Short Nichole Poems

shimmer,go plastic
bombastic lover of choice
my voice quakes,we wait...

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Just A Girl, Nichole

 Surviving In A Mans World Alone

Me And My Pen...

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Needing my guidance
In everyday life
Child of mine 
Happy moments we embrace
Over our little mistakes
Lessons in life you learn
Every day growing older...

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I truly love the thought, as the dirt is bare. 
I watch as the new life Springs forthcoming.
To realize,  our mother.
She is alive. 
With all we ever need!...

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Happy birthday, Annia Nichole, 
They aim to gather together; 
God's people share a common goal 
Of glorifying the Father. 

Topic: Birthday of Annia Nichole Jimenea (March 26)...

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A paper lantern of a girl;
Dim halo hazy, stitched thin by needlework.
A precision seamstress of darker dreams--
Freedom is a luxury, not
A privilege.




"Lanterns"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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N-iceness
I-n
C-omplete
H-appiness
O-f
L-ife
E-ndorses

A-lmighty
L-ord's
I-mportant
G-uide
A-nd
T-imeless
O-rders

Topic: Birthday of Nichole F. Aligato (February 07) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Memories rest,
Flowerterrible, in beds of summer
Soils. Each petal a
Struggle of colour
Against grainy backbeats;
Come Autumn, the
Omnipotent spring goddess
Takes to crossing sidewalks.


"Flowerterrible"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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Persistent insistence,
   Dragging pride like a shadow.
All tongue and flesh and distance:
Persistent insistence
To previously unpracticed resistance-
   Oh, to be so shallow.
Persistent insistence,
   Dragging pride like a shadow.  


"Reputable"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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Touched by you, I am
Eclipsed:

Wanton, we gather superficially at the
Center of warm flesh,
Decoding one another's fractured forms.

I feel, for all purposes, in a 
Self-defeating sense, Desire
Of tidal proportions, an Oceanic
Onrush, only to be drowned in.


"Eclipse"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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My Love
It's gaping maw insatiable,
Crawls trembling toward lurid
Sunlight.

It is a bottom feeder;
An aphorism for suppressed passion.

That amorphous wretch:
Refusal to cease equating
Suffering and nonsense,
To love and the masquerade-

I shiver at the thought.



"My Love"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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Six AM is
NOT a 
         Solace:
The ( waking ) hours
Seem
        NO
Better.
Roll over and press then
Panic Switch
(In your
         too
            loose
                  pants and
Flyaway bangs
And nosebleeds)
      Wishing
A  death
Upon the sunRISE
"Because
I
Said".



"Good, Evil, Rage: Me"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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I

I came-
The world tasting
Like raspberry candy,
Our orb a snowglobe of which to
Shake up.

II

I saw
Lightening skies,
Dawn breaking over roofs-
I sighed, inhaling the beauty
Today.

III

I conquered
Worlds with my pen!
Filling pages with ink;
Filling minds with words that speak
Of tomorrow.




"Vini Vidi Vici"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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Nichole was proud to own a brand- new car
He showed it to his close friend at the bar
Michael was from country side
He had never travelled wide
All he does is going to the bazaar

"What is the name of your car", asked Michael
"Forgot its name, starts with ‘T'," said Nichole
"Oh my God, What a strange car! 
Never heard of it so far.
Your car starts with Tea, others, with petrol"!

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I wish they taught more about
Heartbreak in English class;
That I would see your face
In stormclouds, when
Bronze from the sunset scribbles
Our names in the sky.
It is happening every day.

I am no prize
In my Rossington-Collins band teeshirt
And deliberately torn jeans,
Sitting on the end of the street-
The place where horizon brush strokes
Abruptly end.



"Quiet"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith...

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Four walls that seem to never move and yet are still able to slowly  suffercate my being....
I sceam while spinning in circles and no one far or close looks up to the sound of HELP,
Silenced in my cage I begin attempt to sing......
I am real 
I do feel
My love please dont kill
The blackness that fills me on you will spill
This pain is real
Yet on two feet I stand still....
Nichole Wilson...

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Your still breathtaking and a prize for anyone who holds your heart,
Ill always look from a far waiting and hoping that one day I can play that part,
The only woman in the world I value more than air,
Theres no other woman that part of my heart can share,
Your something extrodinary that keeps my attention,
My words to you are spoke with conviction,
You'll always be my unreachable adddiction......
Nichole Wilson...

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