Submissions by ConcreteMoon (Dillon Nickerson)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm Dillon, I write mostly sad or unhappy and love poems, I love to branch out into the weird though.
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2009 2:58am
3rd Nov 2009 2:58am
How it's realized
The air is a cats purr
I'm calm and lost in a maze
Offer the ultimate thing
Love songs on the side of the road
I smile and eye contact
I wanna say it but I.........
Beauty is the shroud of the person
24/7 is not something normal
Tender
It shouldn't be this difficult to tell you,to show you
but this means it's different
This is the beginning
One step into a lost land
Just flip me over like an hourglass
and let my time flow into you
Just flip me over like a heart
and let my love become you
Rest your head on me and i'll become...
I'm calm and lost in a maze
Offer the ultimate thing
Love songs on the side of the road
I smile and eye contact
I wanna say it but I.........
Beauty is the shroud of the person
24/7 is not something normal
Tender
It shouldn't be this difficult to tell you,to show you
but this means it's different
This is the beginning
One step into a lost land
Just flip me over like an hourglass
and let my time flow into you
Just flip me over like a heart
and let my love become you
Rest your head on me and i'll become...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Oct 2009 3:28am
29th Oct 2009 3:28am
Thin Line Between Blood And Fate
We're a card in a deck
Blue
Somtimes I wonder if we exist
Blonde
Sometimes I wonder if True is a lie
Perfectly Imperfect
Truth be told I find it hard
Lie be told I don't want you
Your swimming in my head
Obnoxious problems we solve once we create them
I find myself hard to act right
I make a plan and find it hard to move on
Just want to be around you
Can't think straight sometimes
What does it mean?
Blue
Blue
Somtimes I wonder if we exist
Blonde
Sometimes I wonder if True is a lie
Perfectly Imperfect
Truth be told I find it hard
Lie be told I don't want you
Your swimming in my head
Obnoxious problems we solve once we create them
I find myself hard to act right
I make a plan and find it hard to move on
Just want to be around you
Can't think straight sometimes
What does it mean?
Blue
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2009 8:56am
23rd Oct 2009 8:56am
The Luna
Crescent in my world
I prefer the moon to the sun
Promise
Fine breathing pattern as long as the moon shines
Harsh and cold
Beautiful and delicate
Makes me happy and smile
Infinite
Borderline insanity
Ranting into an obsession
Fuck the world it's not mine
Far out
Stars mocking me
Bi-polar
Sunshine
Fuck the path of enlightenment
I am the light
I'm the heart of night
Half moon
Missing half my heart...
Only rare its full...
I prefer the moon to the sun
Promise
Fine breathing pattern as long as the moon shines
Harsh and cold
Beautiful and delicate
Makes me happy and smile
Infinite
Borderline insanity
Ranting into an obsession
Fuck the world it's not mine
Far out
Stars mocking me
Bi-polar
Sunshine
Fuck the path of enlightenment
I am the light
I'm the heart of night
Half moon
Missing half my heart...
Only rare its full...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Sep 2009 7:48pm
30th Sep 2009 7:48pm
Look Where You Cannot See
how come there's nothing
in the infinite beginning of everything
How come there's nothing
in the infinite beginning of bliss?
When a sun ray hits the top of my face
and my eyes shut for a second
I envision a cataclysmic state
We will be happy on the day of reckoning
Microscopic bacteria in our everything
Disease is our new friend
Uplift me to the highest end's
Euphoric is a word for fools
Happiness is a word for idiots
Love is a word I want
Power is what the world wants
in the infinite beginning of everything
How come there's nothing
in the infinite beginning of bliss?
When a sun ray hits the top of my face
and my eyes shut for a second
I envision a cataclysmic state
We will be happy on the day of reckoning
Microscopic bacteria in our everything
Disease is our new friend
Uplift me to the highest end's
Euphoric is a word for fools
Happiness is a word for idiots
Love is a word I want
Power is what the world wants
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ANGER POEM
Published
29th Sep 2009 8:39pm
29th Sep 2009 8:39pm
Out Of Exits
Christ everything gets blurry when i open my eyes
baptized in the hell of life
where are you god?
i scream to let it all out
do you hear me now god?
sometimes i almost give up
then i see the face of a child.....
my eyes roll back and i see the hatred in my mind
look straight ahead and see the hatred of this world
I analyze peoples features, i know when they lie or are fake
anger runs down my face
lost in something i don't understand
fuck this
baptized in the hell of life
where are you god?
i scream to let it all out
do you hear me now god?
sometimes i almost give up
then i see the face of a child.....
my eyes roll back and i see the hatred in my mind
look straight ahead and see the hatred of this world
I analyze peoples features, i know when they lie or are fake
anger runs down my face
lost in something i don't understand
fuck this
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Sep 2009 3:21am
27th Sep 2009 3:21am
Minus the silence
Self anticipation
ideologies are my bedsheets
why do i search for pain when i get hurt?
the lost open door with no more creaks
a crack in the wall with infinite possibilities
my window sill is just my breach from a cell
past remnants from my present
if lies could tell the truth
give me answers while telling me nothing
i climb a shape in the middle of open space
blackness,i make it to the top
a life's goal but nothing is there
emptiness is something as secure as love
ideologies are my bedsheets
why do i search for pain when i get hurt?
the lost open door with no more creaks
a crack in the wall with infinite possibilities
my window sill is just my breach from a cell
past remnants from my present
if lies could tell the truth
give me answers while telling me nothing
i climb a shape in the middle of open space
blackness,i make it to the top
a life's goal but nothing is there
emptiness is something as secure as love
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Sep 2009 4:11am
14th Sep 2009 4:11am
Darkness
In a darkness called my life
World lost out of the light falling
The concrete is harder than the ground
Forward before being ripped into a dark shadow
My eyes red from the pain
Who knew our eyes were connected to our heart
Blood is my tears
Lonely self sacrifice
Two hearts cut into one
Two deaths one life
Where does walking take you when you can only crawl?
