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brandon nagley Jul 2015
Latin goddess,
                                       Spanish by descent
                            Her hermosa voz do I reminisce
            





©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
hermosa voz - means beautiful voice in Spanish
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Mi amour' umbrella
Mi amour' umbrella
Queen of mine throne
Universal romance
Mi reina
Mi home.....




©lyrics/poem copyrighted by
Brandon nagley
Lonesome poet's poetry....
Took some of these words outta a old poem I made on here while back for mi amour I actually made this into a song.... Called universal romance... Mixed some of these words up which is the chorus to song I made .. Enjoy ():

So you who don't know Spanish
Mi amour' is my love
Reina means queen
Mi- means my lol
Some don't know Spanish just saying (): thanks for reading
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Me and mine inamorata shalt travel to the nine known planet's of the earth's solar system.........

See me and her born on different places, she was born on the crescent moon between a thousand or more ages,as tis I was birthed in a place not yet discovered by mere creature's in the milky way galaxy's center hole......as tis I spent much time on Saturn as well, as also I sat and watched comet's maketh love whilst on top of mine Libra scale's....... Each side of mine horoscopal scale I couldst seeith the good and bad of the universe how God balanced out all....... Me and mi amour' met somewhere in the middle of all this creational love making,. So we ventured into planet Pluto, the ninth from the sun, cold rocky and yet we succumbed to the little hidden caves wherein we madeth graffiti on its slate, writing ourn names ( King, and queen of old) as tis we were relic soul's.....than we flew off to planet Neptune discovered in 1846 by mere human's though it's whirlwind's tried to subdue us, yet me and her's wings overcame that ( Roman God of water)....After we were done ice searching there we went on to Uranus, the seventh planet from the sun, it has methane to cover it's surface, just found by human's in 1781, previously thought by man to be a star, on one side its heated by the hot star for over eighty-four life years, so we couldst not stayeth on one side for to long, me and mi amour's wings would be crisp..... So next we went onto planet number six (Saturn) mine favorite planet of this solar system, as tis I wanted to give mine amare all the ring's of the planet to taketh them and put one of them on her finger, she was amazed by mine love and dedication to her, Though as we all know those rings art far to big.. Though we broke into Saturn as its helium stratus filled ourn lungs, we giggled and chuckled, laughing so high we stumbled on ourn own love....such a beautiful laugh she doth haveth... We left that laugh box of a place and moved onto The fifth planet Jupiter, mine mother's own planet by birth and astrology, it was a huge planet with many moons, as mi amour' sure loveth her moon's... She danced upon the moon's like an old muse turning 3 again, as tis I was high off the helium that hast entered me with no end. For this planets helium overtook me in a fancy sense... Laughing I couldn't stop as mine lover had to taketh me away from that large ball... Than we journeyed onto planet mars (number four from the sun..) A place mankind hath been fascinated with from long ago...me and mine sweetheart couldst smell its iron blood smell that giveth this planet its cruor deserted look.... Storms were on its dreary horizon, as tis we saweth old pyramids, similar to the Egyptian ones back on the human planet earth, we noticed such similarities between the two planet's, yet it seemed as any being's here just packed up and left everything to go to hell, yet funny part is, humans haven't left their planet, they still art there letting it go to hell by their own means, and purposely, what foolishness.... So as Mars swirling storms started dragging on in, mine amare saved me from the funnel and pulled me by her appendage away from that thing.... Moving onto planet number three from the sun ( earth) as thou all shalt know it as... See, me and mi amour' cometh here time to time by choice to showeth human being's the meaning of ( amour') other times we art forced here by God, I like to think to learn from ourn mistakes, but me and her always meet no matter how long we must wait for another. And no matter how far the distance ... Anyways, here on this lifeful planet, me and her discovered the most beautiful things of the solar system, that's what makes earth so grand.... The mountains, seas, creature's, human being's, poet's, artists, musicians, animals, trees, and her favorite part is......... Seeing the earth's moon standing next to her favorite quarry in her favorite spot....it melts mine heart just to seeith her smile... Knowing though me and her don't belong to this place, I shalt cometh back more just to see her watch her moon... That's heaven seeing her happy to me... So when leaving we moved onto Venus the second from the sun, considered the ( Roman goddess of love and beauty) its pressure is to strong so it wouldst crush us... So we just floated above it to see it was alot like earth, same structure and size... We didint stay there long.. Me moved onto Mercury, closest planet to the human sun. Mercury hath no atmosphere, so though me and mi amour' art not all human, but spiritual beings to, we couldst still land on the planet ... Though it's rocks that always belted it we hadst to watcheth for.... The planet looked in a way like earth's moon... A dangerous place to be . So we escorted eachother off... Though to scientist beings back on planet earth only nine planets art considered to be in this solar system, yet fully they art finding now there couldst be really thirteen and possibly more to be discovered.... But me and mi amour' left this solar system to travel other's... We went to ourn own made just for the two of us ..... It's title and name is ( Mi amour' X) a place  God made for just me and her .. Only me and her know wherein its at.. See , thou wouldst haveth to go through the middle of thy own Milky way galaxy to get there....

