Carl R Nicolas : Writing

Tomorrow Never Actually Arrives, It is Today.

Tomorrow Never Actually Arrives, It is Today.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


The past is a memory, the future a dream; neither exists...The present is not found yesterday or tomorrow; it is the gift of now...it stands with you,..
The Only Destination.

The Only Destination.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


I am locked in...the world falls quiet...the horizon has narrowed down to just one person... it’s you I stay...every part of me that used to wa..
Don't Try to Buy Back Yesterday.

Don't Try to Buy Back Yesterday.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


They look at you, count the lines, and coldly name the number. It’s hard—aging spares no one, stealing youth and pulling back the mask of ..
They Don’t Need the Crowd at the End.

They Don’t Need the Crowd at the End.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


We must accept and respect the decision of many legendary figures, often perceived as superhuman or ageless... those who have achieved extraordinary s..
Make Room for what Will.

Make Room for what Will.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


No one dies from a love that isn’t meant for them... A mismatched connection is not a tragedy... Some loves fade, not in tragedy, but in tru..
The Sun has not Gone Anywhere.

The Sun has not Gone Anywhere.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


Even if you cannot feel it right now, a quiet force perches within you, indestructible... The sun has not gone anywhere...
No Longer Walking These Challenges Alone.

No Longer Walking These Challenges Alone.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


Lift me up Lord! from the weight I can’t carry alone... Guide my steps along the path You’ve already prepared, even when I cannot see ..
Being Seen By You.

Being Seen By You.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


I find myself wishing for something impossible... I want... I want you to give me your eyes... Give me your eyes, not to take, but to feel the way ..
Looking Back.

Looking Back.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


Twenty Years. A lifetime, standing still. Looking back, quiet regret whispers, "I could have..." You had the dream, the chance, the potential, but ..
Waking Up Alone is a Victory.

Waking Up Alone is a Victory.

A Poem by Carl R Nicolas


Waking up is not a routine; it is a resurrection. It is the first victory of the day, a triumph snatched from the silent hours by the hand of God... ..