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612 · Jul 2015
Romance tunes
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Tis the lightbulb went out
The sanctuary's gone dim
Mine vitality ****** from under me
Hell grabbed be in its abyss;

The burning is underneath me
Henceforth burning mine lashes
Mine screaming canst not be heard
Mine liquid fired to Ashes....

Mine bulbed lenses
Singe inside mine sockets
Buck naked for all to see
No shirt, sleeves , nor pocket's.....

Just agony of death,
Clinching it's underworld teeth
Until I saw an entity
Put the life back into me....

This same lass bypassed
The portway to anubis
She hadst taken broken bone and glass
Just to deliver me from Satan's whip....

She tooketh me from crevasse gulf
She granted me just one wish
I wished I couldst serveth her the rest of mine day's
And from her to get one kiss....


She saidst thy wish shalt be granted
And she pecked me on mine cheek
Leaving angelic dust Mark's
As tis mine legs went weak....

Mine health returned to me
One hundred fold in a flash,
She crossed the lines of hell
Just so mine life couldst last....

So now I go
Unto her throne,
And sing for her as her muse
And when she's down,
I cometh around,
And play her romance tunes......


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa  Angelica dedication
brandon nagley May 2015
Doth thou king treat thy lass as a queen?
Doth thou queen display thy lad as a king??
Or doth thou both just worship two materials?
And not the king's and queens thou art!!!!

Examine thine heart!!!
611 · Aug 2015
ADDICTED!!!!!
brandon nagley Aug 2015
This hello poetry gig
Is a lifetime membership;
I shan't never leave
As noone else wilt be able to either
It's like a drug
A good drug
That I keep coming back to
As thou shalt as well.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
611 · May 2015
Inquirings
brandon nagley May 2015
Do we inquire to just be heard? Or found?
For I thirst both!!
A movie, a toast, to all concupiscence!!
An attraction between Atlantis and mythology!!
An ideology,
Gleemed between twos kisses,
Where two benches shall be made one!!!!
A clasp tightend by staunch extremities!!!
One soul connection,
Two entities,
Unflawed by mans ***** delight!!!!
A tunneled heaven,
A table polite!!!
Musteth I gait this ill-fated terrain?
Where there's no love, yet all pains to come as womb grosings!!!!
Unrelenting!!!!
Disheartening it is to find mine other fragment,
Where no dialects cometh with mints,
No fridges to hold enduring magnet!!!!
Gridlocked I am to such erroneous enterprise!!!!!
611 · Jun 2015
Knock knock, go away!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I was standing at her door knocking

(Knock) (knock)
(Knock) (knock)

Who's there,
She whispered

Tis me,

Me who she said

Tis thy amour'
Now open thy door!!!

(Her) Go away I dont need thou no more!!!

As I walked away Soo distraught
So emptied handed!!!

As everything made Soo much sense,
Until I lost mi amour'
609 · Aug 2015
Tis, yes
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Tis she is mine home
Yes
Tis she is mine abode.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
609 · Jun 2015
Seraphim taxi
brandon nagley Jun 2015
On the corner of main street I sought a taxi
But a chariot approached instead
The seraphim told me...

"Hey handsome poet"
Get on in!!!

I was hesitant to do it,
But what did I have to lose?
As I wasn't waiting for no one anyway!
608 · Jun 2015
Maize to thy world!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Maize stalks
Sage cleansing
Prophetic vision's
Unrelenting

All shamanic gifts!!!!
608 · Jun 2015
Tearful flood!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Her pain is mine misery
When her tears floweth I drown with them
I one day hope to find their cure
To take away her sins..
brandon nagley Jan 2017
As the welkins turneth grey, and the night becometh day, man fall's back to Noah's time; where sin in men
Displayed.

Where chain's became one's grave, whence giant's roamed the earth, making babies with lustful ladies;
Making the world their settled
Church.

As the fallen one's layed their seed, to stop ourn saviors means, as humanity calleth them God's;
In reality sickly beasts.

Men reproduced their deities, out of clay, hand-dug gold; bowing to breathless idol's, just as Christian's
Sold their soul's.

Making creatures from the pit,
Their daily water and their spit,
Knowing not the god, who
Made them in his image.

Clean clothed new world order
Grinches.

Bleating out for their king, O' the truth thou seekest, though the truth's unseen.

