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 Oct 2017 Nico Julleza
Harmony
Im fragile,
My heart is to the sky.
I am open, alive, and exposed in the night.
The world is bright, the sun is out
But I am hurt so I will shout
A cry
Of distress
In a bright yellow dress.
I sing a song of defeat
With a crowd before me
Who applauds for the melody,
I need a remedy.

I dont remember what I came here for
My heart is deaf from the sound of
slamming
doors.
 Oct 2017 Nico Julleza
Jun Lit
Verbosity
kills
Intimacy.
Hugs
deliver
care.
Hearts
talk,
Kisses
­translate.
Experiments with short (10w) poetry. Personifications of thoughts and feelings and . . . so on.
 Sep 2017 Nico Julleza
Styles
Its not good enough for me
To just sit here to watch and see
You keep shakin it in front of me
Like its there to be takin by me
Got me losing my mind
And from what I can see
You got your eyes all over me
The DJ dimmed down the lights
It's about that time
One look at you
I can tell it's gonna be a long night
I gotta get you alone at home
I wont tell no body
But the way you moving
Your body wants my body
So close its sweating me
Break my heart and hope to die
That my finders fee
For playing with fire
It was meant to be
I like him but... I'm probably the last person that comes to mind,
He's so gorgeous and handsome and hella fine,
Maybe one day...we could be one, he could be mine,
He has such deep eyes, you can just swim in and drown in,
I really do wonder if he has a girlfriend,
Because if he does, I'm still gonna look,
I feel like he's a mystery, and he's not easy to read like a book,
I can tell what kind of guy he is by his walk, his swag, and how he looks,
 Sep 2017 Nico Julleza
The Lenora
the insensitivity of the keys glide through my soul and into my desires

what I cannot say, will not aspire

will it hide me from my freedom?

or set me beyond the blaze far away in an unknown place?
written 27 September 2017.

by The Lenora.

All rights reserved.
 Sep 2017 Nico Julleza
Blois
Suddenly, I turned 40.
I'm not saying that it neccesarly
took me all that time to get there.
It was quicker than that, a matter of days.
You know time, that miserable *******
likes a good LOL as much as the next guy.
And I'm not even 40 yet.
**** me, right!
Her soul is wilting
Wilting
A word she knows all to well
All of her plants have started wilting long ago
How can you keep something else alive
When you're barely living yourself
Her leaves
Are crumbling
Split ends like spilt branches
He says:
"Your hair
Is only as good
As the head its growing on
And and your head
Isn't doing so well itself
How can you expect anything beautiful to grow from so much darkness.
Trees
Don't grow in the dark."
She
Tries to get her thoughts out of the Dark
The midnight abyss she calls her mind
But she
Has never been good at climbing
Cliff faces
look down
and laugh at her attempt to ascend
She
Pretends like she can't see them staring
Arms growing weak and weary
Her roots
Feel as if they're about to break
But she never gets a break
Never gets to rest
She's stressed
who would have guessed
That Behind
her Big smile
Lies
Wilting leaves
Split branches
And broken roots
Ready to fall apart
No one seems to see
That the only thing
Keeping her together
And Grounded
Is the ground itself
And even that
Is only as stable
As the world its sitting on.
This is a possible piece for my schools poetry jam so constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!
 Sep 2017 Nico Julleza
Styles
Touch
 Sep 2017 Nico Julleza
Styles
Touched you in many ways
The feelings last for many days
Left you shaking like a page
The thoughts still amaze
Momeries come in waves
My stomach churns
as my body graves
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