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brandon nagley Oct 2015
Tarry I shalt, for ye mine dame. Whither thy nature goest; To shalt I followeth by intuition. Onuppan the van Gogh atmosphere, shalt we be interlaced, I canst sense thy trail; A grail of a holy special place. We art not physically as one at the moment, but by mine death and beyond I shalt meeteth thee. Lord, I beseech ye to maketh a way for me and mine lass, to become as one, under the sun; in these time's of slow and fast. All do I giveth to be with her heavenly father; Mine blood, mine sight, mine hearing, mine life. Mine aorta befoldeth her red pulse; I am her lord, tis she is me. As tis I shalt waiteth to toucheth, kisseth,holdeth her whilst she sleepeth. Tarry I shalt; for ye mine Jane, mine soulmate, we art one. One in the same.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Tis
Others say they knoweth heaven
Well me to
It lies just beyond the flowery banks of Spain!!!
850 · Jun 2015
Born to eachother!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
We both
Died
To thy world
And was born to eachother..
848 · Jul 2015
Homily accolade to mi amour
brandon nagley Jul 2015
she's the homily accolade by which i liveth,
Idyllic radiance tis she doth giveth.
I am servile to her every needs and wants.
I Shalt tout her,
an implement daily her mine shakespearian vows. . . . . .
brandon nagley May 2015
MI AMOUR'
Spaniard quest
MI AMOUR'
Of ancientness,
MI AMOUR'
Of eastern sea,
MI AMOUR'
Canst thou feel me breathe?
MI AMOUR'
Of coffee trend,
MI AMOUR'
Thy moons thy friend,
MI AMOUR'
Calleth me crazed!
MI AMOUR'
Poetry slave,
MI AMOUR'
Of unknown earth's,
MI AMOUR'
I know thy lonesome curse,
MI AMOUR'
Of Cinderella wants
MI AMOUR'
I'll bandage thy cuts,
MI AMOUR'
We've known eachother so long, yet thou doth not know???
MI AMOURI,
Of mine, in a past life its eachother we chose!!!!!!
845 · Aug 2015
Mount Malindang's reyna
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i

Mount Malindang calleth me, it showeth me mine queen is there
She resteth up upon the greenery, picturesque perfect, I stare;
Inside the emulsion picture, her smile paint's the walls with red
Red for the love she engulf's me in, as roses align her sloped bed.

ii

Sketched on is her hairdo, beehive swathed, fairy tale written
Her wing's hath Baguette's, as tis the Baguette's art from heaven;
Comely she supplyeth, a king's every need's, as tis amour' we feed
Companied she warm's me, swarms me, ourn amare to all leak's.

iii

Concourse of the multitude, gathering beneathe ourn sloped hut
Ourn roof may be a little leaky, though ourn affection wilt fill up;
As tis we our a abode to ourselves, no straw mansion needed
A Convocation of cheribum watcher's, protect us in rainy season.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©,あある じぇえん
brandon nagley Sep 2015
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Oⓑⓛⓔⓒⓣⓐⓣⓘⓞⓝ
Pⓐⓝⓐⓒⓔⓐ
Oⓐⓢⓘⓢ
Eⓧⓣⓡⓐⓥⓐⓖⓐⓝⓣ
Tⓐⓑⓞⓞ
Rⓔⓟⓛⓔⓝⓘⓢⓗⓘⓝⓖ
Y­ⓘⓝ ⓐⓝⓓ ⓨⓐⓝⓖ.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Oblectation means satisfaction or pleasure for you who dont know the word in this poem..
Title is yin and yang...
Panacea for those who dont know that word means a cure-all.. Or healing elixer,, enjoy (::
843 · Jun 2015
Province zich
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Province acreage dies for one to tilleth its deserted range
Wherein cement meets the grain
It's love wants to be an emblem upon the world's and celestial's mapped blueprint........

Sick of nothing
Infirmed by zich
Swabbed by heartache
Taping its own stitch...    

Just another moorland
Who Gaveth all
Lost to
Hopeless romance merry....

Depletedness licketh...  


Deprived
Scanting
Panting its last sad hopeful breathe!!!!

Tis
All it hath left
As its been pruned
And left for rocks to corrode...

Sold its soul.....


One of old,
Superannuated doppelganger.....



An obsolete antediluvian
One not meant
For loam inanimate's.....



By me( Brandon nagley) - ( lonesome poets poetry)
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Oh Ireland,
Calleth me home to thy green speculate tops!!!

Oh native Cherokee,
Calleth me home to thy sublime spiritual crops!!!

Oh native Scotsman,
Showeth me where William Wallace once conquered!!!

Oh Greece,
Take me where the statues breathe, where the poet's stay intrigued, by the white duned Villa's!!!

Oh France,
Ablige me with thy romantic of stories

Oh Switzerland,
Overcome me with thy natural serene stream's!!!

Oh England,
Take me to thy castles, ones of king's and thy Queen's!!!

Showeth me mine old ancestry's past
Infect me with thy knowledge
Oldened of years last..

Thy blood
Tis
Mine blood
Thy appendage is mine own
Thy home thou hast made me
Thy cloud's gloat the bloom!!!

I'm coming back
Oh lands of mine
Where stories of old
Doth mix with wine
So divine
Oh beautiful terrace,
Wherein thy fable's are mantra's
None to compare us!!!