Because tis yeshua thou hath rejected, ear's made shut,
Worldly infected.

Technology and pleasures
Hath replaced the almighty
God, Jehovah, Elohim, yahweh;

Jesus his son.


©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©prophetic poetry.
Welkin:sky or heaven.
Turneth:turn.
Becometh: becomes.
Whence: from which, or from where.
( I use it as from where).
Ourn)our.
Calleth: calls.
Means: method.( what christ had to do on the cross, he was sent down from god the father as gods son in flesh form taking on human flesh fully man/ fully god as him and his father our creator God Yahweh, Jehovah god are( one) just as father son and the holy ghost are one.) The fallen angels real goal of sleeping with women thus creating giant's as our bible speaks on many times, their main goal was to taint the bloodline that led to christs earthy parents to stop Christ from being born, though the original angels fallen angels who did that are now down in hell awaiting judgement in chain's as our bible spoke.As the fallen ones failed at stopping christs birth yet when they slept with woman of earth well put their seed into women of earth it tainted all earth DNA accept for Noah and his family.
Sickly: unpleasant especially in smell and look.
Grinches:unfriendly,, unkind person.
Bleating: of a sheep, goat, or calf) make a characteristic wavering cry.
Seekest:seek.
Thou:you.
Tis:it is
Yeshua hamashiach ( means jesus the messiah in hebrew tongue. Just as yeshua means jesus in hebrew tongue.)
Hath:have.

Pray anyone who hasnt accepted yeshua jesus as lord and savior you will today because times truly running out to do so. Going to leave links below if you want to make jesus your lord and savior and to escape coming judgement soon to pass upon this earth.

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1837677/serious-note-not-poemyour-time-is-running-out-readerjudgement-is-coming-to-the-world-read-find-out-how-to-escape-tribulation-coming/

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1778274/rapture-arabic-tongue-not-a-poem-but-truth-you-need-to-know-seek-truth-you-shall-find-it-or-close-thy-ears-and-eyes/

Ps: read underneath links to if going to read them
Thanks Brandon..
brandon nagley Sep 2015
If I lost thee mine love
                                        I'd loseth me mine dove.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
607 · Jun 2015
Apollo 9
brandon nagley Jun 2015
We were pastlife lovers
Disjointed by mankind
We stepped off the apollo
Rebirthed in soul and mind!!!

We planted ourn own seed
Tis the world was left behind
Henthforth leaving traces
Of our tales for thou to find!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
How is it i die daily? Not a bad dying experience. . . . . .Just daily, in deaths dark and lonesome tunnel. . . . . .this all powerful commandment of god and holy reina angel cometh to greet me at the end, where theres a pinpoint of light. And god fashioned this reina in spanish attire for the night. . . Tis i get excite daily. . .because i knoweth tis mine reina spanish angel. . . .wilt always protect me. . . .she goeth by the seraphim name. . ..(Elsa Angelica) moonstruck queen. . . .
606 · Jul 2015
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606 · Jun 2015
Green greedy downfall
brandon nagley Jun 2015
For tis I must sayeth
Tis I must indeed sayeth,
                                            For tis not money that is the world's downfall,
Tis the love of that green paper that is the ending of the world!!!
606 · Jul 2015
nostalgia heart attack
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Nostalgia,
Knocketh on mine ventricular door
Saying
Where art thou?
Mi amour'....
Where art thou?
Mine home....
Wherein art thou?

Tis,
I don't knoweth....
606 · Sep 2015
Holy matrimony bliss
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

Ensconce we shalt do
Queen so true;
In the new heaven, and new earth.

ii.

An epistle I do leaveth thee
By the portal of tangerine;
Wherein we shalt meet, hovering the satellite's.

iii.

We shalt during these moment's
Haveth epiphany's;
Of all knowledge, no wickedness, no enemie's.

iv.

As thou layest
Thine brow upon mine rib's;
I'll feeleth the holy spirit, engulf me in holy matrimony bliss.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
606 · Jul 2015
Inhale, exhale
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Everytime she inhale's
She giveth me animation,
Everytime she exhales
She giveth me life,
Everytime her heart beats.....

I know I'm still alive. .....

Because I am her
Tis she is me...
606 · Oct 2015
Bedstand waiting
brandon nagley Oct 2015
i.

