Submissions by DancingAlone (Calum Oliver)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Not a poet, just a kid.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Mar 2015 11:24pm
9th Mar 2015 11:24pm
Obsessive
Five four three two.
Nobody know why you do what you do.
It is kinda a secret, but really not.
It is obvious if you really watch.
Count the numbers.
Count the steps.
Keep everything clean.
No time for rest.
Can not stop at nein, go one more.
1,2,3,4
Do not touch anyone.
Or anything.
Past all of the germs,
Nobody sees.
Do not shake hands.
Do not give hugs.
Do not really think I can.
Just think of the bugs.
5, six, 7, eight
Balanced pody and perfect weight.
7, eight, 9, ten.
It is not a choice but they do not...
Nobody know why you do what you do.
It is kinda a secret, but really not.
It is obvious if you really watch.
Count the numbers.
Count the steps.
Keep everything clean.
No time for rest.
Can not stop at nein, go one more.
1,2,3,4
Do not touch anyone.
Or anything.
Past all of the germs,
Nobody sees.
Do not shake hands.
Do not give hugs.
Do not really think I can.
Just think of the bugs.
5, six, 7, eight
Balanced pody and perfect weight.
7, eight, 9, ten.
It is not a choice but they do not...
#rhyming
#OCD
#myself
944 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Mar 2015 10:56pm
9th Mar 2015 10:56pm
Line, please.
I don't remember my own name.
Can't figure out the last time it changed.
I have forgotten who I am.
Cannot tell if I'm wearing my mask.
I don't know when I'm telling the truth.
I can't figure out who I'm lying to.
My life is an act.
My life is a play.
I am actor.
I'm on stage.
I have forgotten all my lines.
Tell them to me one more time.
I speak this script in a monotone.
These words I say are not my own.
I wear a mask with a pretty smile.
Haven't seen my face in quite a while.
My life is...
Can't figure out the last time it changed.
I have forgotten who I am.
Cannot tell if I'm wearing my mask.
I don't know when I'm telling the truth.
I can't figure out who I'm lying to.
My life is an act.
My life is a play.
I am actor.
I'm on stage.
I have forgotten all my lines.
Tell them to me one more time.
I speak this script in a monotone.
These words I say are not my own.
I wear a mask with a pretty smile.
Haven't seen my face in quite a while.
My life is...
628 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
8th Mar 2015 00:18am
8th Mar 2015 00:18am
Now I Lay Me
Now I lay me down to sleep,
Don't pray to God, no soul to keep
If I should wake before I die.
Just promise me I'll have my time.
Demons haunt me through the night.
And faulter in the morning light.
If I should live another day,
I know that I will have to pay.
I sold myself to the devils care.
I'm never going anywhere.
Don't pray to God, no soul to keep
If I should wake before I die.
Just promise me I'll have my time.
Demons haunt me through the night.
And faulter in the morning light.
If I should live another day,
I know that I will have to pay.
I sold myself to the devils care.
I'm never going anywhere.
965 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Mar 2015 11:14pm
7th Mar 2015 11:14pm
Drops of Venus
I can stare into her eyes.
All day. All night.
And I see Drops of Venus
With the fury of mars,
And the lust of Jupiter.
And I fall more in love every time
I gaze into the galaxies.
I wonder what she's thinking.
I can see the gears turn.
Beautiful and mysterious and
Thinking. Always thinking.
She is the light of the sun
Always thinking. Always working.
She is the moon.
Like little drops of Venus.
And the fury of mars.
And the lust of Jupiter.
She is amazing
She is the galaxy.
Stars...
All day. All night.
And I see Drops of Venus
With the fury of mars,
And the lust of Jupiter.
And I fall more in love every time
I gaze into the galaxies.
I wonder what she's thinking.
I can see the gears turn.
Beautiful and mysterious and
Thinking. Always thinking.
She is the light of the sun
Always thinking. Always working.
She is the moon.
Like little drops of Venus.
And the fury of mars.
And the lust of Jupiter.
She is amazing
She is the galaxy.
Stars...
763 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2015 3:35pm
7th Mar 2015 3:35pm
Timebomb
wrote this a few years ago.