I'm coming in
By sailor's ship
On skyfall dim
A massive blimp

I'm coming back
Lineage of aisle's
Where golden dream's
Run many miles!!!!
A poem on me ancestry!!
Irish, scottish, native American (Cherokee) Greek, French, swiss, English!!! (): enjoy
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She's mine amare
I'll say it loud
Screaming bleeding
I'll rip out mine hair
Put mine soul on a plate
Blood in a glass
These eyes I shalt pull
And enlarge them on stakes!!!
I'll plunge into darkness
To find her queen ways
Kooky I am for her
An insanity ive become
I'll give her mine lips for plurals
I'll cut out mine tongue
To give her five minutes of happiness
Wherein we shalt be one
I'm wacky
Im lunatic
I'm batty
Im nutty
I'm chatty
When it comes
To showing off
Mine one and only
Amare!

For tis I loveth her so,
For others I dont care!!!
brandon nagley Aug 2015
As poet's we tend to get caught up in ourn own writing
As I canst lieth, I do as well;
Though we must not forget, whilst getting caught up
In reading ourn favorite poet's poetry on here
And writing ourn own,
We must NEVER forget
The unknown poet's here
The ones in the back of the room
The backbone to the poetic world and society
The quiet one's
Who seeketh none fame
Though they art famous
In a quiet way
As tis we must helpeth them
To spread their quiet wing's;
And flyeth on,
And helping another unknown
As the one's known
Helped us....



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

More than ever
This hour;
Now, mine God
Mine Christ, needeth me.

ii.

More than ever
This time;
I must overcometh Satan
And release the scripture's sign's.

iii.

More than ever
These last day's;
I must telleth other's
Of the world's end, and the hope to makest thou amazed.

iv.

More than ever
Better now, then never;
I shalt bloweth the shofar
Beneath hell, above the star's.

v.

More than ever
This is mine letter;
For thou to awakest
And findeth Christ's salvation, by which thou canst enter.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Prohetic poetry
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Inaccessible protuberance
Stroketh mine aortic valve;
Submerging in earthly liquid
Except made of dirt and ground.

Floating out of mine carcass now
Not looking on behind;
Keeping mine discernment forward
None more physical time.

Alm's I shalt leaveth all
As none here art meant for me;
I died a million years ago
Tis, I'm sick of falsehood belief's.

Planet EaRtH is made of them
As exemplum is now the "norm";
I wasn't born in some hospital
I was hatched by God's adorn.

From whence I've come
I'll returneth as one;
Wherein the cherub babie's sit
In the blink of the sun.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Dec 2015
As an ancient temple's
Flambeau;
Tis in the night
Tis in the night,
We shalt be entwined
Soul's divine,
Spirit's glow.



©Brandon Nagley
©Earl Jane Nagley( Filipino rose) dedicated
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Fane in the title is a temple or shrine.
Flambeau is a flame... Bright flame...
839 · Jun 2015
Link monogamy
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Hypnagogic amour
Reached high between cumulus pixie dust
No throw aways of letters
Cheribum
Seraphim
Musk!!!

Shuttle like emotions
Pouring as tangerine rain
I'll be here for mine amour
Tis amare shalt never change
No pains nor leaving
A wedding
Tis
I seek,

Without her I'd loose mine brains
These muscles would grow weak

Her smile giveth me oomph
Her laughter giveth brio
Herself I just want all
A nuptial agreement
True and real!!!
brandon nagley Jan 2016
ι.

Sнe ғell down ғroм ғroм тнe ғιrмaмenт
Oғ тнe cryѕтallιne ѕee тнroυgн вlυe;
Twaѕ an angel dreѕѕed ιn yellow
Lace, wιтн a ѕaccнarιne ғace,
Heaven waѕ нer naмe,
Sнe wenт вy тнe
Soвrιqυeт;
Jane oғ
Tagalog,
Scrιвιng on log'ѕ,
Leттιng oтнer'ѕ
Knoweтн oυrn
Aмoυr' waѕ
Trυe.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
Sobriquet means - nickname,
Scribing means writing,
brandon nagley Sep 2015
Modern day slavery, hath manacled man's hand's and feet. Chained, tied, blindfolded, leading to one's demise. It cometh by many form's; pride, envy, wrath, gluttony, lust, sloth, and greed. Thus a free willed decision, with Lucifer making rich men affluent; wealthy they've become, off bomb's, secret societal seed. Thieve's of tribal territorie's, madmen of brutal glory!!!
Mind control ruler's, martial law suiter's, polluter's of land gone to waste. O' prosperous creature, what hath thou done? Tooketh holy scripture's of God from public schooling's, passing out satanic fooling's; becoming puppet's for Beelzebub? Suicide's, sky high, as parent's, thou hath left thine son's. At the bar? Bellie's enlarged: isn't that smoke and drink enough? Got the good stuff? High on bag's of dust? Wife at home? Cheating stealthy mode, and thou wondereth why it's thee who shalt succumb!!!! The terra firma hath turned wretched, stenched by the elite's Gucci cover, whilst the world killeth one another, on war's to maketh money off of the deaf, dumb, and blind; awakest, now's the time ....................Global collapse, it's just around the corner mine friend's.......



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Jul 2016
( hebrew translation) English version below this....