And that's not possible to humans.....
As tis we must return
To ( Mi amour' X)




©By-Brandon Cory nagley-Lonesome poet's poetry....
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I was searching for a home for millenia's,
Yet by the eyes
On the cover of her page
I knew at that moment

I was home!!!

A homestead of fertile pastures
A heaven I once knew
As in the last life
She was mine other fragment

As I dove into her darkened pupils
I absorbed the fact
I was in mine household all along!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Her faraway skin
Lavishes me,
Her eyes like kin
Marvels mine need's,
She fufilleth all dream's
A pathway to God,
Her lingo like a traveler
Of celestial pod's....
Her spaceship cometh from afar
The sun she rest's her feet.
We linger on Mars.
Her tongue is a miracle
Speaking unknown verb's
Her house is mi casa,
Her place is mine world.
Her sacredness is hidden
Though open to me
Maby one day mine true queen
Wilt marry her king...?
brandon nagley May 2016
i.

Michar, Oer'***-
Lavokri, proment;

ii.

Pravickle gla shoviet
Shoviet crunce du;
zeftar mun acopolli,
vas dae ba-la shu.

iii.

Marantash sodetti
Grasvantas, blinta
Yeshatari klevo's.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane sardua Nagley ( àgapi mou) dedicated






You must read bottom while reading poem for words meanings.
Thanks Brandon. And to all my readers thank you dearly for your support! I thank all of you for your support and kindness and love. Your fellow poet
Brandon Cory Nagley.....
All the words in the poem I made up, as I always make up words ... we are Poets, we can write and create anything we want! For writing is the souls art and our souls words. Poetry is our soul speaking....

Michar- means ( undefiled)
Oer'***- brabeum ( meaning reward or prize) of God.
Lavokri- anointed cherub,
Proment- strung by the lights.
Pravickle gla shoviet- hour by night.
Shoviet crunce du- night by the minute.
zeftar mun acopolli- sweethearts in flight
vas dae ba-la shu- queen and king of cosmic moves.
Marantash sodetti- lids opened widely.
grasvantas- no shackle's.
Blinta yeshatari  To burden our unearthly freedoms.

Title are words I made up.
Thanks for reading....
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Whenever I writeth her I knoweth she loveth me...
Because when I do write,
She Bud's out
Like a rose
Opening up its pedals in mid-day sun.....
And she feeleth so good opening up...
brandon nagley May 2015
No accompaniment acclimates thine devoid of living,  of thinking past the sinning of thine thirteenth deadliest sins.

The road gets narrower, chase lanes get fairer where the willows ponder and sway!!

Eight years gone five to go sais the men in blue, we could be him, he could be you!!!

What a diamond inside the maze....

Familiar and famous you shall be If you like, breathe If you might, the walls are coming in!!!!

Falter, fed like doctors, it takes a nurse inside the gates to get in silk-saltined skin I die to find!!

Rubies strive to shine where the moonlight takes its place!!!

Planet's small, largely designed!!! Tapes played to speed fests of dying minds!!!!

What a blind we've put between the hairs square, where art noones fair, at least not to me no more!!!!

What do we look forwarth to being? Forward to seeing when the train stops at loveless station!!!!where different nations meet at one world belief...

Hatred brings fear, false tears now  come near to the statuette's of cut degraded beef. Endoctoronated streets!!!!

Openly honest to Birdseye view, cameras old and new snap shots from whence you'd remember...will I be free .Thirteen days? Or let out in mid December!!!!!!/
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Tis,
     I rose from the ashes of the sheathed moss mirth,
Tis,
     I woke from mine sleep,
                                                Yet still I feel cursed!!
Tis,
     I entered the atmosphere by way's not known to human!!
Tis,
     I lost mine wings , the feather's of cupid's!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Midnight lonesomeness, hath becometh mine best friend
Midnight lonesomeness, verily I telleth thee shalt be mine end....


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
I noticed later at night I seem to get more lonesome... Due to fact I miss cuddling kissing and hugging and cherishing one...  even a late phone call. But none. Oh well. You get used to this sadly lol. Guess that's why I'm a ( hopeless romantic) starting to lose hope now sadly.
brandon nagley May 2015
A salivic honey dew,
                                    To sippeth out of the serendipity goblet!!
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Miracle baby
Cometh from
The hand
Of paradise;

ii.

Miracle lady
Cometh from
The land
Of turquoise sea's;

iii.

Miracle queen
Sleepeth sweet
Tonight;

iv.

