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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
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A God of everything
From my hopes to my dreams
and even more..

A miracle of the world
from its earthly to the heavenly
everyone adores..

A wonder to my eyes
from man whose blinded faith
he lets them see..

A voice of my song
symphonies of life lose its note
you conduct a new..

An ark of Le voyage
sailing tides of shore to shore
trod waters core..

A blimp up above  
gracing colors of glacial on air
everlasting he care..

A rock of revelation
standing every storm to storm
Avant is his norm..

A shepherd of lambs
from my heart whilst was lost
to him, I found..

A cross to my soul
were Calvary’s sins he bargains
a new life regained..
Tomorrow gonna be Sunday...
God Bless you Poets..
Bring the Lord to any place of your heart..

#God #Shepherd #Cross Wonder #Miracle

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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
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A little bit of summer
a little bit of breeze
in the days of warmer
love has so much-
to bring, come let us sing

A little bit of freesia
a little bit of lilac
never can resist a scent
-of Ms. Narine
Ogles, a morning scene

A little bit of sunshine
a little bit of eventide
caress upon the shores
-of such imagery,
passions of immortality

A little bit of cosmos
a little bit of crocus
in a glebe-like galaxy
stars white as daphne
from a garden of syzygy

A little bit of cerulean
a little bit of vermilion
shimmers the lucid lake
with trout's and doves
Golly! autumn is awake

A little bit of plowing
a little bit of sow
the hard workers of
-those pumpkins
reaps a stewful of zin

A little bit of snow
a little bit of flail
fly away as butterflies
hibernate as snails
Forging! a winters gale

A little bit of details
a little bit of trail
from dew drops of-
a frozen rose, icicles on
a drowsy bear’s nose

A little bit of sleeping
a little bit of wait
till the sun comes up  
gray clouds strew away
spring is here to stay

A little bit of sprout
a little bit of grow
And can it be, on thee
an Epiphany shows
the Lords glorious prose
#sing #flowers #seasons #nature #God #colors

Thank-you soo much for all the great poet who red, liked, and commented on this poem.

Don't you just sigh when Seasons Sing...?

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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
Touch as the fervent feeling seek to know the ambiguity of it,
Feel as the ****** of a sparrow wing crept upon my dreams,
Fathom as the grief of rocks shrieked on deserted mountains,

And the Sky was blue
Touched by a Crescent Moon
Unraveling the hidden truth
How life was promised to me and you

Awe as landscapes vanished from distant perplexing shores,
Sigh as Long ships sailed on white ashes coasting inherently,
Fright as the voluptuous sights, faking wonders in my night,

And the Sky was blue
mellifluously My Heart as to see
a magnificent feeling to be free
the beauty relentless, endlessly weave

Pray as the growing wind whisper, a phrase to forever keep,
Kneel as crowds offered Him, a gratitude of rejoicing praise,
Trust as dandelions glides, the strength of His binding faith,

And the Sky was blue
for God is forever faithful & true
to broken lives, he one's renew
Keeping his promise to come again soon

Awake as the daybreak reveal, memories of our love revisit,
Sing as angels on white veil’s, bring you to heaven's place,
Gone is the world I once knew, eyes closing as my soul flew,

Amen...
HAVE A BLESSED SUNDAY..
PSALMS 23
#God #Heaven #Sky #Nature #Creation #Peace #Rest

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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
Oh Honored,
and Everything shall be done
so still as the rising sun
an enmity of good and evil
a creole out place for all ages
and lo his nights are sacrosanct than days
yet thee remained Avant
than ever more so could change
thus, change forge to my heart
like rebels facing an empyrean, a tragic dream

As their ethereal mind queries;
Could Silence be heard?
Could Uproar be held?
Could Tranquility be forever still?
Could A Wayward be in place evermore?

A life so query,
a mind so wild as spirit so free
for youth is ****** to be astray
and still continues to find its way

Yet in its Maker thee will know...

what lies beyond the depths of shallow springs

what message can be read in papers of blank

and what eyes can see when the world is blind

Am I affront to pry?
when I query for once was mine....
#Query #Love #Self #Peace #Silence #Tranquility #Dreams

"A Poem For Once who was Lost, Forgotten, Untold. Now Returns To Take What Once was His. Unafraid, Brave, Bold, Unshackled.."

"One of my Inspiration is the Story about An Interview with the Vampire, a movie in the 90's. which a life of a man, who wanted to have joy and peace for himself. Ended up being in Hell for the rest of his days, to decades, till even centuries have passed of his life."

Re posted: Because I love This Poem So much

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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
Anxious
Dull, a boy is he
names he would not plea
eyes like baby blue-
lips a crimson hue
Feelings like me and you

Reclusive
Outsiders he'd not choose
In his mansions he bore
luring himself-
with enchanting lore's
drifting away, loosing woes

A Xenos
Traveling in his hallways
unknown, ominous
a wretched life he portrays
even in his heart, he'd say-
"Loneliness, such a Cliché"

Forsaken
Befriended, unseen
though he's not a devil
-for I believe
tortured, battered on thee
delude by his mistress' skim

He Left
portals out from misery
gone himself eagerly
then comes back, with such
-A Victory
for now, a statured man is he

Knights & Kings
upon bended knees
and everything he please
from a man to a boy
-in a dream
A Castle, now he redeems
YES TO "ANTI-BULLYING"
Support "ANTI-BULLYING"

#Boy #Castle #Man #Dream

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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
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Caribbean blue sail's a galaxy
rivers gushing, mumbling for an eternity
reflections of Love forms to thee

Suddenly silence adumbrate
aesthete, A lustful tint of Peruvian trees
petrichor whiffs of earth's virginity

A syzygy that I can't apprehend
but, can fully appreciate its denouement
rebirth of once I fell in love been

Listen to its sotto voce ruffling
preterlabent streams, resplendent hymns
humming grasses cues to sing

Upon the mountain tops hidden
rocks of geos sighting a treasure within
only to discover lore’s of forbidden

Cascading trees whispered a cold
a journey I never knew how to go as told
trap between floras along the road

Propinquity of my eyes closing thin
soul reserved for death, till breath hops in
trodden a land ****** for me to begin

A minstrel with hands like marbles
strung a fiddle of tessellated symphonies
open wonders the eyes never seen

A bouquet of amaranth revealed
the longing heart found someone of new
sighs my feelings and away I strew
#Love #Wonders #Colors # Nature

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Nico Julleza Jul 2017
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Danger ahead as I walked,
when people beside me talk the talk
and Oh so fragile my heart was shattered
when the one's I used to loved begins to unravel
As I write this letter,
remember this moment when I was in full grandeur
when friends were true, and life was new

Yet I can't say that wasn't anymore the same
but what all you did will never—ever change
bear me no mercy in looking on your face
when a child used to dream
and doesn't fear of anyone will say
I will stand strong, firm to the ground
when all who fiend in my name
Let the Lord be the judgment after death
and their you'll realized the figment of what you said

As I continue to open my eyes to see
and Imagine of what my life will be,
the road was built still constructed for me
And when God delivered me from grief,
I still envisioned of hope
that someday forgiveness is what I will say
and my heart will be once re­­­­­­­­­new in Jesus name

Amen..
#God #New #Love #Jesus #Life #Savior
God Bless You poets..
And to all who have broken hearts, may The Lord give you a perfect joy and an everlasting peace..

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