טארן שלנו לנבול להיות מודגש, פגם אף , ולא לטמא.
ידו של אלוהים ' החזיקה את המברשת; O ' זירת מהפנט.
כשאנחנו ועשינו להבחין במרחק אחד אחרת עם הגיבורה בהתגלמותה שלנו,
לנבול צנוע אנו להיות, הפשט הרחק גאווה ארצית.
שוב אני אגיד לך, שנאה שאף יכול להיכנס כאן,
נצטרך לעמוד באוויר פירת גביש ; נולד מחדש בנצח,
הצנצנת של האסט של עדן מאוחסן הדמעה של שלנו.
זן מלכת השער הצרה,אני אעמוד ליד השערים,
בלבוש המלאכי לנבול מחכה לך;
אני אהיה זוהר , שלא אאחר .

( English version )

Ourn tarn shalt be blazoned, none blemish, nor defiling.
God's hand' held the brush; O' the scene mesmerizing.
when we shalt descry one another with our eyne,
humble wilt we be, stripped away from earthly pride.
Once again I'll tell thee, none hate can enter here,
we'll stand aloft the crystal firth; reborn in eternity,
Heaven's jar's hast stored our tear's.
Enter in the narrow gate queen,
I'll stand beside the gates,
Angelic garb wilt await thee;
I will be glowing, do not be late.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Prophetic poetry
Ourn- means our.
Tarn- a small mountain lake.
Blazoned- heraldic) painted or inscribed ( mean as painted for this).
Blemish- means something with spot on it, spoiled.
Defiling - desecrate or profane (something sacred)., Also means spot or spoil.
Descry- catch sight of.
Eyne - means eye archaic form.
Thee+ you.
Aloft- above .
Firth-mouth of a river..and this river I speak of is one thousands have seen in death when seeing heaven and coming back their account matching exactly this as they say they see the river like crystal that they say actual has healing when you go into it and feel so good going into it matching this gospel verse 100 percent.
Revelation 22:1-5 king James bible.
The River of Life
1Then the angel showed me a river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb, 2down the middle of the main street of the city. On either side of the river stood a tree of life, producing twelve kinds of fruit and yielding a fresh crop for each month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.
3No longer will there be any curse. The throne of God and of the Lamb will be within the city, and His servants will worship Him. 4They will see His face, and His name will be on their foreheads. 5There will be no more night in the city, and they will have no need for the light of a lamp or of the sun. For the Lord God will shine on them, and they will reign forever and ever.
Garb- clothing or dress especially of special kind.
brandon nagley Sep 2015
O' man
What wouldst thou chooseth;
If in front of thee?

A dollar bill
With Ben Franklin's face;
Or thy family, and loved ones, whom it's thee they need.

O man'
What is it that satisfieth thee;
Thy material's, of muck, and greed?

O' man
O' man;
Tommorrow doth not alway's cometh.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She's from the moon,
                                     Im from the third superior heaven above,
As I showed her the Star's!!!
                                                  I showed her godly love!!!
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

Planet doom
Is on it's final breath;
Though, I shalt be safe
In mine reyna's nest.

ii.

A nest made from
Blood and pulsing;
Whilst her carbuncle
Connecteth with me, entrancing.

iii.

She hast saved me
From me;
She delivereth me
From devlish seed's.

iv.

As she giveth me mine need's
Any king couldst desire;
She's mine Filipino rose
The light to mine soul, mine fire.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/ Filipino rose dedication
A carbuncle is- a bright red gem, in particular a garnet cut en cabochon.
831 · May 2015
ginger tea, warm indeed
brandon nagley May 2015
Today,
          As I sip from this green coffee grail,
The ginger warm's me,
As it reduces mine pains of ulcerative wantings,
Needings
Yearnings!!!
brandon nagley Nov 2015
Yearning her
Needing her
Wanting her
Loving her;

Adoring her
Kissing her
Holding her
Feeling her;

Making her
Mine wife;
With one ring
Romantic poetic life.

Diving down
Into her core;
Inside mine reyna
Mine true amour'.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated-Filipino rose
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Affluent men seeketh out
Van Gogh hanging's;
Whilst studying
Da Vinci painting's.

ii.

Prosperous blokes
Solicit Monet's;
Whilst they dream of the beauty
Of Michelangelo's marvelous way's.

iii.

Old and young chap's
Exhibit sixteen-hundred's Rembrandt;
The well-to-do, art on the move,
For the newest material, for the Hall's of their muse.

iv.

As whilst they payeth
For mundane stroked charm's;
I'm smiling,laughing at them,
For mine heaven is already in mine arm's.

v.

She's not bought by paper
Nor traded with Jewel's;
She's a queen, not just a thing,
Not made for the rich, nor fool's.

vi.

Verily, mine Jane
Mine muse;
Verily, the art
Of celestial cruise.





©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication-Filipino rose
830 · Jul 2015
Beddy bye waterfall eyes
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Waterfall eyes
A good comfort before
Mine beddy bye time....
brandon nagley Oct 2015
i.

I saidst "I do" beloved Jane
Before thou was born;
I watched thee at creation
Next to the Creator I was allured.

ii.

He asked me if I liked
The soulmate he hadst picked;
He saidst is an autochthonous alright?
He saidst thou were queen, a piece of heaven, the angelic mix.

iii.

God questioned me, is dusk hair fine with thee?
What about her diamond chocolate eye's, and her body from the sea; is tan sand skin OK? And is her frame just as thou wilt like? Wilt thou desire to liveth with her the rest of day's, eternal life?

iv.

