Best Turn The Tables Poems
From the moment we met, he played a game
Started out telling me to guess his name
And when I asked, “Don?”
He responded, “Right on!”
This lucky guess led to more of the same
“What do you think I do for a living?”
I hesitated, had some misgivings
“Steer the space shuttle?”
Got no rebuttal
So on this roll, I felt I was winning
“Bet you a kiss you don’t know where I live”
My mind was draining faster than a sieve
“A beachfront villa?”
(The truth would kill ya)
So many guessing games I now relive
After dating three months, his wife found out
Burst into our love nest, called him a lout
Eight kids behind her
All hungry they were
Don Juan he was, but surely no space scout
If you meet a man and he asks you to guess
Take it from me and avoid this distress
He may be akin
To Rumpelstiltskin
The anger later is hard to suppress
Now I’ve learned to turn the tables on men
Asking them to “guess” again and again
My private life hid
Won’t remove the lid
And I’ve convinced some that MY name’s John Glenn
*Entry for Shadow's "Let's Have Some Fun" contest
They fear what they do not understand
but without understanding I fear no man
They subdue what they cannot naturally conquer
so I turn the tables put them in a locker
They doubt what they cannot control with aggression
I removed all the clips from their smith and wessons
They hate what they cannot possess or call liar
I confront them with truth and watch them perspire
They add height to the obstacles they cannot hurdle
but I leap right over and scrape not a knuckle
They attempt to build walls in front of us all
their bricks are unleveled and gravity calls
~This and That~
(Decastich)
Life is short and the length of our life is not of our control.
In our lifetime we often run and then we may fall.
Some blame this and that, and make all kind of excuses,
As we all turn the tables and sing sometimes the blues.
These are some of the things that some of us do and choose.
When we hear a sad report or some bad news,
Let's remove from our minds what we can not use,
And treat with care/appreciate what we don't want to lose,
Because great things in life you wish only to produce,
And the length and quality of life we shouldn't never misuse.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
January,06,2015
Here I am...just a tiny Krill
Alive and well, swimming still.
I wasn't eaten like my buddy Hank
Taken by a Beluga, before he went off to the tank.
My only safety has been in our school
One whale, however, can instantly reduce that pool.
I always shudder at the thought of being eaten alive
When all I want to do is swim and survive.
But we Krill are so special in the food chain you see
I don't know if I will see my hopes, or if they will die with me.
I'd like to turn the tables on those whales just once
See how they'd like it, if upon them I'd pounce.
Oh, to be able to eat just one of those creatures
To digest it then burp, as I enjoyed all its features.
They are the biggest things I have ever seen
And that's o'er all the earth, wherever I've been.
You wouldn't think that such a tiny creature like me
Would have to ever be ready to swim in a hurry.
But you know, when I really think about it I see
Just what the attraction is in a creature like me.
We are small and quick and abundantly abound
I suppose we are tasty, or they wouldn't be around.
We know that we are just simple little Krill
What we don't know is...when is the time for us to be killed.
A shelter from the storm,
of life's torment.
A place of safety,
with no lament.
When your life seems,
so unstable,
Let God's loving arms,
turn the tables.
When you're running on
slippery ground,
when you are lost,
he can be found.
He can be your sun,
strength and shield.
He's right there waiting,
in his word, he is revealed.
Yes, God is a refuge, a rock,and a tent,
A shelter to all who seek him,
and repent.
John Derek Hamilton October 23,2015
===== A little rhyme inspired by DaryIsue LockHart's rhymes =====
It is for the lost.. that I wanna find the way,
Out from this dark place, of pain and misery.
Back to ourselves.. how we were, when we were young,
Before evil played its hand, before the time we got stung.
I wanna be free.. but that'll have to wait!
I'm trapped by emotion, by feelings soo great.
And I'm not alone.. in this victims prison,
D.I.Y Labotomy, I'll make the first incision.
I don't want drugs, to ease my pain,
I found Nirvana.. but can't get back again!
Some say I'm insane! This train of thought I'm on,
Goes through a portal to another dimension.
But it's a dark, cold world.. where I know no fear,
My heart it stops, my mind sharpens.. becomes clear,
When I look into your eyes.. I can see your soul,
I can reach into your heart.. but I might lose control!
Sometimes I can see.. just a little too much,
And round-about that time, I start to lose touch,
See.. I know why you hurt, but I could hurt them too!
I'd make them scream, long, sweet, songs of sorry.. just for you.