Miracle angel
I am thou;
Thou art me.

v.

Miracle cherub
buss me in thy
Bathe;

vi.

Miracle lass
Forget thine
Past; now we're
In today.

vii.

Miracle gift,
Mine heart
Uplifts, when
Thou art near;

viii.

Miracle Jane,
In pleasure
Or pain; thy
King shalt be
right here.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Buss means to kiss someone or kiss if anyone wondered (:::
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i.

Eight thousand, four hundred and twenty four
Miles away;
I shalt waiteth a million lifetime's
To be in her arm's, tis her I crave.

ii.

Tis, I shan't never get sick of her
She alway's bringeth in the new;
Mine convivial consoler is alway's there
When I'm bleeding, feeling blue.

iii.

I canst surely count on her
Evident is her affection's;
Whence was going astray
Her glow now point's me in right direction.

iv.

So when the old serpent
Creep's his horned visage;
I knoweth mine safety, is with mine Reyna
Sweet Jane, her arm's as pinion's, her spirit from God.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
brandon nagley May 2015
Absurd accumulations, broad- cloth's to wipe each bays station! What a joke of clownery tools.Irritated refuge, instigated neices and nephews miss their woeful father's.... One for a count, a whole cell to a slaughter.
Down and out lane I make mine way to your lonesome hell, where ankh arched wells draw back from higher hills..Robust outbreak of plentiful disease, orthopedics outclass your sneeze!!!!
Ovation applauded to ******* alike!!! Ordaters to outvoted daters, silence is thy key to your miserable life!!!!
Pasturage for slobs, corn for all cobs, your colonels panel design twists slow around the vine!!!!
Seconds until six, ten minutes until nine....... Will you behave like the boy you should be?
Or could have been?,
brandon nagley Jun 2015
It's mind control, mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

Mind control, it's mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

Don't let them mold your mind
They wanna control mankind
Seems like their only intention
Is to exploit the earth, yeah

And you trust in their deceit
Your mind causes your defeat
And so you become an invention
To distort this earth

Propaganda and lies
Is a plague in our lives
How much more victimized
Before we realize? Hey

It's mind control, mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

Mind control, it's mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

Ooh, Grandmaster
Let the people go
You put them in total confusion
To downs-troy their soul

For they practice what You preach
So they're always in Your reach
Hi-tech slavery in these days
It's mind control

They'll make it attractive to get man distracted
Corrupting your soul, polluting your soul
Destroying your soul, mind control

Mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

Mind control, it's mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Come on and get it together, brother man
What, what you say?

It's mind control, mind control
Corruption of your thoughts
Yeah, yeah, destruction of your soul

Mind control, it's mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

(The truth is there for us to see)
It's mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul

(The truth is there for us to see)
It's mind control
Corruption of your thoughts, yeah
Destruction of your soul
(The truth is there for us to see, the truth is there for us to see)
brandon nagley Jun 2015
He was trapped inside the hell
Boiling inside his mind....
He was trapped from the pain
Not from his own making.....
He was trapped inside the abuse
From other's hurtful ******......
He was trapped inside the noose
Yet instead of being hung....
He wanted to jump by himself....

He couldn't take no more....
Made up for those who ask lol
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

Mine reyna, O', mine reyna
Mine vitality, O' pure vitality;
Mine being, O', sweet queen
Mine sky~flower, O', delicate skytower.

ii.

Mine all, mine muse
Mine calling, soo true;
Mine book of eternal
Mine faraway fuse.

iii.

Mine happiness
Mine comfort aura;
Mine heavenly gaze
Mine freedom, mine amaze........


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Mi amour'
Is mine rose
                      Mine rose without the thorns.......
Soo beautifully dost she reflecteth her pedals..
Mi amour',
Mine beauty for the day...
Mine rose on display...?
How it's thee mine rose,
                                            That giveth me so much hope!!!!


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa angelica dedication
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Mine Filipino rose beckoned me
Cometh up hither;
She bedecked her head
In oriental feather's.

ii.

She cut mine chain's
When once was tethered;
She entered mine brain
With sunshined weather.

iii.

Her countenance
Flew me on chariot letter's;
With romance open
Thus mine world turned better.





©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication-filipino rose
bedecked means adorned.... In archaic terms...
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Mine Jane
O' mine jane;
How I canst not waiteth
To seeith thine face.

Mine Jane
O' godly jane;
Ourn bones shalt locketh
Inside, between ourn hand's.

Mine Jane
O' darling jane;
When we do meeteth
I shalt removeth thine old stain's.

Mine Jane
O' angelic jane;
Douse me in thy slaver
Showeth me that amour, thou hath written on paper.

Mine Jane
O' **** Jane;
Bringeth thine leg's closer
Maketh me beg, pull the blonde on mine head, be the chauffeur.