At that moment I fell upon mine knee's, because everything was alright as I've seen, inside and out I loved all, tis I was more than pleased: the lord hadst given me the third heaven's cherub, the other half to the missing piece, thou art happiness, thou art peace.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
An autochthonous means -
(of an inhabitant of a place) indigenous rather than descended from migrants or colonists.
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

O' how I oweth
God so much;
O' how blessed
I am so much.
O' how much
God's given me;
O' mine lord,
Mine God, king.
O' how I oweth God
So much;
For Jane mine
Queen;
Mine sweet,
Thou hast
Given me.

ii.

O' Yahweh
To thee I
Bow; O'
Almighty Jehovah
To thee, thy crown.
O' Elohim
Father of
Christ;
I thanketh thee,
For mine queen
And wife;
O' dear God
Mine maker;
So much to do,
More for thee,
And thy son
To; O' how I
oweth:
God so much.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©earl Jane nagley-filipino rose dedication
brandon nagley Jul 2015
i

As the wartorn baby lied down on the middle eastern battlefield,
The tanks rolled in, the bombs struck heavy, as poured out sin,
It seemed for the young girl no living was as this was to be dreamt, her night-mares becameth real, her spirit of her hath left

ii

The sunshine was eclipsed, as the sarin and mustard gas blimped
The grenade's made servant's, out of the gentle and innocent,
And hatred was spread between the lies, of the media outlet's channel, terrorist rolled their eyes, as burn's smoked the flannels

iii

These brute's woreth green in verdant camouflage grass anger
Were friends before their war, now rebirthed as killing strangers
Yet there was one soldier who put down her exploding bomb's
An saidst "I want war none more" , as was a girl of holy god

iv

She screamed to her lung's, (" canst thou all seeith this is of the devil? I am not one to **** mine brother! I am a messenger of the celestial levels") as the death bringer's heard this, their eye's began to run, they've forgotten of their lovers, and their own love



v

As this girl who was a terrorist, not by her own hand was given
Remembered she was forced, by the men of evil torture and livings, Though she abandoned the war, the evil man hath put upon her, her soul overcameth, with God in the those wartorn flames, for that girl remembered at that moment, she being gods daughter.....




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
A story about a girl like alot of girls in middle East forced to be a terrorist and murderer due to the agenda of the middle eastern terrorists... Alot of people don't realize in middle East. Alot of girls are kidnapped ***** and forced into being the girl who must go in front of forces who are hunting down terrorists to be slaughtered for terrorists and quote ( martyrs for God) when actually terrorists are using these young women for their own evil purposes to create their own caliphate ( Islamic new world order and *******.... Just truth. Thank you... We must pray for men and women forced into terrorist originations like Isis and al-qaeda.... Thanks for reading... And btw I have no hatred for Muslim people. I'm very close with alot of good Muslims and !me and me family have Muslim friends though we are Christian... Just terrorists are using young Islamic boys and girls for a caliphate and their own order and its sickening to see these evil men use such wonderful Islamic people.. As people think just Christians are being killed and tortured!!! Wrong! Muslims as well and middle Eastern souls..... No good ..Satan's weapon against many.   Sadly!!!! As people need to see both sides... So many Americans think alot of terrorists turn terrorist's due to their own wanting to be a terrorist! No, alot are forced into it like this girl in me story, alot of these women are *****, slaved as young girls and made to strap a bomb and dynamite to their chests to go do God a service... As bible speaks of terrorists in last days in I believe Isaiah old testament, it sais ( when you see them coming by the sword claming to do God a service, than know the end is near.....) Well look what's going on Isis and terrorists are killing imprisoning and hurting Christians around the whole world and beheading them by sword and knife!!!! for their beliefs in Christ, and alot of Muslim innocents who are turning to Christ are having same happen to them due to their turning their belief over to Christ, and the terrorists can't stand it. Just truth!!! There are good and bad people I'm all religions! Though was predicted long ago... As Christ taught..saying this ( they will hate you for mine own names sake) how true
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Whilst in mine death
I want mine queen
To smother mine lip's
With her's;
And taketh
Mine last breathe.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©あある じぇえん
brandon nagley Dec 2015
í.

օ' օʍղíԹɾҽՏҽղԵ ցօժ
հօա ҍӀҽՏՏҽժ í ɑʍ ƒɾօʍ Եհҽҽ:
հօա ҍӀҽՏՏҽժ í ɑʍ,
աíԵհ զմҽҽղ յɑղҽ'Տ հɑղժ'Տ
íղ ʍɑɾíԵɑӀ օԹԹօɾԵմղíԵվ.

íí.

օ' íղѵíղϲíҍӀҽ ʍɑƘҽɾ
í'ӀӀ ҍɾҽɑԵհҽԵհ ҽѵҽɾվ ӀɑՏԵ ҍɾҽɑԵհ
աíԵհ ɾҽվղɑ յɑղҽ íղ ʍíղҽ ɾҽՏԹҽϲԵՏ:
ɑ ϲɾօաղ մԹօղ հҽɾ հҽɑժ í ՏհɑӀԵ ժҽϲƘ
ɑ ɾíղց Եօ աҽժ íղ աҽժժҽժ ժɾҽՏՏ,
ԵɾɑղՏƒօɾʍíղց, ʍɑƘíղց օղҽ
մղíԵҽժ ʍօօղ'Տ
ҍҽղҽɑԵհ Եհҽ Տմղ.
աօղժҽɾ ɑաҽ
ϲհօՏҽղ օղҽՏ
ԵɑցɑӀօց-
ϲհíӀժ ԹӀɑվ ƒմղ.
ѵօաՏ օƒ հɑɾԹՏ
ɑղժ ՏԵɾíƘíղց ҍҽӀӀՏ.
Եհҽ օϲҽɑղՏ Տաɑվ
ահíӀՏԵ հҽɑѵҽղ Եօ ժաҽӀӀ.
ƒɾҽҽ ɑՏ ՏօմӀՏ
ԵօԹԹӀíղց հҽӀӀ.
օϲҽɑղ ԵմɾԵӀҽ'Տ
աíԵհ ҍɾíցհԵ ցɾҽҽղ ՏհҽӀӀ'Տ.