He dreameth of her
In her extrasolar land;
He pen's for her gracefully
She waiteth for him,
By her foreign bedstand.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication
605 · Jun 2015
Resist temptations!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Atramentous bedroom
Sicked by splotch of white
Mother drunked by sattire
Father high as Franklin's kite

Dancing the cumulus
Breaking the heat
Dogs seem harmonious
Ghetto streets

Countryside terrace
Latin in sight
Scraping of green skin
Razorblade makes easy right

Shavings to fill the wooden panels
Loose hairs to come off head
Kittens to amuse thou
A forceful taking end!!
605 · Jul 2015
Sweet moon dancer
brandon nagley Jul 2015
I needeth her as if there's no tommorrow
I wanteth her in mine times of sorrow...

I feeleth her, though she's across the country
I want to giveth her food and drink, when she is hungry.

I seeketh her upon the moon
Because I knoweth she's not here,
She's up upon her glowing muse....

So I looketh up and seeith her dance
She looketh so lovely
With her moons sweet romance..


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She's always asking why I left her,
Yet im still right here,
Addiction at Its best
Mi amour'
Dont stress...
604 · Aug 2015
A sacrosanct barouche
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i.

A sacrosanct barouche
On the side, a gilded cartouche;
Ourn autograph's written in, with diamonds Jewel's.

ii.

One supernatural horse
To pulleth us on the scene;
Relaxing atmosphere, one queen, and me her king.

iii.

Casting spell's upon eachother
With her voodoo, I drip into her eye's;
I tasteth her sweat, dripping in with mine.

iv.

Candle's awaiteth at home
The night-time dimly lit;
Making amare until the day break, we cuddle into ourn grip's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
604 · Jul 2015
Hot añd sensual
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Humbled
I boweth mine knee,
Seeking one
To taketh me to interdimensional rocketings....

Blasting off
In hott sensuality!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I'm a lover
Lost in the heat
Solitude
Of angels feet
I'm a creep
A beast of glow
Afterlife
Maketh me thy home
Fly high
Sentimental dove
Straight blast
Love drug
Queen of Spaniard
Queen of Spain
Douse me
Bounce me in the rain
Raindrops
Glee with thy head
Living art
Where the living is dead
Pry me
Tie me to the ground
Moaned screams
Two children so loud
Blood drips
Flips the mask
Gurus of spaceship
Flying craft
Free fall
Falling free
Shoppers of dusk
On unearthly need
Crust shakes
Belted the door
Rosie's tumble
Ourn legs mi amour
Grab tight
Shuttle ourn brains
Two souls
Lingering in grain
Don't let go
Its just begun
Chalice
Palace
The chosen ones
Maketh me
Thy only desire
Two flames
One burning fire
Swept feet
Crowing the mold
One casket
Two pieces of gold
Move the loot
Give thine self thy soul
Here were free
Here were home!!!
Just some lyrics to a song I just made up .. I'm a musician and singer and pianist to if u dont know !! ():
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Castillo de la arena, atrapado por su inocencia, una reina moonbeamed, yo buscare del pasado recuerdo la vida; sólo un fantasma de la imaginación mía, harás una seeith mí en alto? una reina que me salva de la muerte, una reina de ninguno miente. reina, no te rescatarme? donde tú eres? mis ojos cansados ​​arte desde la búsqueda, por favor seducir a mi corazón ....
( Spanish version)


( English version)

Castle by the sand, stuck by her innocence, a moonbeamed queen, I seeketh from past life remembrance; just a ghost of mine imagination, shalt one seeith me on high? a queen to Saveth me in death, a queen of none lies. queen won't thou rescue me? wherever thou art? mine eyes art tired from searching, please ****** mine heart....



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Hoping  for a lover to love me
Don't know if translated this right because haven't done whole poem in Spanish in while but oh well lollll
brandon nagley Oct 2015
Tⓗⓞⓤ ⓐⓢⓚⓔⓣⓗ ⓦⓗⓐⓣ
Aⓝⓓ ⓦⓗⓞ ⓖⓞⓓ ⓘⓢ;
Gⓞⓓ ⓘⓢ ⓢⓘⓜⓟⓛⓨ
Lⓞⓥⓔ.



©brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
1 John 4:16 - And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.

