See
What man doth
Not understand is
That the things of this world
Aren't ran by forces that canst be seen,
But this world is ran by the forces that are unseen!!!

As a peasant beast,
                                  I slithered beneathe the rocks
Than an illuminating torch glowing so bright..  
Penetrated mine view..  

This angel uplifted me
From heaven
A snake like me
That she hast saved!!

She's mine mi amour'

As mine scales were ripped off
Left on earth's shore!!

Those scaley hellion
Thou sayeth
That thou knoweth hell?

Until a demon whispers
Into thy ear,

I'm gonna **** thou!!!!

And those are words

One canst ever forget!!!

Yet when mine protectors
Enter into their midst

Those demons
Always get blinded by their unearthly apparel!!!

The espiridion is existant in the bright of the dawn
The achak meanderer's wear clarion tunic's
Whilst their lips art muted
To afterlife song's...
Their hair unseen
Though floweth long,
They cometh in thy dream's
Sometimes in scream's,
Sometimes to the good...
Their lost,
Misunderstood
No cost
Couldst giveth them new good's....
Sometimes their Ahriman
Disguised as good warrior's,
Though the arcangel Gabriel
Lends his sword to the spiritual border's...
Tyrents come steadily
As ready the ghost's art,
Though much protection surrounds me
When I'm alive...
And when this baggage depart's....


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Nothing

There's a cat down below mine porch,
(One of the mama cat's newborns around here)
Mum said to me,
"Look" that cat looks like a baby cow....
Due to its cute black and white spots....
She said look at how (skiddish)  it is!!! ( because it was shaky)
I told her
Mum, I'll calleth it skiddy.....
Mum replied back
Not skiddy,
But
"SKIDDY THE KITTY"
As the baby kitten looked up at me
With its cute little face
And skitted off....

I love mums humor,
And the little critter's that cometh around....

Mothers and fathers/ by me.. Mother and dads did you not get attention? Starved and craved your high fixtures to much? Nothing's enough!
For you have little kings and queens who study your every move! For you shall be them, they as you!!
Both walking blindly to the materialism in front of you, how hard shall it be to show kin fullest respects! Get yourself in check!!!
Young girls seek for daddies, boys pass by in caddis, fixated on **** life!!!Not right!!!
Did we forget the next in line of blood? Where money can't buy love and Chemical pills will not ****** happiness! Sinful craftiness..
Mothers take your little one by her hand! Father show your son the ten commands, and lead them the right way! You went asstray!!!! Forgetting the own skin coat you've created.

Poets,
         The rock stars of the art world.......
Since everyone sais poet's art crazy....

Everyone's seeking fame here,
                                                       Thou Searcheth a like or two,
Just be thyself,

Now that is fame!!

I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.

Today
Is a wonderful day
Was horrible and heart-wrenching before...
But now
A calm
Cool
Cherub peace!!!!
Hast knocked at mine door.....
As tis I  know I haveth much greatfullness for mine one life....
Soon to shareth hopefully one day with a queen
And that queen
To call mine beloved wife!!!
Though Maby just hopeful wishing now
Tis
All I canst do is try
To be uplifted back to the cumulus town!!!!

If she only knew how profound for her mine amare was
I'd go through level six of hell
To dry her foreign tears
I'd be tortured for her happiness
Id wait a many years
Canst she see I believe her
She's the most honest as they come
I guess I'm just a puppy
Waiting on his master
For mine amour'
And choosen one!!!

Who kneweth?
That a peasant
Such as mineself

Could be a blubbering
Head over heels baby

In just twelve days of time!!!
Ive lost mine mind!!
()::::

Being someone's dream
And being someone's reality
Art two different entities....
As in being one's dream
( their just that, not real, an illusion)
Being one's reality....
Whether on the interweb or in person
Means thou wouldst do anything to be with that person
Something one cannot do whilst dreaming..
Such as taking a plane
Bus
Car
Or even thy own feet
To go be with that person in realness....
In dreams sure thou canst be with one in thy head at night
But in the morning thou shalt waketh up alone,
And truly wish those dream's were real....
A saddened illusion..
I'm a realist,
I'm the crazy one who'd take
A plane
A bus
Or car
Or feet,
To SEE the one I love.  
I'm just a hopeless romantic realist...
And proud to be..
We're a dying breed these days.....
Verily I telleth thee....

I'm a dying breed...

Mine marble's art tired
I thinketh I'm ready for dream's;
Dream's wherein me and my lass
Shalt entwine king and queen.