,
©ҍɾɑղժօղ ղɑցӀҽվ
©ҽɑɾӀ. յɑղҽ. ղɑցӀҽվ. ժҽժíϲɑԵҽժ. (ƒíӀíԹíղօ. ɾօՏҽ)
©ӀօղҽՏօʍҽ ԹօҽԵՏ. ԹօҽԵɾվ
If you can't read poem it reads

i.

O' omnipresent God
How blessed I am from thee;
How blessed I am,
With queen Jane's hand's
On marital opportunity.

ii.

O' invincible maker
I'll breatheth every last breath
With Reyna Jane in mine respects;
A crown upon her head I shalt deck
A ring to wed in wedded dress,
Transforming, making one
United moon's
Beneath the sun.
Wonder awe
Chosen one's
Tagalog-
Child play fun.
Vow's of harps
And striking Bell's.
The ocean's sway
Whilst heaven to dwell.
Free as soul's
Toppling hell.
Ocean turtles
With bright green shell's.
brandon nagley Jun 2015
People tend to lock themselves away when one's prophecies are outspoken,
Yet the one who's outspoken,
Is not of this world,
                                  And thats the reason why people cower and lock them selves away!!!

Because the outspoken prophecies bring their darkest fears to light!!!
825 · Jun 2015
Spanish beauty
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Spanish bluebells
Lantana flowers
Valencia rose
Scilla hispanica's

All soaking the sun

Yea
Their all from Spain...

The maker of mine dame
Creator of mine chosen one!!!
823 · Aug 2015
Faraway accent thick
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i

Her accent thick, matching mine own
A faraway sip, of a Ruby chalice unknown;
Her hips finely stiched, amour put into her bones
Wine poureth off her tongue, a universal home.

ii

Captious by her wild's, a fig of the branch
One to calmeth me down, one whom shalt entrance;
A capotasto, to holdeth all beautiful sound in place
Angelicy pastry, goddess of the human race.

iii

She shalt cleave to me in her strife, conjunction to me
We'll forget the thing's not needed, easily thus we'll breathe;
And whilst traveling the cavern's, of the mountains and sea's
We shalt becometh one flesh, one reality, and one knit dream.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
Just wonderful poem not for noone though Maby one day (::::
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Tropica, botanica of poetry's heaven,
Tropica, santonica that groweth so free;
Let thy pen jot down and stroke the cloud's
Carelessly....

Tropica, a basilica awaiteth thine thought's
I knoweth thou art down, lonesome and depressed
But so many careth for thy heart's pain and loss........

Tropica, friend of mine, sun that Shine's
Let the day for thee be anewed, paint the world blue
As thy tear's turneth from cloud's to rainbow's bright and loud;

Tropica, hepatica growing wildly and untamed, knoweth ourn creator is near, do not fear, nor dread, thine head's lingo is as beautification on display.

Tropica, let thy poetic melodica sing it's angelic sound, wherein when thou doth feeleth down, knoweth thou shalt always hath a friend in me, as god wilt guideth thee, in the fire and freeze.......

Tropica, art thou now smiling (:::::::::::::


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Tropica cheer up dedication/friendship dedication
A dear poet on here is down and depressed and needs someone to listen to her as I want to but am putting aside me own depression to help her out try to cheer her up with this poem lol hope you like it miss tropica...
Here are words some might not understand in here
Botanica- is like a shop that sells flowers or spiritual things...
Santonica- is a flower head or flowers period I learned (;:
hepatica is something that looks like a daisy white and purple ones...
Melodica- is like a keyboard like harmonics thing lol musical instrument !!! Enjoy
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Conflation groweth between ourn sinews
We shalt row upon the island's with canoe's;
The eyelet's aloft us shalt sprinkle celestial powder
We're long away from civilization, dusk hour's.

Fondu pupil's, art the culture to that moment
Her hug's, like gods cloak, encases me with a bonus;
Snug Creation's forgetting the cares around them
The only thing's we thinkest of, art the love's blend.

