A Walk Under City Lights

A Walk Under City Lights
Summer Strolling Sentiments
By: Julian Javier
Date: April 17, 2011 @ 9:40PM GMT +8
 

It’s another lonely summer night…
With the full moon shining so bright…
As I walk under every city light…
I dream of the day when we can walk together side by side…

 

Feeling the cobblestone right underneath our feet…
With cars honking in this busy street…
And cats crying in the distance as if they were singing to a rhythmic beat…
With our hands together and our hearts following the same rhythmic beat…

 

Resting for a moment sitting in a bench found in this city’s maze…
Gazing at the full moon while we hold each other in a sweet embrace…
Looking at each other intently with a passionate gaze…
Kissing while our hearts beat hastily as if it were in a race…

 

And then after our night together when it’s about time to go home…
I wish upon a star to hold time’s phone…
So I can spend more time with you alone…
And hear more of your voice’s lovely and gentle tone…

 

Then by your door before we part…
One final hug and kiss from the heart…
I love you and goodbye for now my darling sweetheart…
Seeing you again will be my tomorrow’s favorite part…

 

I dream of our love to be…
Hot and passionate, burning like the flames of scorching Fire…
With feelings gushing like a torrent of tidal Water…
With resolve that is firm as rich Earth…
With the bond between us that is strong as sturdy Metal…
With loyalty as smooth as the feel of oak Wood…

 

These are the thoughts in my mind tonight…
As I gaze at the full moon’s light…
As I walk slowly under every lamp post and city light…
In this lonely summer night…

 

"Sentiments under the City Lights..."

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Thanks to everyone from the Promising Poets Poetry Cafe for this honor!
Here was the entry to which I got nominated: Beyond Silent Wars.
I nominate Magdalena Herman!

Here is my Haiku under the award for accepting this award:

The Perfect Poet Award 4: Poets Rally Week 41


Cherry Blossom Bliss
A Haiku for the Perfect Poet Award
By: Julian Javier
Date: April 21, 2011 @ 12:43AM GMT +8


Carried by the wind..
cherry blossoms are perfect…
Soothing, Relaxing…

 

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A Writer’s Weapon

A Writer’s Weapon
An Outcry
By: Julian Javier
Date: February 27, 2011 @ 9:45PM GMT +8

My pen is more mightier than any knife, any blade, or any sword!
The words that come from it are sharper than any edge of any sharpened sword!

The pen is the weapon of my choice.
It shall be the medium of my unheard voice.

I shall make use of my weapon and continue to whet its edge.
Today, I make you this solemn pledge.

I shall take aim and strike at those people with words that do not match their deeds!
To those hypocrites who take advantage of the hopes of those in need!
To those people feeling important with unimportant words and mindless deeds!

In parchment or in paper.
At any given point in time, be it in January till December.
Be it using the keys of typewriters or of computers.
Even if I write in the dark in many of those ungodly hours.

My words shall be a weapon!
To spark the fire of the oppressed and wake their hearts to a liberating rebellion!
My words shall be louder than the growl of a mighty lion!
So loud that it’ll be far reaching, that it’ll reach the edge of this universe that is infinite and unending.

There shall be hardship and there shall be difficulty, with all that, I shall definitely agree.
As long as they have faith, hope, love, and stay with me through all the hardships and all the difficulties,
Let me say, that with my words I shall guide the weak and the oppressed to their sovereign victory.

With my pen, I shall bring forth justice and aid in defending those who are oppressed.
To give hope and light to those who are depressed.
To give strength to those who are weak.
To give boldness to those who are meek.
With a great feeling of love and continuous efforts to help those in need.

For I cannot just stand in silence and neglect.
While I watch those oppressors oppress those people whom I wish to protect.

My pen is more mightier than any knife, any blade, or any sword!
The words that come from it are sharper than any edge of any sharpened sword!


Pen of the Old Days

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