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Veronica Nicolas Poem
Loneliness sways me slowly.
My heart starts to feel weary.
Am I getting tired to experience love?
Oh God! Grant me this so- called strength.
I thought you're the perfect man for me,
But it seems...you start to fail me.
You're imperfection ruins me.
Oh God! Grant me this so-called courage.
My love for you would never change,
Since.. we exchanged our solemn vows.
Now breaking some great promises,
Oh God! Grant me this so-called trust.
Why do I feel these crazy things right now?
Am I neglected? or not content with me somehow?
Waiting for your good response,
Oh God! Grant me this so- called patience.
Little by little, I'm about to lose you.
Uttering lips are shut into coldness.
Our happy days turn into quiet hours.
Oh God! Grant me this so called-passion.
Why you let me feel that I am nothing?
Am I not worthy to be your lady?
Or you've just realized that I'm not the one?
Oh God! Grant me this so- called faith.
Time flies and I need an answer.
Looking for that or letting you go?
But I couldn't bear this kind of emptiness,
Oh God! Grant us the unity of love.
Would I give up or stay at your side?
A silent cry is my reply.
I'm losing hope and yielding with sighs
Then one night you whispered, "You're the only one whom I love."
"I've got busy with my future plan."
"To renew our vows on our 20th, my love."
Then I yelled, "Oh God! Thank you for your undying love."
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2017
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Veronica Nicolas Poem
When I woke up one morning;
I knew there was something.
The feeling was too drowsy.
Every moment became lazy.
I chewed everything;
Grilled, sweets, pasta and all appetizing.
My mouth could say yummy,
Satisfied! affirmed my big tummy.
Months had been passed.
This 9th was a different one,
You enjoyed moving and rolling inside,
So achy and aired a big "Ouch! ".
My mother uttered a silent prayer,
Your dad kept on walking here and there,
I never stopped walking despite of pain,
This so called "labor" was a worthy task.
Continuous discomfort tremendously felt,
The doctor said it's your time to come out.
A little push....harder push...and the hugest push... took out.
At 12:59 am, Thank God I heard your first cry.
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2017
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Veronica Nicolas Poem
Life has different shades.
You paint your wall with ideal hues.
All you want to have are perfect strokes.
But that is not life... without flaws.
Sometimes you are so cruel.
Belittling others and treating them paupers;
Living like a king and pursuing to rule;
But still you fail to find your own pleasures.
Complaining is your breakfast.
For lunch are your countless sighs,
Exasperating looks are your snacks,
Insuperable pessimism completes your supper.
Life's struggles eat up your days.
Ignoring others as they whisper comforts;
Losing patience controls your vision;
Imperfection is your greatest question.
Realization is always in the end.
Forgiveness is what you really need.
Now hasting for good deeds to impart;
But He says, " Son, it's time to depart."
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2017
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Veronica Nicolas Poem
The sadness succumbs thy bleary face,
Thou ask Above thy lost vision.
Dusky brimmed with fright and nihility ,
That throng cursed thee as a latent rug.
The steps suddenly split in narrowness to darkness.
Thy world heard only shambles.
Be with hypocrisy and deception of others,
Thy forsaken sense misunderstood.
Howling heart cried and .....begged for compassion,
But nobody listened in thy whispers.
Questions of doubt poured ceaselessly.
Thou forgotten sense deserved no gleam of hope,
Envied others with two sinful eyes,
Thou claimed life with teeming affliction,
Hopeless condition........drowned situation.
Without sense of sight earned dignity.
Thy innocent heart proved thy fortune.
No glimpse of vices...no tormented response,
Thy whole senses agreed into one,
That thy soul concealed goodness of a human.
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2017
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Veronica Nicolas Poem
A week to remember
With whom I considered a stranger
We talked for a while
Finding same like and style
We learned same things together.
Exchanging thoughts and ideas
Unexpectedly bloomed in our ways
We became comfortable
Exciting moments were remarkable
Then admiration seemed to grow.
My eyes glued on you
Dreaming of a million thoughts with you
Aiming for more days with you
Even hoping a great future with you
But wait! This was the last day with you.
I was just a borrower
And you were a good lender
For a week that we would ponder
Though there was no forever
Friendship might be the answer.
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2017
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Veronica Nicolas Poem
One Rhythm
As I wake up one morning
I notice a bountiful living
Whoosh…Whoosh…the cold wind blows
And the misty sky drizzles with tiny dews
Then everything moves in one rhythm.
The trees are gracefully swaying
Those playful leaves start waving
The crickets are noisily squeaking
Even the birds on their nest join by chirping
Then everything moves in one rhythm.
The water’s excitedly plunging
With its big waves continue rushing
The sea creatures are happily bathing
All begin with a grand merrymaking
Then everything moves in one rhythm.
His creations are truly great
With one rhythm like music in a certain beat
That rhythm is a command and must do the solid treat
To use His delightful gifts with ample care
For us to have a better place
Then all move in one rhythm.
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2018
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OUR SPECIAL DAY
People were waiting
All seemed praying
The ceremony started
Everybody was excited
She stepped down the aisle
Thinking for a while
Holding a bouquet of flowers
From the top of towers
The man in the middle
Waiting for a little
He was so nervous
But his feeling was real joyous
They held each other’s hands
Facing God’s powerful hands
As they promised each other
To stay in love forever
Copyright © Veronica Nicolas | Year Posted 2018
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