Justice run's through ourn courtship
As the scales art finely balanced;
None ogre's to looketh over ourn shoulder's
Ourn closeness, keepeth them silenced.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication
820 · Nov 2015
Unbound as a Lotus
brandon nagley Nov 2015
O' to thee this heart belongeth, to thee I layeth down all; exposed, unclothed, in spiritual configuration I'm raw. O' tis with thee I standeth tall, in sainthood hall's, erstwhile ripped and mauled; now reincarnated by thine enchanting call. I'm glorified, in thy eye's I taketh a dive; and splash. Inside thine dusky vision's I've found riches, wealth, a stash. A hideaway, wherein I'm faraway on cumuli of better day's, wherein ourn bodies sway, until were old and gray, and we reawake into eternal life. Husband and wife, to where all is right, and we art protected in the almighty author's finger's. A poetess Reyna as thee, and me as thine poet, and singer. Amour' bringer's, jotting dimple's as minstrel's atop holy church steeple's. Welcomed in by conglomerate people's; as we hold eachother's hand's, locking finger's to starlit showers. Tis we hold the key's to intimate and infinite hour's. We passeth the time by rhyme's of divine flower's that canst shimmer on a dime's notice. Unbound as a lotus; opening up ourn feather's.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose ) dedication
erstwhile means aforetime also means - before or in the past.
Cumuli means many clouds...
Wherein means - in which...
A minstrel is-
a medieval singer or musician, especially one who sang or recited lyric or heroic poetry to a musical accompaniment for the nobility.
( except we aren't singing for no nobility. Me and her love is nobility. We don't need to sing for nobility lol..
conglomerate means- distinct mixture of things ..... All distinct and different from another yet all together at same time other words..
brandon nagley Jul 2015
i

Animater I'm anhungered
Anigh to thy brunette canvas
Thou art a calliope to mine ****'s
A second pulse of mine calotype Atlantis.

ii

In Corinth, wherein mine greecian ancestor's do cometh
A cambric carriage with thy grisette dress
Me to be the poetic ******
Thou to be mine Spaniard address.

iii

We'll gad like frat-house student's
Learning lessons, not by ruling stick's
Footing the hills, of forane real
We both shalt be an epilogue, romanticism's epilogist's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa-angelica dedication
Calotype means - old process of making a picture
Anigh means- near old terms
Calliope means- Greek for mine muse.....
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

I shalt venerate her
In all of mine hour's;
Given I was a gift
A rose budded tower.

ii.

She is aloft
The stellar scope;
Prosperous I am
With her as mine hope.

iii.

To live without her
I canst not;
Alleluia I recite
In her quintessence, her spirit I'm locked.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Guess into the tunnel
I shalt dissapear
Tis much better
Then being here....



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Dissapearing
brandon nagley Oct 2015
i.

O' mine filipino beloved.
How mine heart aches, and these bones shaketh without thine essense of interweb hug's;
Mine tear's, there hath been plenty.Without the sound of thy voice, mine ears hast been itchy.

ii.

When I layeth down to slumber mine dear.
Just knoweth i cut and print out thy picture's- plastered them to mine wall, to feeleth thou were near;
For if it takes a whilst to seeith thee again mine pet,
Please knoweth again we shalt be one abode, an amour' we shant forget.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication ~filipino rose~
814 · Oct 2015
Ourn unique Creme Brulee
brandon nagley Oct 2015
i.

A king and queen
Of faraway;
Tis ourn story
Ourn unique Creme Brulee.

ii.

We shalt not repose
Inside ourn grave's;
We'll be exposed
In united sage.

iii.

No sadness here
Or fist's of rage;
Man shalt not enter
Past ourn lover's gate.

iv.

This is ourn stay
A manner estate;
With her tawny skin
Upon mine body's plate.

v.

We shalt be early
As there's no time;
No time for late
This is ourn party, life and love, everlasting place.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry ( Hari-reyna incorporated)
©Earl Jane nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

Stardust
Spilleth from her mouth;
Ancient musk
Perfume's her house.

ii.

bewitched I am
By her casting wand;
Exploded universal
One holy bomb.

iii.

The atmosphere boweth
To her entrance;
Aligned in alabaster
Milky way invention.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/ Filipino rose dedicated
812 · Sep 2015
Poet soul, poet spirit
brandon nagley Sep 2015
A poet uses their
Soul for word's;
And their spirit
As their pen.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Spanish puckers
Peck mine European cheeks
Maketh me melt
Pull me down between thy belt
Maketh me lick
Until thy secretion overleaks
Until thy bones go weak
Until thy moan speaks
In amour' language
Let me ride to thine advantage
As thou shalt maketh me keep going
Until we both beg in mercy
Handcuffs
A blind fold tease
Please let me seeith
Thy eyes
Roll
To heavens perfection!!
As thou shalt burst

Once, twice, a third
And over again!!
#ea
brandon nagley Jul 2015
We shalt maketh amare
On the craters of the moon....
And ourn babies
Shalt be the nebula's
As the stars to be their cradles.....
Mi amour' labeled..



©By Brandon cory nagley-
Lonesome poets poetry
810 · Apr 2017
She broke mine chains
brandon nagley Apr 2017
i.

Debased, feeling unworthy, I was a shackled, debackled
Seeking, looking, yearning, in all the wrong place's;
Seeing a billion face's, none I couldst connecteth to
I sought a spirit, an unknown so true, one to maketh me alive.

ii.

Betwixt the contour of blood and gore, that this place hath spilt
Lava poured downward, no smelling perfume's, devil endorsed;
I bit mine lip's from the pinch of the blaze, demon's eye's glazed
None water, none rain, as tis this dungeon was a devlish porch.

iii.

In shock, mine pupil's rolled to the back of mine bone
I felteth left behind, none amour', none more safety abode;
BLASTTTTTTTTTTT, cameth a flicker, a Cosmos shaking
The earth quaking, beneath mine toe's, mine being felt so whole.

iv.

