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All the parents are coming back
In their blue tees and khakis, jeans.
Their plastic wheels carrying
Plastic boats carrying organic newborns
happy
In these afternoon lights, (in their eyes)
Fall on their face:
- Enough to nip
-  Enough to thaw
-   Enough to hold hands
And to empathise this gift of foamy chocolate
An observation poem
 Oct 2017 Nico Julleza
Robert Lee
The rush begins
I open my eyes
A glint of sunlight
The baby cries

Soon a man
How time flies
In big school now
With blazar and ties

The drum beats faster
Like the heart of a storm
No time to run
We all shall morn

If life is small
And death is large
Then why do we waste it
At the bugles charge
Most days i feel worthless
Some days i feel like life aint worth it
I cant help feeling like its time to quit
I cant help being labeled as a misfit.

Some nights i sit alone wondering what people think,
Only to feel bothered when it makes me shrink.
All the time feeling like a lost cause,
Because most i can see in me is all flaws.

I wonder what life would be if it werent such a tradgedy,
But i guess this is the thing we all call reality.
All people see in me is total abnormality,
All these things are making me lose my vitality.

I cant help but to feel sorry to be ungrateful,
but its hard when everything is so painful.
Cant you see these things are what make people hateful?
But all i can do is keep my smile faithful.

These days its so hard to keep my inner peace,
Because inside my mind lives a giant beast.
Please be careful for what you say,
Because today could be my last day.

All i want in this world is love and tranquility,
But making people want to be around me is not an ability.
My mind is slowly losing its mobility,
I cant help that i lack versatility.
Will anybody miss me?

Please help me save me from my own thoughts,
I dont want to end up between tied knots.
What people dont see is depression is a disease,
How i wish i could put my mind at ease.

I wish people can understand what it means to feel ill,
Mentally sick to decrease your living will,
To wish people loved you on a daily basis,
No more faking smiles on your faces.

All people want in this world is to be heard,
But these days everyone thinks your opinion is quite absurd,
To seek help is a cry for attention,
I just wish people understand the word comprehension.
So many people only care about themselves have i mentioned?

The only purpose of this is to bring back love for each other,
Everyone is metaphorically a sister and a brother,
Dont leave someones feelings left to smother.
Why this is all difficult i wonder.

To feel like every situation is a setup,
To talk to someone i need a mental build up,
I just dont understand the way people think,
I just cant keep the people i trust in sync.

Everybody has their ups and downs,
But i feel like mine always has the most frowns.
Until i cant take it no more and i start a meltdown,
I cant sit still when people are around.

I never knew what it meant to believe in me,
Nothing in this world is ever free,
even if wanting to be loved is not meant to be.
I always feel like i owe everyone an apology.

Every choice i make is the wrong one,
Im getting to the point where i say im done,
What my head deserves is a handgun.
We each must seek to walk our very own walk
Although most getting stuck inside its box
Through the door of hate well learned,
Another tear drop subsides;

For each table has been turned

The interpretation of a dream,
She was living on a wing and a prayer
Other matters of the heart may have caused dispare
Through shadows in her head;

A cause of panic feelings of dread,
The interpretation of a dream;
Out of mere madness sprung its inner silence
As in caged barbaric schemes...

Through a base of triumph shadows felt its gear toward silence,

The interpretation of a dream

Fought back its silence from within.
Tall crystal spires
are the upper reaches of your mind
And mystic fire
moves between the nodes of your body

An eloquently crafted being,
you are precisely the universe
You are sincerely burning
The perfect curse.

You irrefutable thing,
Don't let your spirit deflate
Let the truth of your beauty
Be a bellows to your body
And fall fully homeward
In love with your time.
 Oct 2017 Nico Julleza
Jenovah
Do you want to have it all with me?
Reflect a sunset in your eyes?
Breathe in salty sea air and watch the moon rise?
Overlook a valley from a mountain?
Warm yourself from a fireplace
In a cozy woodland cabin?
Laugh on rooftops under city lights?
See the world for all its sights?
Love me tenderly and dream it with me.
Away well go, where we are free.
Lately feels more and more like
I've stepped into a fantastic maze
There is a way out, always is
Only seems like I can't find it
Which way should I go now?
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