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 Nov 2015 DaRk IcE
brandon nagley
i.

I shalt play
The piano and lrye;
To put her to sleep.

ii.

I shalt strum
Her heart's desire;
Inside of her keep.

iii.

I shalt swoon her
In ecstasy marriage;
Lover's entwined
Magical carriage.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
A lyre is like a small harp...
I hear voices in my head like a call from the dead
I hear a shush in my blood like the rush of a stream
I see colours of darkness echoing my weakness
I see the wind pass by with a quire uniqueness
I feel the pulse of my heart as monsters start
To roam about the twilight zone where I lieth
On the fringes of human existence with courage of Goliath
The reeking smell of sweat as karma runs my way
And mine own as I attempt to evade her though she'll catch up someday
I smell it all like the sweet stench of sewage out a broken pipe
I see an awaiting fate that looks like my type
So I walk now like later isn't about to happen
I walk with strength of the whole though I'm broken
With my eyes everywhere cause destiny might take the shot
I walk like a giant monster in my dreams though I'm short
Like a courageous legendary warrior that I'm not
I walk down my boulevard, closer to the great beyond
I walk stiff smart and steady like I'm James bond
 Nov 2015 DaRk IcE
Babu kandula
we do lot for people

who are not deserved.

we know that,

but still we practice the same
Not known the answer though
hold my hand
in front of everyone
take care of me
like im the most fragile in the world
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