I cleped out this stardust cloaked Reyna's name, O' Reyna,
Whence thou cometh, thee is it, I've known from past living's;
I grabbed tightly, to her Filipino strand garb, as I felt the falling rain stain's cometh down her cheek's, Hi Brandon, I'm Mrs nagley.

v.

Kilig hadst grabbed mine inside's, as for with her I took a ride
We spaceshipped to the milky way, I met archangel's of divine;
Here was none time, just ion's of delighting peace, west and east
I bowed mine cranium, as I kneweth she was mine wife, O' life.

O' angelic saving wife.........
©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley/Filipino rose/ saved mine life dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
#daily   #im   #happiness   #lovers   #forever   #saved   #hari   #reyna   #earl-jane-nagley   #she-saves-me
brandon nagley Apr 2017
i.

Lassie of broken dreams, wailing, hurt,
God is waiting for thee; for his arm's art
Open to thy lost smiles, for he awaits
Thee dear child of hopeless days
And despair.

ii.

Dost not thou knowest my friend, for how
Much God dost careth for thee, for in thy
Cuts he didst share.

iii.

He took thy doubts and worries on
That cross, two thousand years ago,
For thee his blood was lost.

iv.

For thou owest nothing, he's payed the
Price, for thee hopeless one, he gave
His life.

Verily, verily I speak of Jesus Christ.

v.

He saidst come unto me all ye who labor and he shalt give thee rest, O' he wants to
Bring thee peace, not the cutting holes
Inside thy chest.

vi.

He's been right there with thee, though thou
Dost not know, thou canst not hide thy tears, for thy tears to God doth show. He ascended after ressurecting, to the heaven's he didst go; being seen by over five hundred, with other's and two angels.

vii.

He offered his life, so thou shalt surely live,
Heaven he offers as paradise dear sad one of this worlds abyss. Christ is smiling upon thee now child of many fears, his arms art open to thee friend, thou art more than worthy to us poets and so thou knowest God is near.

viii.

So if thou seekest peace, for that peace in Christ alone shalt be found; he loves thee O' dear jotter, for his love for thee shan't forsake thee, his arms art open to thee
As around thy shoulders the holes in
His wrists wilt be wrapped around.
This is a poem dedication to a fellow poetess darkhope she's going through alot right now and has no hope we'll darkhope for one you should change your name because your a light to all poets here and you feel you are a noone and worthless well may I honestly say your worth alot to god and to everyone here so truth I leave you with words below to a Messiah who loves you and his arms are waiting open for you to come to him..
Notes below isn't just for my fellow poetess but all who have no hope and don't know if heaven is your home after your soul leaves your body, you can know for sure and have peace with the true Messiah and loving savior while Alive to...

You may ask the question, "How can anyone really know 100% sure that they are going to heaven when they die?" The answer is found in the Scriptures. Here we will not look at what man has to say, but what God says in the Bible. Remember, if what man or religion teaches is contrary to God’s Word - God’s Word is always right over man’s word.

YOU CAN KNOW FOR SURE:
I Jn 5:12-13...
“He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life. These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God.”

According to God’s Word one can know that he or she has eternal life. In order to have this settled one must realize Salvation is only through Christ.
SALVATION IS ONLY THROUGH JESUS CHRIST ALONE:

Acts 4:12...
“Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.”
John 14:6...
“Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.”

Many have been taught salvation is either through church membership, baptism, good works, or taking the sacrament. Most religions teach living a good life is required for one’s salvation.


YOU CAN NOT WORK YOUR WAY TO HEAVEN:

Eph 2:8-9...
“For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.”...
Titus 3:5...
“Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to his mercy he saved us, by the washing of regeneration, and renewing of the Holy Ghost;”
Gal 2:16...
“Knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law, but by the faith of Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Jesus Christ, that we might be justified by the faith of Christ, and not by the works of the law: for by the works of the law shall no flesh be justified.”
Gal 3:10-11...
“For as many as are of the works of the law are under the curse: for it is written, Cursed is every one that continueth not in all things which are written in the book of the law to do them. But that no man is justified by the law in the sight of God, it is evident: for, The just shall live by faith.”
Gal 3:24...
“Wherefore the law was our schoolmaster to bring us unto Christ, that we might be justified by faith.”
Rom 3:20...
" Therefore by the deeds of the law there shall no flesh be justified in his sight: for by the law is the knowledge of sin".Understand, one can be sincere about their beliefs yet wrong. If you were sick and someone gave you poison to take instead of a medicine remedy; it doesn’t matter how sincere you are about taking what you believe to be medicine - if it is poison, you are in trouble.
Prov 14:12...
“There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.”

God’s Word makes it plain that the gift of salvation is only through Jesus and is by grace, not by doing good things.



According to the Scriptures, to once and for all settle in your heart that you are going to heaven...

THERE ARE A FEW THINGS THAT YOU MUST UNDERSTAND:


1. Why We Need a Saviour? WE ARE ALL SINNERS.

Rom 3:23...
"For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God;"
Rom 5:12...
"Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:"
Rom 3:19...
"Now we know that what things soever the law saith, it saith to them who are under the law: that every mouth may be stopped, and all the world may become guilty before God."
James 2:10...
"For whosoever shall keep the whole law, and yet offend in one point, he is guilty of all."

Unless you admit you are a sinner; you will never see the real need for the Saviour. If we could get to heaven by our good works, why did Christ have to suffer such agony on the Cross?


