Biography of Christopher Taber
Just wanted to say thanks to all the ladies in my life who have given me inspiration to write, as much as i may hate you for it...
Christopher Taber Poems
A poem To me a ray of hope Where more likely than not None shall shine
Not Another Regret
Not Another Regret You will not be another I will not add you to all the others I’m not taking the shit for this one
The Last Of The Romantics
Romanticism is dying away, Those of us it was bred into are Being snuffed out of society The days of practicing propriety have come to an end
Lonely: Having a feeling of depression or sadness resulting from the consciousness of being alone; lonesome So says Mr. Webster, but then how does he know Was he this lonely, was he ever this low He may have defined death but did he ever think it
Regrets Two regrets One for her and one for you I wanted to know her, but I know you
You Loved Her Once
You loved her once, You can’t have her again You’ll never get back to that place to begin It’s gone now forever and never again
What’s 15 minutes? ? ? So what if I’m 15 late? You going to cancel our date? I’m sorry that I made you wait
Remember that night we both leaned in and our lips met in the middle, Remember that soft touch, At the time I never really thought much,
So much to read the beautiful tree's with green pretty leaves, the cool crisp air,
Dare I Say...
Dare I say I like her? I think this was how I used to feel But it’s been so long. Was this what it felt like?
To Be Turned Down
To be turned down Is understood To be turned down and told “You are the perfect guy for me”
Heres to all the relationships I never had Its thoughts like this that make me sad Here’s to all the people I never met
I used to be all smiles But that is miles Miles down the road Not sure where I lost them
Anger And My Gas Petal
The devil, the inventor of the petal The gas mind you, not the brake Thought himself quite clever For he had anger in mind when he designed it
Remember back when we were innocent
And we didn’t care that nothing made sense
We were content and happy with what we knew
It was great hanging out just me and you
Those times when you tackled me just for a kiss
Those are the moments that I really do miss
I want to know what ever happened to just making out?
And remember when we never used to scream and shout?
Those were the days