My name is Julius
And my life is fairly comfortable.
Sometimes I complain about life
But I always remind myself
'There is always someone with worse problems'
'So don't you let out of your mouth a moan'
There have been times I think I've been through the worst,
But then I hear worse.
That's why I recline to curse.
Just this biography appears like a poem,
And I'm open to learn more techniques from those who want to show them.
All types of writing are like different types of buildings,
Except the letters are the bricks, and the finished writings are those buildings.
Just as a Hotel is different from a Library
So is a ... more »
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Julius Victorio Poems
Many a year ago, there was one And that one grew to few And that few to many And that many became one
the thing most guys hate to hear from th...
I always saw something different about her Always saw that she was the one The one that I needed in my life And so I give a note to her
Word to World
I've been around the world, travelling the continents Overlooking it's wonders, and looking to be content Taking part in various customs, from Ramadan to Lent Looking over the deprived, and watching their incontinence
My Weaktion... or isit an Addictness?
Why am I soo susceptible to this stupid addictness? ! I thought I was gonna get rid of that habit I was weak-a-ted to! It seems it's just as easy to get back It's just like catching a cold or a flu
Listen to this illustration I'm telling all the nations And all the nations with my brothers My brothers and my sisters
God is in control
There are different kinds of gifts But all is done in the same spirit At the same time, there's different services done for the Lord And we all feel it
Reply to 'I'm sorry'
Someone read Another poets' tradgedy poems Love poems With a sad ending
Status 4: Tuesday,22nd September 2009,11...
for both of us...
do I really want to lose my life? Over another person? It's either me or both of us... down or up... for both of us...
Status 3: Sunday,6th September 2009,10.0...
right now, there's soo many decisions to choose again and goin' college feels soo much like I'm movin' in to a strange territory of strange women and men I kind of wish now that in the wilderness I would be sent
Status 2: Tuesday,25th August 2009,1.02p...
I've opened a new window, to some of the people calling out to the ones supporting the causes of the Bible not all those leaders who teach to let my soul guide my life because the soul of man only creates strife
Status 1: Wednesday,19th August 2009,2.1...
back again bretheren I'm calling out to my family
Mid-night Hour, I feel the power
I win and I lose I behold my selection and I choose thinking over my decision on a spiritual bottle of booze I'm already sober... but I don't know what to do...
Everything has a choice We have the choice to open a window, and to close it We have the choice to read up your books and we know it We're never forced, this doesn't really need to be discoursed
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Many a year ago, there was one
And that one grew to few
And that few to many
And that many became one
And from that one, came strength
But there was one who left
Betrayed by the people called one
The one people accumilated a pride
A pride that the one people could not fight or hide
And so the unity of the one people became numb
One by one, the end was to come
To those that all the people had once been one
And the one who vanished, who was first betrayed
Who was hated, murdered, then in his grave now he laid
Was the one that existed many a ...