2. If we die without Christ as our Saviour there is a penalty of eternal punishment in Hell.

Rev 21:8...
"But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death."
Rev 20:14-15...
"And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire."


3. Christ paid the penalty for our sin. We MUST receive Him as our personal Lord and Saviour.

Isa 53:6...
"All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all."
Gal 3:13...
"Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us: for it is written, Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree:"
Rom 5:8...
"But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us."
John 3:16...
"For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.


4. Receive Christ as your Saviour.


In conclusion:
If you have already admitted you are a sinner and according to the Bible deserve to go to hell and if you believe with your heart that Christ died for your sins and arose from the grave the third day...
YOU MUST PERSONALLY BY FAITH RECEIVE CHRIST AS YOUR SAVIOUR!


Rom 10:9-109...
"That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation."

Right now after reading these Scriptures if you would simply bow your head and call upon the name of the Lord He will save you and give you eternal life. Remember, it is not just believing. Satan believes in God but that certainly doesn’t mean that he is going to heaven.

Rom 10:13...
"For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."
John 1:12...
"But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name:"

Your Salvation is your own personal choice now. You can either RECEIVE CHRIST or REJECT HIM. It is up to you. Salvation is determined by what you do with Christ.

If read what's up top wanna make Lord Jesus your Messiah and be saved in him and have eternal security. Peace. Through God please say sinner's prayer below . Get yourself a Bible kjv preferably if not that a nkjv... Because many denominations are changing scriptural words and adding also taking words out. Please say prayer below mean it believe it trust Christ now. Your times running out... That's truth.
Please note: The Salvation Prayer (sometimes referred to as the    Sinner’s Prayer) below, is not an “official prayer” but rather a sample prayer to follow when asking Jesus into your heart. You can pray to God in your own words if you choose.
Regarding the location of the Sinner’s Prayer in the Bible? Well, there isn’t one mentioned; it is only implied. The basis of the Sinner’s Prayer comes from Romans 10:9-10. “That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.”
Close eyes now bow head
We pray to god the father in his son Jesus' name.

(SALVATION PRAYER)

Dear God, I come to you Right now and admit I'm a lost sinner who deserves to go to hell if I died today/tonight. I believe your son Jesus died and rose again the 3rd day as scripture says. I believe your son Jesus is the only way to eternal life and salvation. I want to accept Jesus your son right now into my heart and life. I am turning from my sinfulness right now. And am making Jesus my Lord and Savior. So I ask Jesus be my lord and Savior today, as I turn from these sins I've lived in. Thank you for saving me, as I will live my life for you.

( End prayer in Jesus name)
In Jesus  name I pray, amen...

Also follow Christs teaching ( especially loving one another , and forgive always) .to overcome sins let his holy spirit in you work in you, as we all sin and must stay in constant repentance as if do sin, lord is willing to forgive you though you must repent meaning turn to Christ away from sin. Also study Bible daily soak in gods words. Tell others who Jesus is spread his gospel wether by showing Christs love or prophesying whatever gods gift is he gave you. Use it. We're all given a different talents as gospel sais. Also get baptised if can if can find good church or good pastor to who speaks on hell heaven salvation not money preaching churches all glitz glamour leads you to hell Churches. Baptism isn't required for salvation it's a representation of Christs death his burial and resurrection. We usually get baptized after salvation to follow what he did because we love him and want to follow our lord, so if do get saved try to get baptised in a godly church though if cant it doesn't mean you aren't saved, as said baptism doesnt save us .Pray you accept Jesus Christ asap, times short.
brandon nagley Dec 2015
i.

Floret of the zenith,
Shower down upon
Me; with thine arm's
Wrap and garb me,
With a diadem
Hemmed
As a rose
Petal's
Stem.

ii.

Lass, of mine desire.
There's a shimmer aside
The fire; ourn silhouettes
Trace ourn love's attire,
I calleth thee Reyna, as
I heareth the whisper
"Sire", I gently kiss
Thine hand; we tire.
Falling asleep, in ourn
Dream's, with thee I squire.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Floret is- one of the small flowers making up a composite flower head. Or a small flower.
zenith is the highest point reached by a celestial or other object.
Diadem is a crown with jewels...
Sire- is haic
a respectful form of address for someone of high social status, especially a king.
Squire means- (of a man) accompany or escort (a woman....
brandon nagley Sep 2016
Today's another day, of observing thy birth, smile, relax; for today's
Thy celebration.

Today's another day, God show's thee
Thy worth; breathe in easy,
With poetic inspiration.

Today's another day thou hath another chance; be joyous, free;
Love is the answer.

Today's another day, plant hope to other's as seed's, if hurt giveth to those in need; let thy light shine
As a lantern.

Thou hath another hour, second, and day; may happiness walk
With thee today.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Birthday dedication to kripi Mehra
Thy- your.
Thee- you.
Thou- also means you.
Hath- have...
Thou hath means - you have
Giveth- give.


Happy birthday dear poet... May your path be love. Light, giving others love and forgiveness as forgiveness and love awaits you poet and friend of mine... Let not darkness or those of darkness overtake you. Your a light. So don't hide it kripi.

Your friend
Brandon nagley

Happy birthday kripi Mehra!!!!
805 · Jun 2015
Fizzy pop!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Fizzy pop incensed balm to filleth the romanced room
Wherein the smoke reaches the stars
And wraps its aroma around the moon!!!
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