However.. I know something, that they don't know,
I've had a little glimpse, of the place, that they go,
Where they like to turn the tables.. and play little games,
Where sticks and stones hurt, but so will the names!
Till then.. keep strong! Keep your mind awake,
You've walked through fire, I think you should take a break,
But you've seen the enemy, like me.. you wanna fight,
Thats why I walk alone, with no shadow, in the night.
We ask
How would it be like to cheat with your soulmate
My love,we have passed with flying colors defeating all odds yet we still stand now in sync more than ever Completing each others sentences is a coin tossed long time ago
We are far beyond that now
We are an academic article only to be found in the deep web
We are an epiphany of a Buddhist monk about to set his whole body on fire We complete each others thoughts
I ask
If we were to paraphrase the story
Were a fairy brings a tale in stead of making a living out of teeth Were you on the other side are dating another guy lets say his name is Sabelo and I am dating Karabo Can I pick you to be my partner in this sin
Imagine the fun we could have knowing exactly there's more to what reality is feeding us for breakfast There is more to what meets the heart
Can we do this ? Can we perfect this art of cheating?
Can we rename each other's contact numbers on our phones
Can we be jumpy whenever our partners seem to be penetrating deep within the transcriptions of reading between the lines Can our emails be the last line of defense in our communication
Would you dare do for completeness ?
Would you live a glow in the dark life and be in the command center of what peeks your interests in being happy? In fact ,allow me to be an ass
Tell me about your day
Tell me about him,whats missing in his touch that made you gallop in my front door and choose to ooze in my touch ... I will tell you why I am here also,speaking paradise ....,deceiving.. I ask
Is deceiving a justification of a true act of love?
I read somewhere that when you love two people at the same time
Go for the second
Because if you truly loved the first one,you wouldn't have fallen for the second one in the first place I would find you in another lifetime and recognize you in a different language Darling ,it just happens in these timeline its called cheating a century from now Can we turn the tables around?
Can you sneak in my flat?
Leave in the early hours and blame it on your friend
Can Sabelo be a fool for us?
Can he not see whats going on here
Can I pass you walking with him,can I greet you guys? Shake his hand and only look at you once ... Can our hug in front of him be innocent?
We ask
How would it be like cheating with your soulmate?
16.12.2015
Part 2
Call me a consciousness conspiracy theorist but wise,
I dig out many lies while being surprised,
So I rewire with the motivation of desire,
Cause I want the rest!!!
As I try my heart felt best,
I'm feeling this all as a test,
I digest and invest in systems with high probabilities,
Ya see,
These so called truths are hard to prove, they’re possibilities,
Do you read my words? nah ya tee me up like an unaware referee,
Technical just like subliminal messages waged and played through,
Dirty deeds, these weeds don't please me and cause me to leave,
But how do we leave and ignore all these tricks,
They stick like Hollywood flicks,
Dam are we all just part of the matrix,
I'll be here always deciphering all the programming real quick,
Those that are ramming all the information bits,
That are used with a strategic hit and destroy the spiritual unfit,
Using Reserve money from scumbags with fat tragic stacks,
Of physical magic cause were all trapped into it,
Feeding it with sick minds believing we need it,
Then we go and invest in it so you become it,
But I rather find wise words and dip them in Chrome,
So they reflect light shining bright off the top of the dome,
A word narrator warrior roaming on a journey to conquer,
The lures roots turning our experience to ignorance quicker,
Looking once, looking twice, taking inner advice, I slice and dice,
So concise as I turn the tables, unable to continue in a unstable fable,
Rising up, and on the attack, so turn the tables to our capabilities,
Quincy Mac always coming with steez with words like these,
Using feasible tweezers that can see.....so,
I remove the splinters mindfully,
Officially and always peacefully,
My my……….. As life fly’s by,
Don’t deny the mind,
Or the third eye.
Quincy Mac
date written: 16.12.2015
You think you know me,
but you don't
You feel you got a handle on me,
and can turn me ...