Oh wait!
I don't haveth a queen
Well,
At least I shalt findeth her
Well within mine sleep.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

Some people's plague's come out by their asp's of poisonous tounge's ,
Yet me ,
Strangely,
Mine cometh out by mine own actions,

Yes I admit,

It's such a shameful scourge!!!!!!

est igitur forma fui bestiam ...
(Latin)

English-speaking

She was mine beauty, I was the beast!!!

Romantics thou sayest thou art oh men?
Well
Why canst thou post poems for thy love
Every five seconds as I?

Maby I'm just the crazy one here
Hahahahaha!!!

Wherein her tabernacle rest's
That's where mine heart shalt be,
By her love to be blessed....

Snap outta thy dream mine beau
For thou art I,
As I am thou
Pick up that cell
Hit thy speed dial
I'm waiting
For thy amour
Queen of crescent shore!!

As the moon queen
Walked into mine abode ( mine life)
I bowed,
Humbly at her presence....

I got a telephone
Here
Go ahead
Take it
Thou canst talk to god...

Ángel español dio a la fuga, ella subió en la noche !
(Spanish version)

(English version)

Spanish angel took flight, she left at night!!!!!

(Cross heavy) Old found poetry by meself...A cross to bear, nails to tear thick through. Canst thou shovel thine own grave? Gravedigger art thou payed yet for thy expenses? No message's coming on in. Just burdenful sins to cut the blue made veins, where the bloodiest of stains grapple no completing. The dogs are teething as babies to the ****. ******* stay stuck in the devils inventions, none to know or mention what society seems to fail. Do we prevail? or get conquered to lost woe fears? Holy spirit shalt thou come near to be thy carriage i lay this carrion body? Claireaudience has found me barraged in darkest of flagrant sadness. Such madness have i been born into, or was the madness thrived in me? No locks nor keys to pass, Limbos fated match, Chimera's live hatched where no love has been given.......

Down amour' Lane, wherein there's inamorata's and inamarato's,
I'm the ghost unseen, the real hopeless romantic, the lost shadow;
Down in the grave, with the demon's I battle, as I loosen mine light force, which God giveth me to breaketh their chained hand's

I'm on heartbroken street, wherein dream's taketh over, and reality doth not last; a jollification do I indeed want to arriveth for, for one to open their door, though I'm just figment to others
As mine vigor is more than real, hoping one for mine heart to steal...................................


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Marmoreal slide astro kiss
Shalt thou be succulent to mine aching tongue?
I needeth thee now lonesome one
Where art thou as me?
For tis no dream do I long for,
I pant to needing true amour'
I sit at Nahum's door
Waiting to be let into the megalopolitan
To skyscrape her eye's
To seeith into this angelic soul.....
I seeketh gold!!!
Not silver
For one to keepeth me on their leash,
Not noone else to be their dog.....
To skip to high grog......
A utopian of believing one another. ...
Not sleeping in dreams,
But awake to each other's reality!!!!

Oh love story,
I ponder thy purgatory of waiting's
Sitting whilst navigating
For the one I do await!!

I sit at her gate,
Pounding her oak colored door
MI AMOUR'
MI AMOUR'

Tis, I scream in fairytale voice!!!

Come out amour'
Open thy door
As I'm a puppy to thy cause!!!

This chalice for thou throbs!!

*******'s dirtiest waiting!!

Patience is a virtue some may say
Tis,
Yet I'm not waiting for patience oh friend!
I wait for mine mi amour'

I'll say again
Amour'
Mi amour'

She comes
She goes
Like me she sits back
Waiting on a ghost

When the apparitions Right in front of her

Tis,
Its me
Tis,
Its me!!

Yay,
I seeketh one's firth to calm these nerves
Yay,
I need one's curse I shalt not escape!!
Yay,
I long for her affection's when the rain pour's down
Yay,
For her to sweep me from mine feet, to throw me to the ground!
Yay,
I seeketh a lost queen of myrrh
Yay
As a dog I'll moan, as a cat she'll purr!!
Yay,
To overcome me with bedtime stories
Yay,
No voids nor gaps, beauty and the beast in glory!!!
Yay,
For her to allure me in deadened aeon's
Yay,
Illuminated by animate neon!!!!

Quickened quicksand putrified as blackened pepper,
Doth thou remember?
Or art thou to young to forget?

Propagation stuns contagiously,
Raging promoter's think hastily,
How provision like they are!!!!!!!