There is no time like the present.
Time flies and it turns into the past.
Past always predicts the future.
The future is now, and it wont last.
I don't want to live like this any more.
Living in a memory, crawling on the floor.
Don't care what will happen tomorrow.
The Future is now and it won't last.
The time is now, the day is here.
The presents gone and the future's near.
I live in the future, don't you worry about my past.
There is no time like the present.
Its a gift and it wont last.
I don't...
There is no time like the present.
Time flies and it turns into the past.
Past always predicts the future.
The future is now, and it wont last.
I don't want to live like this any more.
Living in a memory, crawling on the floor.
Don't care what will happen tomorrow.
The Future is now and it won't last.
The time is now, the day is here.
The presents gone and the future's near.
I live in the future, don't you worry about my past.
There is no time like the present.
Its a gift and it wont last.
I don't...
679 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Mar 2015 4:27am
7th Mar 2015 4:27am
Agape
She made my heart race.
And my face turn to fire.
I never wanted anything sexual.
Just to hold her.
She was my always.
But people didn't understand.
They never can and never will.
Innuendo and rumor.
Ruined our lives.
But we were in love.
Such a pure, concentrated love.
That people were scared.
Because I could stare into her eyes.
And never blink.
she could stare into mine.
And we could communicate.
But people were jealous and afraid.
They took her away.
Away from me.
Away from us.
She was my everything.
My...
And my face turn to fire.
I never wanted anything sexual.
Just to hold her.
She was my always.
But people didn't understand.
They never can and never will.
Innuendo and rumor.
Ruined our lives.
But we were in love.
Such a pure, concentrated love.
That people were scared.
Because I could stare into her eyes.
And never blink.
she could stare into mine.
And we could communicate.
But people were jealous and afraid.
They took her away.
Away from me.
Away from us.
She was my everything.
My...
696 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2015 3:44am
7th Mar 2015 3:44am
On the Wrong Side of a Double Sided Mirror (Manipulation and deceit contest)
I thought it was daytime.
In truth it was night.
I was kept in the dark.
Afraid of the light.
I thought I was alive.
In fact, I was dead.
What I though was fake
Wasn't just in my head.
I watched the fire burn.
Never smelled smoke.
Didn't notice the knife
That was pointed at my throat.
Got punched in the gut,
Never saw a fist.
I deserve all I get,
I don't know what pain is.
I never saw through the glass
In front of my eyes.
Put my hand through a ghost
But thought it was alive.
I was alive ...
In truth it was night.
I was kept in the dark.
Afraid of the light.
I thought I was alive.
In fact, I was dead.
What I though was fake
Wasn't just in my head.
I watched the fire burn.
Never smelled smoke.
Didn't notice the knife
That was pointed at my throat.
Got punched in the gut,
Never saw a fist.
I deserve all I get,
I don't know what pain is.
I never saw through the glass
In front of my eyes.
Put my hand through a ghost
But thought it was alive.
I was alive ...
665 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2015 5:26pm
3rd Mar 2015 5:26pm
Alone in the crowd
I'm in a crowded room.
all alone.
nobody sees me.
nobody hears me.
nobody cares.
I won't cry.
I won't scream.
I wear a mask of strength.
I have no power.
no purpose.
I am hurt.
I am bleeding.
I did this to myself.
I need help.
I can't ask.
I can't beg.
I'm alone.
no one sees.
no one hears.
no one cares.
am I real?
do I exist?
am I mad?
is this all in my mind?
but the blood...
so warm,
yet ice cold.
so wet.
like my tears.
are they real.
I can't scream.
I can't cry....
all alone.
nobody sees me.
nobody hears me.
nobody cares.
I won't cry.
I won't scream.
I wear a mask of strength.
I have no power.
no purpose.
I am hurt.
I am bleeding.
I did this to myself.
I need help.
I can't ask.
I can't beg.
I'm alone.
no one sees.
no one hears.
no one cares.
am I real?
do I exist?
am I mad?
is this all in my mind?
but the blood...
so warm,
yet ice cold.
so wet.
like my tears.
are they real.
I can't scream.
