my space-indentaion
I'm confident a star without the constellation
Better yet I'm the Earth minus the rotation
Circle the 7 continents-circumnavigation
Rebuild my nation
Who am I kidding that's my imagination
An indication
Of dedication
Inspiration
Which mingles with frustration
Which is an expectation
Of this generation
But I am forever notorius I welcome seperation
Fighting two on one with anticipation and contemplation
Losing the battle my face scarred beyond mutilation
Something bad in my blood I feel the devestation
Of living with contamination bad sanitation
Takin no hesitation to carry out the investigation
Now its too late, notice the mutation
Now I take over the land-gentrification
Build a foundation
Living quarters get the best renovation
See my creation
The ultimate innovation
Shine so bright my life is your illumination
In my dreams my company names me president without the inaugeration
Good luck to my relations and affiliations
The eradication
Of my station
Completing installation and insulation
With collasal temptation
To put my feelins in isolation
My heart has no visitations
Readers form your own interpretations.......
Life is a simulation
With many manifestations
Still on a path to an unknown destination
(Took 47 sec to start typing)(Typed in 22 min, 12:53-1:15) 8-25-09
Categories:
takin, dedication, faith, imagination, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
Cian careen into Quigley's Pub
for a little Irish whiskey and sub
before long dancing
an Irish jig romancing
the wee fawning lassies lap club
lassies hooting and flapping being bold
with blarney about his pot of gold
money he was countin
while lassies were mountin
full of craic, pole dancing, and few handholds
much Irish brew a sot Cian became
I'm takin my money you can't blame
when he got to his lair
pot did he held bare
shame he did claim but himself to blame
3/26/2017
Categories:
takin, dance, drink, money,
Form:
Limerick
I'm learning, to not be lonely
And coping, but the darkness is soaking
Inside my mind, to the point I can't find
The line, and the sign.
I want to get well, but I feel like in hell
Locked in a cell, so you can tell.
My mind's in distressed, feeling depressed.
And the aggression is over takin
My life so well, so, can get some help
Because I can't do it myself.
I feel trapped, being wrapped
With captain of the demons.
I can see'em, their steamin
Towards me, so scary,
But I'm the storm that has the swords
To kill them, while they drink their gin.
Feelin like I'm tied, with the line
Always saying I'm fine
But the art in my heart is falling apart.
Thinkin about dying now I'm crying
And trying so hard to fight to reach the light.
I'm in a battle to save my life
Because I know it's right even tho the dark is bright.
You broke my heart and tore it apart
So, I'm in the dark, you left a mark
Now I'm crying, Feelin like dying
I'm not lying, You and me
RIP.
Now you see, what you did to me
I'm misunderstood, No, I'm not good
You were rude and critical.
I thought you ruled, My life
But now the spite, Burned my light
And now it's not so bright, you’ll spit on my grave when comes my day
The sky will be grey, you won't miss me
And soon you'll see, the only key
Is in Hell, Locked in the cell
And you will tell, The dwell.
Other people, I wasn't a keeper
But a seeker, As I get deeper
In the fire, But I'm a fighter
Trying to be lighter, And I won't let the bright go, So
I learned to cope, With the demons
When I see them.
I'm so stressed, With no rest
Tryin to do my best, but I'm a mess.
I act fearless, But my dear
I'm feelin, The killin
In my mind, making me not find
The kindness, In my soul
It's a toll, And it's cold
In the hell's deeper, Part with the reaper
Who's a keeper, Of all lost souls.
Categories:
takin, emotions, hurt, rap, sad,
Form:
Lyric
The Scottis Generale,
Nicholas McJockstrap
Waes undefaited fu a decaid
Due to the nikkirless trap
But on thys partikul day…
Thei stud on the highelands
Withe thir kyltes flyring highe
Ase thir baggpypis pleyed
“Thes wyll gyve yu a stye in yur ey”
Thir ennemy, takin abak
By the sicht thei sawe
Thene advaunced wyth a skreyme
Saing “shou eus soum moary”
The Scottis secreet weapun
Ded nott wark
It juist creatted a frynze
Drave the ennemy berrserk
The ennemy, sailors
Adaptared thei sexeul palatiat
As thei strypped ofe thei cloath
Ty revele frokes fram a swanne laik ballatt
Thei foloued thei Captain
Byg Baud Benn
Skreyming “Kille ale the women”
“Ande raap ale the meyn”
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Translation
The Scottish General
Nicholas McJockstrap
Was undefeated for a decade
Due to his nickerless trap
But on this particular day…
They stood on the highlands
With their kilts flying high
As their bagpipes played
“This will give you a sty in your eye”
Their enemy, taken aback
By the sight they saw
Then advanced with a scream
Saying “Show us some more”
The Scottish secret weapon
Did not work
It just created a frenzy
Drove the enemy berserk
The enemy sailors
Learned to adapt their sexual palates
As they stripped off their clothes
To reveal frocks from a swan lake ballet
They followed their Captain
Big Bad Ben
Screaming “Kill all the women”
“And rape all the men.”