1 John 4:8 - He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love.
603 · Jan 2017
Antediluvian
brandon nagley Jan 2017
Just an antediluvian,
Stuck between heaven and hell;
Waiting on mine saviors call,
To escape this carousel.


©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry.
antediluvian: belonging to a time before the great biblical flood.
603 · May 2015
resperation
brandon nagley May 2015
Tis,
On this Friday night,
This lonesomeness has smothered me soo,
Now I need a respirator!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Paawas,
A savor soo sweet,
India's treat!!!

Paawas,
A composure to all symphonies,
A separate entity,

Unlike any ive ever met!!!!
Paawas,
A true empress,
A goddess of selflessness..

PAAWAS!!!

( a rain soo lustrous) ...
602 · Aug 2015
Cyanic ocean lover
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i

Afore there was an astrobleme, deep within me
Though now an astral queen, serenadeth gleamed;
Canorous and splendorous, her cantillate I repeat
I mimic her dancing step's, jumping on mine feet.

ii

She's sad when the past awakens, crying dreading tear's
Though tis what she don't knoweth, her king is all right here;
And through the year's, the catoptromancy shalt tell it's fortune
Chiliad timespan, her body to be mine land, water flow sourcing.

iii

I wilt constellate all her worries, and collect them on mine head
Her Burden's I shalt maketh as mine, and taketh all her's instead;
And the cyanic water's shalt we swim through, sail to the glass
The brokenness shalt leaveth her, as no time exist's, nor our past.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©あある じぇえん
brandon nagley Sep 2015
ɩ.

Aʆʆɩɾmҽɖ ɩى ɷųɾŋ amɷųɾ'
Mɩŋҽ appɭҽ, ɷʆ tɧҽ ىtaɾىtɾųck tɾҽҽ;
Mɩŋҽ ɭɷѵҽɾ, mɩŋҽ qųҽҽŋ.

ɩɩ.

Aѵɷw I wɩɭt
Fɷɾ ɩʆ mɩŋҽ bɭɷɷɖ ɩى ىpɩɭt;
Pɭҽaىҽ kŋɷwҽtɧ mɩŋҽ aʆʆҽctɩɷŋ ɩى tɾųҽ.

ɩɩɩ.

Aى tɧҽ wɩŋɖ, aŋɖ ɾaɩŋ ɖɷtɧ mɷѵҽtɧ
Daŋcҽ wɩtɧ mҽ ɷŋ ʆɭamɩŋɠ ʆɩɾҽ'ى;
Iŋ aɭɭ attɩɾҽ ɷʆ maɾѵҽɭɷųى ɠɾɷwtɧ.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication
601 · May 2015
aortic blockings
brandon nagley May 2015
Antrorse are these two stretched hands! Parched unto the atmosphere, colorful stratosphere dimmed, yet not darkened yet!
Burgonet feelings are quite openly. Outspokingly disgraceful. Some wear marvels, others turned disgraceful.. How distasteful!!!
Burlap past times and I'm still knitted in, wherein memories are the remembrance of a past who maketh thou to be thou. Buskin druid....
Flustering is soo highly overtaken, for thine innards goes outdated, as prayers are daily struggles. Mixed and ruffled, as the freckles to ones current displace..
Foxfire flame can be seen in hidden oaks, wherein thou art clogged by forest smoke, yet/ made by thine own destructions... Rich haveth luncheons, as schooltime sells cheap embargo's!!!renew tomorrow!!!!
Icterus slumbering dots have taken the whole!!!while t.v rots thy soul, the news comes day in day out!!! All the same but worse!!!!battle dispersed!!!
Indign I am to past the pearly gates! For to early or to late, its better to make it in than not!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Verily
I sayeth,
He kneweth not
Love before,
Now he's found
His truest titled
(mi amour',)
brandon nagley Jul 2015
To many just heareth thing's
They don't careth to listen
Yet what they don't understand is;
That's why we hath so many wars
Whether with gun's
Or word's,
If only others wouldst listen...




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
600 · Jun 2015
Nicotine patch cravings
brandon nagley Jun 2015
A weary face stares back at us all
Giants grow tall
Where the small minded are casted!!!

All concepts to be trapped in
Our man made prisons!!!

Such derision is unanswered!!

