Julianna Marie Claire
Biography of Julianna Marie Claire
It was an age in which people lost an identity to find on. An age where previous fads reemerged, devoid of all its past originality in an attempt to possess its own unique trend. Entertainment ruled the masses to transport them to a world they wished to call their own, and beauty was weighed equivalent of all that is essentially desirable, to the point people were slaves to their bodies in an impossible pursuit of transfiguring themselves into an adaption of a modern day model. And such was a beauty of society, whose powder weighed more than all their mass and all actions were inspired to better their mere appearance than that of the world.
Motivation was forever omnipresent, but always in areas it need not be. Education and progress of society yielded to temporary release in material pleasures. Good sensibility faded to prejudices fueled by insecurities that dominated a time pleading for acceptance. Love seemed an excuse for a party and a good hearty year or two before it ended and was replaced wtih another, as simple as an alteration of fashion. Romance was foreign when society transformed it into cliche, and promiscuity was more indulged in than charity and progress. Life was lived one day at once, and entirely for oneself.
Julianna Marie Claire Poems
You Can'T Miss Something You Never Had
Once, long ago A very wise person told me That you can't miss something you never had. I had told you wrong,
Days of my life dreaming of you... Singing sweet songs from my heart, Hoping we are never torn apart In a dream I wish would come true.
The pressure of a boulder crushes bone- My ribs into my lungs. I am the drone That walks, aimlessly, into the flame Of my destruction. It is where I came
Promises Of Tomorrow
Seven years of waiting in a Prism of the Past As the River flows as swiftly as my Blood I know my life won't always last But the Rose of all life Slumbers still inside its bud.
There is no moon for me in my cage, Nothing to see in this world of rage. Just me and myself, my lonely, helpless self, Staring in the blank sky at my fake moon.
Ode To A Firefly
How lucky are you, my companion dear, To natigate through the night, Illuminating a world from your rear To cast it all in light?
Love & Life Go Hand-In-Hand
It is the faulty weakness of the heart To find love first before life may start. For are we not born the day we wed, Or do we start anew instead?
I Am The Rock That You Passed By
I Am the rock that you Passed by -In the Pursuit of a Bright gem. For it is the natural Inclination of mankind To Hurry after them.
Flowers blooming in the grass, Birds are chirping in the sky I wish this moment would always last, But life must go on- it must go by-
All Paper Has To Offer
My words on paper... My dreams, My tears on paper... My hopes and sadness accumulated over the years on paper.
A Song Of Myself
I celebrate myself and sing myself For this is a song I write- A story in books that sits on a shelf With memories to incite.
Darkness, Darkness, Where is the light? Please let me go; Let me take flight.
A bleeding heart beats, Slowing ending its tune, Whilst the tale completes Of a life ended too soon.
A Song Of Myself
I celebrate myself and sing myself
For this is a song I write-
A story in books that sits on a shelf
With memories to incite.
We all reside in pages
In this epic tale of life.
I write a verse or two,
For a few around to read.
I write of all I knew