Swell in their heads,
Like a baby still unfed,
Feet stuck in state shoes like old southern style pickled jars!!

The puncture of force trembles to the gravitational world,
Where men art small,
Women art tall,
Dancing on tables of wine and pearls!!!

Moody atmosphere here is monosonic,
Monopilizers monstrous to federal gain!!
Some socks stay threaded,
While bedsheets they use for you to hang!!!

Misconcieve your own livings,
Give your own thanksgiving,
For you stole thine native land!!!

No change to stay at large,
Mitigater of quickened sand......

Adam, how doth thou get misled? Lost thy head to the snakes spiteful pleasures?eternally weathered!

Congenial I feel for thou, blindsided by poisonous virtue, as eve thou hast followed her nudely confirmations!

Cyanide lands thou hast brought us, death hath thou cost us, and enemies thou hast made along the way!

With god that is..

Thou were born unto bliss, and made a slithering cuticle between the slip skipped rocks..

Born amongst the loss of all thou hast taken! Was thy tree of life not good enough greedy taker?

Misfortune seems plainer when it's thy name they shout!!Thou shark made a trout, Now ethnic only to beasts who have fallen!

Didn't thou hear thy calling?

Brutalities beast!!!

Thou had a feast and turned it into darkness, thy secrets have been revealed by that fruit that thou plopped!

Plundered? Forgot, for the dragon made a home out of thou.
Gamashes thou Now needs, doth thou wear tattoos for sleeves?

Now that clothes thou must adjust?

Insurrection thou doth bow to!
Adam and eve a rotting stew!!!

Man madeth robot his queen
And turned queen into a robot!!!!!

Casa
Co-op
Condo
Pad,

Dwelling
Domicile
Habitat
Homestead
Homage
Caboose
Chalette

All home in different words
As for mine mi amour'

She's mine home
That place
Where I know
I've finally come home!!!

I was a dealer
A pusher of ivory bags
And capsule packets...

All to get mine own delirium
Crazy enough for sanitarium's

Trapped and chained in fiend cage

As in god in that time I had forgotten

Though mine creator I must tell thou
Had not forgotten me...

I turned disease
To mine own kin
I stole a lifetime
Of prison sins
I sought the wrong
And in the end

I made a soo called friend
As
Tis
Was he who had set Me up

Got mine dealer, as also me
In a 22 people dope bust
Sent to jail
Than to pickway by bus

As pickaways
An old mental institution
Turned place for all thugs!!!

As In all this time
Tis
Whilst I mention
Alone I was not

As for god had sent me cherubs
Seraphim's against those beasts
I came out better than the rest

Tis mine story
Tis me!!

Does it shine?
Thine soul that is,
Is it blind, in rewind to remorse, anger and craftiness?
Doth it provoke?
For the devil can do that to!
Art thou up in smoke, riding the cool waves pool!
Dragged down, soaked and heavy!
A glamour shimmers with no error.
For none are fairer.....
Its true self shows when the crowd has dissapeared!!!

If I'm gonna write a poem
I don't write on measely issues or topics
I do it big.....
I go all out.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

A thorn on mine head,
Nails to these hands,
Bullet to thine brand,
A shot to your perversions,

Excruciating turn ins!

A cut to mine wrists,
A lip for mine whisps,
An actionary cemetary_
I'll prowl with wolves and natives!!

Excrutiative!

Mine chalk to make characatures,
Tis these bones to get weaker,
As you mock me to your liking!

No sandals to be worn,
No boats to climb your shores,
Just mine own amour' in plebian tithe..

A length to ones thigh!!!!

A rope to straddle me,
Some smoke to hide me,
A queen to surprise me,
For no, not one Ive found,

A restful experience do I wake to take me home,
No soreness to these groans,
Just ****** of fresh fruited vine....

Emotional firerides, snow filled glyphs,
Plantationed homes, bars to the stove, no lipstick to thy lips!

Pale faces creep Townshend banjo's. Stature has no wayward end! Death can be friend or foe, moles can be packrats where bookbagged books are quite old!!!

Violinic apathy, tunes are all grasping me, April, April come around thine deathly bend! Whom shall make it? When these doors swing to pickaways end...

Crushed  dispair, **** city blues to stretch ones hair, art thou fair?  Danzel of maidens,seeker of fair trade-ins,lovers love, a sin for thine sin!!

Where shalt I begin?

When shall this end?

Folk homestead, show me your Colorado's scenes,where paintings are reality, and fantasies are dream's!!!