The garden men and planters
Make grow all thou conceives today
Love seekers to slaves,
What's the difference in its core?

Some cry out for extras
While Heartbreakers take more!!!!

More of nothing left
A thief to every theft
A liar per every aching tongue!!!!

Unappeasable audiences
Bookies seek out bondmaids
For their own completion!!!!

So cunning
To these lust cumulaters!!!!

Electrode pulses
Bypass what's become of us,
Eristic flumes
Travel fluctuating rooms
Wherein keyholes haveth no fit

Acidic spit
Lines the dried out mouth's
They gaze
They count

But add nothing to their foulard writings!!!!
600 · Jun 2015
Skyward
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Skyward I look down
I seeith mine queens head
She's covered by her afflictions
She sometimes wishes to be dead

But I always catch her
Thou seeith I'm her watchmen
I was sent here many years ago
To giveth her right sentiment...

She feels alone at times
Verily I telleth thou she's not
She's given me a new life
One of happiness and marriage plot

Though an angel herself
She caught me as well
She shipped me up from the pit
Whence I layed inside of hell

We saveth one another
We are amour' of everlasting
She is that chalice of all heaven
She's mine queen as for her is romancing!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Ludicrously,
I seeketh ones boutique
To put me on mine knees
And beg for satisfactory mercy

Endlessly,
I'm tired
I seeketh desire
Palm shadows dire
In ourn arms I seeketh an artista!

Perilously,
I want to end up in her books
Be her diary loving's of memories
Yet not forgotten!!

Severely,
This vessel's pained
I needeth her gain
A and her liquid to give me fullness

A mirage is all I see!!!
599 · Jun 2015
Calm down
brandon nagley Jun 2015
It's OK sir calm down, calm down....
Im use to loneliness,
I canst handle this..

Step back....
                     I got this!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Her ****** words coax me,
Her morphine mind entraps me
Her sense of time enwraps me
Her ***** paen's inspire me

Her ******* knowledge enhances me
Her flowered foliage remembers me
Her ****** boil ablazes me
Her
Mine queen
Her
Mine aimer...
597 · May 2015
The discoverers
brandon nagley May 2015
Sardonic savory armors against midnight shift,
Scrapbooks made from scrawny writings,
Wherein science is religion,
Some are hit and miss!!

Scowling, surely overcrowds happy intentions,
Noone mentions the fetal positions overthrow!!

Window peepers gaze between one another,
Serpent sermons drumline strong to song's of shipment sufferance,
Where thine utterance is grieved more than thou has ever felt!!!

More than the fall membrane beneathe your feet you shall blow!

Doth thou roll amongst forge stone?
Amongst the shows that made thou the mime thou art today../

A smile upon your cloak,
Yet thy finest of coats is in all disarray...

Perforaters try harshly to subdue our mother like peons,
Formulaic bringons,
Or turn one to sickened ones alike!!!!

Chasers of cognizant, bringers of fatality,
For doth thou chooseth to have life?
brandon nagley Dec 2015
the poet
is the homeless man
on the the corner;
don't passeth him by,
he hast many stories
to tell.



©brandon nagley
©lonesome. poets. poetry
597 · Aug 2015
Intramural ghost watcher's
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Intramural the tenebrous of this early morn'
I awaketh to the sense, of the animus passing on through;
Arising, with the taste of the red iron crimson on mine tongue
Hoping today to be better, whilst I feeleth the life of moribund.

I canst perceive the ghostly eye's upon me, piercing the hindrance, knowing one day I shalt be them, though in remembrance; I shalt not be lost, mine life force won't be
Left behind here, I'll be smiling, happy, none more fear's.

As I'll regain mine wings again, unlike these one's whom peep,
From whence in mine past life, I shalt liveth, not being asleep;
As the grave shalt not be mine end, I shalt cut these wordly ropes,
Riding past the ghostly abyss, being held, by a queen, godliness.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She asked me last night
How many poems doth thou doeth rey?
I told her in a cocky attitude
I don't know reina
I doeth alot
It's mine life
I'm aspiring to push mine work

As I do knoweth,
It's better to push mine writings
Than to push the dope I used to...
596 · Aug 2015
Health elixir for 2
brandon nagley Aug 2015
The best thing to do
When the soul is in pain
Is to Helpeth another person;
It helpeth the other person
And thyself, at the same time.
Healing not just one, but two people.
Kindness, and charity, a healing elixir.........