No one movement will bring me closer
I see her face crumble with my heart
My fault brings out the blood from my heart to my eyes
Lay there with it all pouring out
The wind like a...
World lost out of the light falling
The concrete is harder than the ground
Forward before being ripped into a dark shadow
My eyes red from the pain
Who knew our eyes were connected to our heart
Blood is my tears
Lonely self sacrifice
Two hearts cut into one
Two deaths one life
Where does walking take you when you can only crawl?
No one movement will bring me closer
I see her face crumble with my heart
My fault brings out the blood from my heart to my eyes
Lay there with it all pouring out
The wind like a...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2009 4:30am
11th Sep 2009 4:30am
Destruction Of A Color
wisp through useless minds and wasted times
breakfast traveled into a crossroad
here is the highest note on the tallest mountain
if a tear drop killed me then i attack the world
look up and you see the ground of someone else
when I open them I see others eyes
frequencies that make no sense that only I can understand
intro to the outro of the beginning of the end
hierarchy life,walled in a open space
echo into nothing as a sun rises from my reflection
same time a moon sets into my mind
a portrait of the road
painted with clouds as a brush and air...
breakfast traveled into a crossroad
here is the highest note on the tallest mountain
if a tear drop killed me then i attack the world
look up and you see the ground of someone else
when I open them I see others eyes
frequencies that make no sense that only I can understand
intro to the outro of the beginning of the end
hierarchy life,walled in a open space
echo into nothing as a sun rises from my reflection
same time a moon sets into my mind
a portrait of the road
painted with clouds as a brush and air...
808 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Sep 2009 8:44am
5th Sep 2009 8:44am
Lifeology
Conscience
The thought of another thing being harmed by you
Con is negative
Science is the knowledge of
Conscience is Negative Knowledge
Meaning we feel our conscience
When we are about to do something negative
First we study it
What are the outcomes of this thing?
We mostly feel the remorse after we do a negative action
Hurt another, we are only human
The feeling is consistent with a pain called
Regret
Past actions spark this painful emotion
Once it's open there's no way to close it
Unless amends are in order
The future should...
The thought of another thing being harmed by you
Con is negative
Science is the knowledge of
Conscience is Negative Knowledge
Meaning we feel our conscience
When we are about to do something negative
First we study it
What are the outcomes of this thing?
We mostly feel the remorse after we do a negative action
Hurt another, we are only human
The feeling is consistent with a pain called
Regret
Past actions spark this painful emotion
Once it's open there's no way to close it
Unless amends are in order
The future should...
1030 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
4th Sep 2009 9:33am
4th Sep 2009 9:33am
The Last Poet/The Beautifullest thing in the world
see trees of a wasteland as beautiful as a goddess
The river flows like acid through veins
A leaf flows down the river caught in a current of life
My art is my eyes
Day
Eyes like two suns inflamed and burned
Night
Eyes like two moons dark and grey
The concrete of a jungle layed to rest
I see imperfection everywhere in a world of perfection
An analyst of imperfection
Angels this low that never fly this high
Words perfect through it all
The leaves sway like god is riding the wind
The outline of birds in the distance my marker
The...
The river flows like acid through veins
A leaf flows down the river caught in a current of life
My art is my eyes
Day
Eyes like two suns inflamed and burned
Night
Eyes like two moons dark and grey
The concrete of a jungle layed to rest
I see imperfection everywhere in a world of perfection
An analyst of imperfection
Angels this low that never fly this high
Words perfect through it all
The leaves sway like god is riding the wind
The outline of birds in the distance my marker
The...
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2009 5:21am
3rd Sep 2009 5:21am
Conversations With The Mind-Future
If we are the future then who is the past
Why can't we be the past and someone else be the future
What if we fuck it up?
At this very second the future is the past
And at this very second the world just changed
So the future changed as well
The past is what was just once been
Moments in time space we are particles of waste
Memorize the future forget the past
Every second our expiry date closes in
A steel door with no lock or door handle
The young are the old now
Wisdom is in the hands of the rich
We hold out our hands to receive it, the poor...
Why can't we be the past and someone else be the future
What if we fuck it up?
At this very second the future is the past
And at this very second the world just changed
So the future changed as well
The past is what was just once been
Moments in time space we are particles of waste
Memorize the future forget the past
Every second our expiry date closes in
A steel door with no lock or door handle
The young are the old now
Wisdom is in the hands of the rich
We hold out our hands to receive it, the poor...
873 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2009 5:12am
3rd Sep 2009 5:12am
Believe
I am a life-force meant for death
The world around me swimming with 78 copies of me
But only I am me
No one exact copy the same
I am my own sense of hate
Stupidity lasts forever
Yet nothing will ever last forever
Not when you’re born to die
I am my corroded liver
Filtering out the bile of life
Where there is much there is many
It is exactly 9:05 pm in Guatemala right now
I am the leaky faucet you never fix
Drop by drop I create insanity
Anarchy in the peacefulness of no control
Where there’s a kill there’s a new day
Torture the...
The world around me swimming with 78 copies of me
But only I am me
No one exact copy the same
I am my own sense of hate
Stupidity lasts forever
Yet nothing will ever last forever
Not when you’re born to die
I am my corroded liver
Filtering out the bile of life
Where there is much there is many
It is exactly 9:05 pm in Guatemala right now
I am the leaky faucet you never fix
Drop by drop I create insanity
Anarchy in the peacefulness of no control
Where there’s a kill there’s a new day
Torture the...
857 reads
3 Comments
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