but you won't
Bet you thought I would be putty in your hands,
that I was an easily manipulated, malleable man
Aahhh ... but you found out differently, didn't you
Was alarmed when your charm
didn't do what you wanted it to
I took the emotional pain you inflicted,
and didn't cry
Befuddled, you don't understand,
and you wanna know why
It's very simple ... I'm not that kinda guy
I don't rollover when I'm pushed,
I bounce up quick
when I get knocked on my tush
I'm not that kinda guy
who lets you mess with his mind
And you don't wanna meet that kinda guy,
speeding up on you from behind
Battering ram time
If you collide with me,
you're gonna get wrecked
So keep your distance better yet
Should you survive the crash,
just best forget we ever met
Because I'm that kinda guy
who will turn the tables on you big time
I'm that kinda guy
who will put burn marks in your mind
Let you taste the ashes falling at your feet
So step out of the way,
if you can't pay
the failed seduction fine
I'm that kinda guy
who will supernova your darkened mind
Maybe a role reversal would be in order
And us guys could take it or leave it
Whatta mind-blowing experience that would be
The ladies simply couldn't conceive it
Exciting? You ain't just whistling Dixie
There's a stirring deep down in my loins
Sexual in nature maybe my jockeys are too tight
Sometimes I let out a few oinks
Sure would be great to see how that works out
To turn the tables on the ladies
I'd say, “I have a bad headache, maybe December
Right now I'm baking some pastries”
Can you just imagine the look on their faces
They'd start to grovel and whimper
“It's already August, not too long to wait
Before you know it, it'll be winter!”
See, my dear sweeties! How do you like it
To be at the other end of the dial
Can't tell you how much fun that would be
I'd never be able to wipe off the smile
Liberal Christians are in denial,
About how much they validate,
The fundamentalist church old,
Because the same story is told.
I know that the Queen, royalty,
Is a liberal, but that’s irrelevant,
Because history will offer people,
A legacy of the Christian steeple.
When fundamentalist’s err and sin,
They go to their Christian friends bin,
For a validation that’s assumed,
From society’s morals consumed.
Christians back in the seventies,
Were innocent even if felt guilty,
And they would even site the Queen,
To describe their reputation lean.
You can’t do that anymore, thankfully,
Because kids have iPhones, Samsungs,
So communication can made directly,
By the child who may just feel feckly.
I think the state should intervene,
And turn the tables on ancient history,
By dictating to the Anglican world,
Their faith healing rights burled.
It’s not difficult to see and realise,
That fundamentalism goes to far,
So if we set laws for Anglicans,
Then we’ll all be better citizens.
Throw off the old tired ways
Seek something new to try
Look to the brighter days
Let all your cares go bye
It's the hard thing that stays
Shifting can cause tumults
Often finding false praise
This world wants firm results
Take the other one's place
Before it's way too late
Peer in the face of race
First off, let's end the hate
Turn the tables on the rich
Quell fake profit sharing
Pull the poor from the ditch
Feed the hungry staring
Our earth's slowly dying
Take a tactic that's new
Plants out loud are crying
See what we all can do
As your path runs along
Honor differences
When benefits seem strong
Find fair consequences
No need for reasons why
Worn words all sound the same
What's weak hides in our sigh
Fearing change is insane
Rhyme 28 Lines 138 words 2025
Tell me where I'm supposed to be if not with you, Everyone leaves, that's nothing new.
I wonder if she does all the things i would've done for you.
Any and everything to make you smile, My only wish is you'd stayed for a while.
I'm a hopeless romantic, but these days all i feel is hopeless.
I took my heart out my chest and told you to hold this,
Thinking that you knew best.
I don't know why it is that you get to hold a place in my heart, but I never had a place in yours.
I'm tired of the lies you told me, they're just words, No action behind them that s**t for the birds.
But that's not why I hurt.
You played a part that wasn't yours,
You told me you were here, and that's the only place you weren't.
You told me thanks for the good days,
Picked up my heart and left like it was yours.
Empty, might as well be—
You had some way of bringing the best parts out of me.
Now I'm on this odyssey, tryna figure out what love could be.
Honestly, I'm clueless, really not the type to do this, Not because I'm scared of love, but because I love so easily.
But I can't let you see these things get to me,
'Cause I've cried some rivers, but they flow so peacefully.
Keep telling myself I'm okay cause I have to be.
Wish I could turn the tables, and you were the one chasing after me, But naturally, I'm still waiting on you like this has to be.
A Yorkshire terrier in Coral Gables
should be honored in Aesope’s Fables
When a brat stole her bone
she ate his snow cone
Moral: Your victim just might turn the tables!
With the world crumbling
Piece by piece it is unstable;
But the only thing that can stop this from happening,
Is if our brothers fight to turn the tables.
Every day a storm is developing
In our minds and on the outside;
We know why it's hard for the men to envelope,
Especially with the 50 percent chance to die.
Though we are strong alone
We are never weak together;
As an army no battle is ever postponed,
With the gods as the witness forever.
May we stand tall with those who came before
Never having the fear to die in battle;
Because death is always expected in war,
But with everyone on our side we make the bones rattle.