I may overreact daily
Tis only because I knoweth
Mine last breathe shalt be quite soon,

As for that reason
Anyone wouldst overreact to.

As I knoweth theres not all the seconds in the world
To do what I need to do....

The best part of love,
Is even when we think we can't love much more than we already do...
Due to the fact were already over the top in love....
Ourn love seems to groweth daily even more....
And just when we think it can't get better than this
Because we're already to madly crazily in love!!!!!
That amour' seemeth to cultivate ten-fold.......
By the second,
Hour,
Day
Night
Minutes .....
And it feeleth soo grand!!!!

She's ****
She's sweet
She's queen like
Head to her feet
She's charming
So cunning
Mine queen
She swoons me
Balloons me
In high top ascending
She's lovely
For she's mine best
She gaveth me her all
I giveth all I have left!!!

Man thinkest he is invincible;
No,
True love is invincible.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

I do not just want a quick fling!
I want a marvel,
I seek a queen.....

(The abducing of the soul) By meself..  The abradant Heartache soo strongly felt, The pillars do melt , for they feel the abstinence thats needed. Choked, and bleeded out, Searched, lost found.Only for many to doubt..Yet its right in front of us friends, The metal ink pen spells out all on graffitied walls..Emptied stalls, where strangers do strange things..The bite of the sting makes many feel safe..Such Bemauling of faces, all races displaced. They follow what man has to offer, A downfall of bellmetal cans, They wear them, they compare them, as what they wish for comes to its end.. Books and books stacked upon mammals knowledge only to lose themselves..Can they not see, the belonging and needs that they desire are all right beside..No need for reasoning, No need to hide, for they must discover at their own will..Yet time runs short, the bountiful courts close as Mid til noon.. Blackhearted faters are doomed, For they sought the wrong theories, No coadjusting spiritually, For what they lost was foresight..The souls in all freight as  dram~shops stay loose, The dragon seeks who he may desire, Hes suited in fashionable Boots.. No gantry to protect the most wonderful hearts, For they keep on looking for what the world destroys..Young girls and boy's why do you seek in emptied chests? Give god your all, Hear his call, For what you will find will not be Pleasureable..But will bring you back to the beginning, where the treasure was all along...Seek and you will not find..But SEE and your eyes will Not be blind.....

Woe,
Woe!!!!!
To those who shall listen,
Thy fortresses and bunkers shall have no protection for thou rich dweller,
Howl and moan for better days to construct,
Thine yards shall be uprooted and plucked by thou fathers wrath you have forgotten!!
Eateth thine own prepped storeaways you quenchors to idols,
Rejecter to bibles,
The missing will politely strike,
Where the rattlesnake shall bear its territorial bother,
Chopped and slithered you shall have thine econonomic collapse!!!

Wake from thine nap ,
Coffee addicted shadows,
Billowed and awaiting fellows,

Know your mind is not on a trip,
But/a dip to hell and back../

Break thy backs,
And sow thine seeds,
Teress  as you bleedeth from/ the creatures you'll become again!
Ultimate end...

False peace is on the horizon,
Where thine batteries won't match Verizon,
For calls will be palapable and moribund by altitude!
Such gratitude!!! NOT..

Post thine photos and crop,
For they shall be the last thine self may post!!

List and ***** and swander in no charity humbleness,
For adore thine acrillic dish,
From out of thine bowl of wrath you shall eateth!!!!

The most tortured of soul's
Art the most beautiful....

Truth is,
              There's only two path's we shalt take,
The broad
And the narrow

She taketh me down that narrow path....

                                                       ­                  the one that giveth life!!!

To maketh Love
Under her moon
With mi amour' wouldst be a fine tune,
For we shalt be breaking news
On every news station.
The reporters
Wouldst cometh
Wherein mine cosmos magnetic field and her moons gravity....

Wouldst knock earth off its axis!!

Defective detectives
Eyes as gluttons
Maketh wishes outta naught
Giveth something for nothing.
Diamond's as peeper's
Sneezer's sneeze hard
Pounding their brains
To their lips that speaketh lies
So enlarged!!!

Ironic is it not?
The Norm society
Calleth us poet's crazed, lunatic, insane.

Though tis
The quote "Norm people" of society;
Art the one's who readeth us "crazed" poet's writing's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

That time in between
When we shalt try to showeth another ourm love
And we feel we didst not do enough or good enough,

And feeleth we've even done it the wrong way!!!


So heart wrenching!!!!