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Nico Julleza Mar 2018
The seraph sky on ebony night,
A white marble of placid light.
Casting to the living glass,
Haunting, the feeling's elapse.

A time of gardenia drapes,
Hanging the mourning wall.
Scent of ambrosia fogging,
The pavement covered in moss.

Portraits of Celts amidst,
Drifting upon moonlight mist.
Eyes delving, ears opt to hear,
Voices whisper of ancient fear.

An oracle muses the unguided,
As trees speaks the truth.
Humanity strives to be the art,
Yet only remembers by a few.
#MoonBright #Humanity #Haunting #WeAreOne #Nature #LoveInOne

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Nico Julleza Mar 2018
As long...
               as the rainbows reach
    the wayward’s hand
As long...
               as the dawning light
    touches the griefs of men

The burst of hope that trails along
     the shame suffering road
Forgiving the vexations, I sowed
     setting it free and far I go

As long...
              as the page is turning
     my stories tell to this day
As long...
              as the company of love
     can find the heart its way

Above the heavens, below the bend
      hope places to commend
Bringing back the joy to my soul
      together thee as long till the end
#Hope #Rainbows #AsLong #TillTheEnd #Friendship

Good to be back.. My first write for this year.. Hello poets. enjoy my write as it brings you hope and comfort.

Psalms 30:5

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Nico Julleza Dec 2017
Every year to me, now and then
Families and hollies filled with merriment
Only steps away of the outside snow
Sprawling emotions underneath the mistletoe

Glisten, the pavement covered in hue
Journey of a thousand crystals falling anew
The icicle dew at the gutter lines in row
Constellation tales upon the sky-light glow

Enchant pines adored by ornaments
Treasured memories flew like a firmament
Wreaths to every door, signs of triumph & joy
Bringing glad tidings from God's little boy

Trains in and out of the winter-night
Gifts and glory offered with endless blithe
Hymns from a choir trailing every post
Greetings to an old friend even to the unknown
#Christmas #Holidays #ChristOurLord #Joy # Glory

Merry Christmas Poets and Have A Glorious new Year. Hope I'm not late..
The inspiration just came to me, and this is to be my very first Holiday poem. Inspired with many traditions and observation all around during holidays.

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Nico Julleza Dec 2017
Sitting at the balcony, a sunset to her face
a scent of chamomile, an elated memory rephrases
frolicking aster's in autumn color graced
the imbue of old feelings, her craft of curtain lace

Spinning a rustic harmony, the rustle of leaves
dips a chocolate pudding, her smile swept by me
a dessert like sky, the billow swirls in place
our grandkids tag-along to the hounds that chase

An old love song, a diary of stories we made
halcyon, even her face freckles and her hair is gray
she gave me fields that kisses spring and fall
our magic remains forever, even our time is called
#Love #Relatioship #Song

It Took me many months to finish this poem, to get the inspiration. I'm Glad its finally done.. Enjoy my love story poets.

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Nico Julleza Dec 2017
In a lonely place succumbs.
To my childhood till this day.
Carves the age of longevity.
When colors were once remained.
Blue captured eyes like fame.
Streets pathed along the way—
Guiding to a melancholy lane.

In times of November breeze.
Boat by boat each one sail's,
The building's growing moss—
that cries the tears of rain.
Slipping like a sultry state,
Washing what can never stay.
Filling through but twas too late.

To the race walking in romans.
Sparkles every narrative palm.
Marigolds that lead their way,
The cold traded from warm.
Everybody's longing a friend.
Dark night was a weeping tomb,
In places were life meets the end.
#Blue #Nature #Emotions #Friend

Missing someone I never met

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Nico Julleza Dec 2017
Grasping her every arm,
In unowned mittens and scarf.
Tattered, the eyes red as Mars.
Though all she can do—
Is gaze to peoples jewel afar,
And wonder in optimum.
The best possible way to omit;
A lifelong scar of tantrum.

An infinite tribulation mimics.
Mediocrity sneaks to pry.
Uncanny euphoric figments,
Biding the year-end tide.
To lay undone ashes of shame.
She mourns a winterscry.
Putting off the endless dolor,
Till death ends that butterfly.
#Winterscry #Sorrow #Suffering #Alone #Broken

This poem was inspired to the novel Le Miserable the story of Fantine. How the society can be hopeless for you, mistreated, abandoned, broke.
But I pray this would only be a narrative of poetry to us and would never become one's Life story.
Have A Dream and Fulfill it. God bless you poets.

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Nico Julleza Nov 2017
Dark linings
Underneath her eyes
Blond swept my shoulders,
A dust of silver moon
And I'm eager to spy.
Laughs like circus clowns
Our kindest ways.
Letters on pockets show
Lips delivered
Words you ought to know.
Hands on holding
We left the plan to sleep.
Took it to highway bridge
And chased to a steep.
It didn't rain, it didn't snow
Eve is perfect,
The same city cars would go.
Post lights faded
Scents of clover-lime
River loops a symphony,
A midnight's crime.
Pretty lady
Your whispers never lie,
The beauty of legit art
Displays of stars up the sky.
The city sets to slumber
You and I would hide.
A placed we remember:
In misty rocks,
crafted trees overflow,
Together in wonder
Till both eyes are closed.
Two spirits embodied
Dance's a night-light show.
#Love #Nocturne #Endless #Forever #Inspired

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