I can't cry....
693 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2015 3:01pm
26th Feb 2015 3:01pm
Dont leave (from a poety battle, catagory: i killed my lover)
"Why do they hate us?" Because we were different, and that scared them.
And we were in love, and that scared them even more.
We had no boundaries, no lines, We had no rules.
I kept loving you, through the threats, I loved you so they killed you.
I killed you. Me, My Love. Its my fault. I Loved you too Much. Im sorry.
Your gone but your the only thing I think about.
You are the only thing in my heart .Im so sorry.
Im so sorry. Im so sorry. Come back. Come back. Don't leave me here alone.
This place, in my head, where I'm...
And we were in love, and that scared them even more.
We had no boundaries, no lines, We had no rules.
I kept loving you, through the threats, I loved you so they killed you.
I killed you. Me, My Love. Its my fault. I Loved you too Much. Im sorry.
Your gone but your the only thing I think about.
You are the only thing in my heart .Im so sorry.
Im so sorry. Im so sorry. Come back. Come back. Don't leave me here alone.
This place, in my head, where I'm...
680 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Feb 2015 2:28am
10th Feb 2015 2:28am
Write You A Poem
(My first love poem. Sorry if it sucks)
If I could write you a song
That would make you mine
I would never stop singing,
Cause I'm losing my mind.
You got under my skin,
And into my heart.
I try to forget you, but its
Way to hard.
And I, I've been in love before,
But not like this.
To be honest,
I'm not sure what this is.
But I like it, and I don't want to stop.
Baby, don't leave, girl
Your my only thought.
If I could write a poem,
That's would make you love me,
I would never stop writing, ...
If I could write you a song
That would make you mine
I would never stop singing,
Cause I'm losing my mind.
You got under my skin,
And into my heart.
I try to forget you, but its
Way to hard.
And I, I've been in love before,
But not like this.
To be honest,
I'm not sure what this is.
But I like it, and I don't want to stop.
Baby, don't leave, girl
Your my only thought.
If I could write a poem,
That's would make you love me,
I would never stop writing, ...
815 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2015 2:59am
9th Feb 2015 2:59am
Hahaha (From the dark love contest)
Your crazy laugh. Wicked smile.
Your lust drive me a mile high.
Intoxicated, incarcerated, inebriated.
I lust for you. I want you.
Laugh for me. Lust for me.
Tell me how you got your scars.
Everyone has seen you laugh.
Only I have seen you cry.
No more makeup, Darling.
I lust to see your face.
Mistah Funny,
Mistah Monster,
Mistah Master,
Mistah J.
Beat me, baby.
I'll beat you right back.
And I'll love it, and you'll love it.
Laugh for me.
Cry for me.
Come on, Mistah, play with me.
You perfect little creep....
Your lust drive me a mile high.
Intoxicated, incarcerated, inebriated.
I lust for you. I want you.
Laugh for me. Lust for me.
Tell me how you got your scars.
Everyone has seen you laugh.
Only I have seen you cry.
No more makeup, Darling.
I lust to see your face.
Mistah Funny,
Mistah Monster,
Mistah Master,
Mistah J.
Beat me, baby.
I'll beat you right back.
And I'll love it, and you'll love it.
Laugh for me.
Cry for me.
Come on, Mistah, play with me.
You perfect little creep....
631 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Feb 2015 3:56pm
8th Feb 2015 3:56pm
Battlefield (From the thin line competition)
Moments shattered by angry words.
Like glass by a powerful fist.
Relationships lost to love and lust.
The line between barely exists.
Can love be found in pain and fury?
Can lust be found without?
The line only appears in the heat of battle.
When both sides merge to one.
Its there in the screams of pain.
The line between love and lust.
When the battlefield is clear again, the line turns back to dust.
Like glass by a powerful fist.
Relationships lost to love and lust.
The line between barely exists.
Can love be found in pain and fury?
Can lust be found without?
The line only appears in the heat of battle.
When both sides merge to one.
Its there in the screams of pain.
The line between love and lust.
When the battlefield is clear again, the line turns back to dust.
623 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by DancingAlone (Calum Oliver)