Categories:
takin, funny
Form:
Rhyme
people look at me and they can't see...
because on the outside I look as healthy as can be...
but...I am not afraid to say, I am malnurished...
lately I have been deprived from the main nutrients in life...
I'm hungry for it...
although I've had snacks
woke up to breakfast..
and slept with dinners...
I didn't feel full...to say the least...
some1 offered to buy me lunch...
I told her she didn't have enough, she looked at me confused.
and I just left it at that, because since I've known her...a buffet is all she's offered me.
yeah...I've had some that cook for me...but they seem to always be missing the most important ingridients.
...I'll try all different spices...but I like to keep it mild...
I haven't had that full course in a while...
never make it to the dessert...
...so I guess I'll keep looking over the menu...
the menu that I've been reading until my head hurt's...
I need some food for my thoughts, some food for my latest heart condition...
I need to be replenished...and only true love can quench this thrist...
because I've been starving and my waitress is takin too long....
Categories:
takin, happiness, inspirational, love, romance,
Form:
Blank verse
H eck yeah, I be PROUD to one a dose!
I nbred? Lemme think (Who da HELL knows?)
C ountry to the core and reapin what I hoe
K ickin ass, takin names (Wantin sum mo?)
Categories:
takin, funny,
Form:
Acrostic
Is trust an emotion?
I pause jus for a moment hopin to
ponder
abt how ths elephant got to sitin
on ma
shoulder
im supposed to b a soldier bt ths
comotion in ma mind seems to
threaten my exposure
wonder how it became a secret,
that i
was jus flesh and bone
just a man
cast some darknes on ma paper so i
cn c ths world is bizzare the light is
blinding
me
the ones i claim my own cannot
bare the
site of me
and ths is all because of me, but
who is
me? Faults and mistakes
superimposd often
look the same
but mistakes only become wat they
r
once atempted
nuthing ventured nuthng gained
nuthin ventured nuthng lost so y
shld i apologize?
When attempts u expect of me give
birth
to my mistakes
i have failed, i have been victorious
what then defines the man i am?
The moments i overcame? Or the
mistakes that came and stayed to
remind me
to b wiser o die
bt death aint alway when u stop
breathn.
Sumitmes its just wen ur life loses
meanin wen u lose what at the
time seemd to b
ur reason 4 breathn..
In dat very moment, even 4 an
instance,
u r dead...
bt i go bek to the question
is trust an emotion.? Trust is takin
a leap, a giant 1, neva
pausin to blink.
Even wen u knw that the fal is wot
envitably cums next,.
trust is holdin ur breath til ur lungs
burn... Hopin.... N hop is all dat
saves us
we fal in slow motion creatin da
illusion
dat mayb....
n jus mayb we cn fly,.
Bt ofcourse we cnt,
cyclic story always ends wit a bg
thud, as da knight trades hs shining
armor for a
stockin mask he becums the thug...
And da princess takes a bow, her
interest
was al a pretence..
So no, trust is nt an emotion its a
choice...
Its a risk, calculated o nt dat we
willingly take..
We cnt live behind a glas window
lest da
world myt hurt us....
Coz pain is always beta than the
emptines of nuthn...
Ths our love myt hurt sum day.. Bt
its beautiful today
nw knwin al this.. A simple
question i
must enquire..
Do u trust me?
Categories:
takin, lovetrust,
Form:
You belong to me mate ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!
The ship was aghast at its new passenger ( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.
The bloke who took me screamed ( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.
And he said ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”
Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.
After mopping the deck
He grabbed my hand and screamed
“Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.
So the crew yelled ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”
Surprising to me
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.
He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”
I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said
“Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy
But don’t let it strike you
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”
Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.
We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.
And we yelled ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”
Categories:
takin, adventure, child, childhood, confusion,
Form:
Lyric