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
In our times of sorrow and depression I've realized the best way to heal and feel better of ourselves is to help another person because for one its how God wants us to be.. And two I love helping people and it will help and heal them IF and IF only they except the help if they don't we can't do nothing about it... But I just love helping others and it helps me alot and honesty the ones I try to help I wanna be there for because I care so much Maby I care alot but that's just the soul I am...anyways moral of story is just help another soul!!! It helps them and us!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Victorians old aged queen hast come to greet me
Come to treat me to extraterrestrial highs
Where her tongues forensic
With mine love we shalt dine!!!

So fine are thy heavied lids
Thy skin painted on spanishly clear
Heaven draws near
To thy angelic trim!!!

Make me feel five again lover!!!

Wherein I haveth no more care nor worry
Just romance novel stories
To maketh me anew!!

Thou missing puzzle
Thou clue I've sought so long

Thou fit's me perfectly friend
Thy smell to be the Rosie's
Mine own to be in stench!!!

Paralyze me again
Thine eyes daily do I seek
Wherein nothing goes bleaque
Between ourn child laughs and words!!!

I'm alive once again
After so long a sleep
The queens kiss
Has once again awoken me

To die for love!!!!

To love for years
For many weeks!!!!
594 · Feb 2017
Matrinae dialette
brandon nagley Feb 2017
O' mine matrinae dialette,
How sweet thou dost
Sleep, as thy dreams
Catch me by a net.

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
Matrinae: pronounced (matra-nay)- a word I created meaning (a,woman who's little girl inside her still shows, especially in her pain- meant in a sweet way.
Dialette: word I created ( means faraway love) faraway as in distance.
Thou: means you.
Dost: is (do) .
Thy:your.
Mine: my
594 · Jun 2015
Realist and fatalist
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Whilst others are dreamers
And optimists
I canst lie
I'm a realist
And fatalist,

I guess that's another reason
I respect and love and canst
Relate to the prophets so much

They weren't optimists!!
The were fatalistic...
594 · May 2015
combien de temps
brandon nagley May 2015
How long?
Must I search this unplentiful Terra cotta,
Where wherin there's no ardor!!!

I seek a dame of barter,
A like minded poetress
Where she can unvape mine vest and release all the days tensions and mine affliction!!!!

A king and queens invention!!!!

How long?
Must I partion vows not seen?
Trade all mine hopes for cracked walk dreams,
And be a guest to mine own dillema!!!!

How long?
Shall I try to give thine all to one who's not there,
Nor doesn't call,
For ignorance to me is quite noticeable!!!

What's wrong the boys thou chooses excite you by nice ride?
With him you get high for a moments click to stardom!!
Folly indeed!!!!

I seeketh a special breed,
The kind that chamelionizes,
The one where no chastisement is known nor mentioned!!!

Her hand to be mine extension I giveth this anima,
Wherein conglomeration is ourn own villa,
And coition brings us to sanguine beautitude!!!!

What an inclination of proposes!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
mi amour 'pour mon ai-je tu me manques, mi amour', je ne quittait jamais, je voulais être ton meilleur et je ne auras pas laisser !!! pour doth tu pas seeith? Je suis à toi et ton tu es à moi !! la encourse de deux symphonie, je suis désolé pour tous les mauvais mots ive desdits mi amour ', mais je ne sais ce qui est **** de toi un jour est comme une éternité pour moi !!! peux-tu seeith? tu es à moi muse. affection mienne tout pour toi et toi car tu !!! Je saigne encore et plus, mon ange du décor de l'Espagne .. mi amour ', oh tis, comment je tu aime tellement !!!!
(Spanish tongue)

(English).  Mi amour' for my how I missed thou, mi amour' I never left, I wanted to be thy best and I shalt not leave!!! for doth thou not seeith? I am thine and thine thou art to me!! two symphony's encourse, I'm sorry for all wrong words ive said mi amour', yet I do know this being away from thou one day is as an eternity to me!!! canst thou seeith? thou art mine muse. mine affection all for thou and thee!!!for thou I'd bleed again and over, mine angel of Spain's decor.. mi amour', oh tis, how I loveth thou so!!!! So to much!!!!
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