Expression Of the Soul

above the sky there is sky
end of the world feels mortal
like a magnificent star studded sky
O my soul pour let this surge
natural charm that is so amazing
O my soul leave the body
give a touch of an invisible wind
eyes not stop staring
never stop nasal breathing
universe welcomed
waiting like a king his throne
black to fade
a sparkling white
see ..
I looked at so vast ocean
see ..
I stared at the sky so vast
I saw his body shaking grass excited
water movement like the sound of my body
shield rocks my soul
Where else would I go
Worlds apart greet
and enjoy the handiwork of the Almighty

By.Julius Sitanggang

expression of the soul .. yes expression of the soul can vent all without having to have a limit. when the soul begins to feel something great and senseless then the soul will begin to express it in words.

 a natural phenomenon created by God who makes everything beautiful and make his creatures freely admire the beauty of Nature. create emotion in words is a melodious chant and no ideology except that of the owner of such words.

Behind My Silence

there are thousands of words you want to utter
when the heart wants to vent
hope you're listening
dark corner I saw your face
looks elegance unspeakable
if the moon could say
I would whisper words of love
and send it to you
I truly helpless
if I was in front of you
unspeakable limp and tongue, as if frozen
God give me strength just a minute to look at her
and said ..
I love you

by.Julius Sitanggang 

is unique if someone really loves a woman, but because the differences are so far away that he could only admire him from the "angle" that she did not know. love does not have to have,

so it is with this one man. express love, not necessarily with words but with action would make women always curious about these figures. feelings of love can be painful it could be happy,

Hearts were glued

just counting the days
I loose you to go
though indeed you only for a moment
but still I was not able to
where I'll find
substitute yourself when the liver has been glued
I have traveled a thousand ways
so you pobud with me
Will you come home
back with me
or you may
substitute myself back together
let the stars be mute witnesses
above loyalty to her heart's
and let him return
even with him, my substitute

By.Julius Sitanggang

above poem describes a person who had to give up the departure of one who is loved is hoping to get what it wanted all along.
many ways has this person done so that his loved ones are not going to leave him. But alas .. all must be in accordance with what is going on, replace the beloved figure is mustahi thing to do. and until then he'll continue to wait until a loved one back and get him back.

letter to heaven

when the eye should be confronted
to black and white
to laughter and tears
to hate and longing
so hard to see the reality
haven of peace
Heaven is full of joy
Heaven is full of warmth
where your justice
I sent a letter to heaven
I complained to my devote all thy
You may not cover the ears
You may not silent
writing it was the cry of human
The writing is the human pain
so dismiss the stretch of the word alive
letter to heaven
although unrequited.

By.Julius Sitanggang

how can I say that I want to meet God?
This seems ridiculous. but only these letters was that I could send for thy Lord. There are no secrets between us, I give you all the ins and outs of my life and my affliction, and I hope you take this letter and write back soon with your little act of miracle for the world.

seems silly but excited.

She And Old Guitar

silent night come
want to remove all desire without fatigue
I saw an old guitar in the corner of the wall standing
long untouched ..
I took and I play my favorite songs
memory recall images
not felt tears in my eyes
old guitar
brittle with age
but does not change the sound sonority
cup of coffee and a seat that has become a friend
add to the warmth of the night
running time
second by second singing tone
I play an old guitar continues
I hope all of chant
could hear
she and old guitar
a part of my life.

By.Julius Sitanggang 

old guitar discussing old memories with him that I've always loved, this memory I will never forget for life. how not? he was the person who first makes my heart feel the love and the person who first made ​​me feel hate. but I am quite alone and this guitar that bears witness to the life and love.

maybe this time she was happy there, and I can only sang this song for a most beautiful thing in the beginning of my love

Night ..

night heard when the sun drowned himself
give peace to the soul of imagination
moon began to give light
I picked up the guitar and started my play
solemn tones adore month
This evening is the first night
where he went out of the circle of my life
why not
let this guitar to be a witness
fireflies took part
swaying grass, too
when I sang a song in the night
the wind began to feel
and soul begin to brood
how beautiful nature is
night ..
oh ..
night ..
show your beauty
before moon drown herself.

By.Julius Sitanggang

I purposely made ​​this poem with inspiring evening and a glass of hot tea and also accompanied by a guitar. moon shining with light and I'm sitting on the front porch by playing songs of love romance, remember the past are filled with colorful. if the world could keep this as quiet as possible would be better for me personally.