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 Nov 2017 Nico Julleza
John
I ceased to believe I exist
On a plane so devoid of bliss
For with every forthright step
And each grasp of reality I get
I sink like a ship, just a blip
On your radar, I've been hit
Mayday, mayday for someday
Maybe I will find myself able to stay
But, for now, I'm shuffling, stumbling
Through thick trees and weathering the rumbling
From the grazed grounds beneath me
The Sun, before me, merely setting
And I find myself wishing, wondering
Where it is I am actually heading.
 Nov 2017 Nico Julleza
Graff1980
Time was the *******
that mastered
the living arts
and stole
her beating heart.
 Nov 2017 Nico Julleza
Graff1980
It is weird
but the words
will not let go
of my weary
worrisome heart.
 Nov 2017 Nico Julleza
Star BG
In upper regions of air beyond clouds
I drift, inside ethers of breath.

Breezes catch senses, feeling its gentle hug.
Sun expands vessel, within dormant mind.

Formula of breath opens heart,
as intake moves gently to outtake.

Liftoff fuels sensations successfully,
while worries crumble for
consciousness to soar.

A grand moment ensues, as body functions slow,
and full divine visions graces eyes.

Landscapes revile,
barrage of angels in grand formation.
Angels who carry unconditional love, I feed upon.

Moments dissipate, for gateway to open wide.
For self to align with energies of love.

Compassion and joy brews to beat of heart,
as OM chant plays while wisdom whispers.
Blessings circulate inside vortex to be infused in self
by winged beings.

Gratitude becomes undertow of thoughts,
as soul in human form
begins to return to 3D reality
while meditation concludes.

Concludes, with a full backpack of love received
to continue in my own constructs of life.


StarBG © 2017
 Nov 2017 Nico Julleza
John
Into wonderment
Pondering permanence
Whether to weather
The cycle of storms
Am I even getting better?

Decreased desire to detach
But still unfastening the hatch
Going somewhere stationary
While still wishing I was withering
Where will I be buried?

And when?
 Nov 2017 Nico Julleza
Arya
The creator of our flesh
director of light
wisdom you possess.
You bless us with your tenderness
and eternal love.
You are always been there
when needed a hug or laugh
or a shoulder to cry on.
You nourish our bones
and encourage our strengths
your voice forever on the receiving end.
Awe inspiring how you lead your life,
carrying the load whilst helping others get by.
Wondrous, compassionate, insightful and kind
a priceless treasure impossible to find
A formidable warrior like you
flowing with grace
with an angelic face.
Maintaining the homestead
the sanctuary of love,
a woman who'll infinitely be cherished in our hearts.
a grassy knoll
shots rang out
left a world in fear
with a world in doubt

we watched Camelot
suddenly pass away
on the harsh streets of Dallas
54 years ago today

as the 60's arrived
newly on the scene
hello nightmare
goodbye american dream

on that fateful day
it all fell apart
shot a hole in our souls
left a hole in our hearts

when on that grassy knoll
shots rang out
which left a world in fear
to a world in doubt
54 years ago today the world was forever changed
R.I.P.  J.F.K.
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