Mine Jane
O' goddess jane;
Throweth me down, back to the ground
Jump on me, childplay.

Mine jane
O' Filipino Jane;
Calleth mine name
I'll yet back louder, us both bursting in hott flame's.

Mine Jane
O' masterpiece jane;
No word's, hush love
Taketh me again.

Mine Jane
O' mine Filipino rose;
Who careth what other's think
The whole world already knoweth.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
slaver means saliva in old tongue for you who don't know (:
brandon nagley Oct 2015
whithersoever thou goeth, Mine pneuma shalt follow.
In the eve where I shalt be, I'll be in the crypt of saint's, a seraphic place, where there's a pinpoint of light to engulf mine glowing face. I shalt leaveth thee an otherworldly trace, where third world grace is placed upon thine head. I shalt be living; not dead. Do not angst nor fret: I'm here mine pet. Followeth the scent of white roses I shalt leaveth thee: the petal's shalt gleam in stream's of everlasting life. Mine soulmate, mine wife, if tomorrow doth not arriveth for me; remember this life's just a passing to ourn eternal loving reality. Dear Jane, mine sweet.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
pneuma is the vital spirit, soul, or creative force of a person.
whithersoever is archaic meaning old language for ( wherever)
Angst and fret means worry same thing pretty much.
brandon nagley Jul 2015
i

Her chatoyant cat's view's art check-rows, wherein cheribum run
Therapeutic is her coalesce, when me and her art in caress, love
Antelucan passionance ensues, anthem to mine muse, elsa-grace.
Costume's to be festive, the crowd gathers us interested, in amour

ii

She felleth through the milky way galaxy, unearthed by humans
She was In a capsule of alien breed, wearing cupid attire tunic
As I'm just a felon, I hadst to keepeth mine head hung down low
Because if they captured me, they'd capture the queen, so I told the king take mine head to SAVETH her soul... .  


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Elsa angelica dedicated
brandon nagley Jun 2016
Mine lily of the valley, mine lotus of the unrestrained.
Mine Senna alata, mine allay of human angst;
Mine Kalinaw in mine Stygian juncture's,
Mine Kaulayaw aloft the extraterrestrial
Structures.                          Mine Paraluman that giveth me these word's to writeth, the one that bringeth me excite;
In mine core thou art invited.
Mine Kundiman by which I replay in this skull,
Mine hand of time, mine angelic mind-
That I do learn from.
Mine Makisig precious stone, undug from the clay,
Mine, all mine, I canst sayest it all day.
Mine past, present, future; woman of now, forever's our's
Mine Jane. O' how Dalisay, O' how Dalisay, doth ourn water run sparkling; Only because mine love, we sip it as queen and king. One time soon, to shareth wedded ring's, wherein the pain's of the now; art gone and unforseen.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry'
©Earl jane sardua Nagley ( àgapi mou) dedicated
Senna alata- an important medicinal tree that flowers in Philippines.
Allay- alleviate, alleviation.
Angst- anxiety, dread
Kalinaw- filipino word means serenity and tranquility.
Stygian - very dark.
Kaulayaw- a pleasant intimate companion.
Paraluman- a muse inspires artistically.
Kundiman- love song.
Makisig - dashing, gorgeous.
Dalisay- pure and undiluted.

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Thanks your friend Brandon Nagley..
brandon nagley May 2015
I see a shadow staring back at me,
He follows these every steps...
Why does he stare out the window so seemingly? I asked this darkened figure?
The shadow replied, quote:
Friend, love will not come by your time, but by the time god wills for you!!!!!
At that moment I remembered god was in control!!!!
brandon nagley Dec 2015
Mine queen
Mine queen;
Hast seen heaven
And hell.

Mine queen
Mine queen
Broketh me
Free; from
Satan's cell.

Mine queen,
Mine queen,
Mine queen,
Jane; of the
Philippines.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Καρδιά μου φορο καθημερινά για το δικό μου την ψυχή, για το δικό μου βασίλισσα, για το δικό μου αδελφή ψυχή .... μαραίνονται, μου αφαιρεί ποτέ ....; Φοβάμαι ότι είναι gonna αρρωσταίνουν μου .. Φοβάμαι ότι ποτέ δεν θα με θέλει πίσω. κι αν θέλεις να συνεχίσει να την αγαπά, ακόμα κι αν δεν με θέλει πίσω ... αυτό είναι τόσο δύσκολο. αλλά εγώ δεν θα εκδοτικούς μέχρι .....

Or this Greek version since can write in two ways... And for you who wanna Google translate it that won't work lol Google translation stinks lol it doesn't show form of writing how it should be . anyways here's other Greek version...

Kardiá mou foro kathi̱meriná gia to dikó mou ti̱n psychí̱, gia to dikó mou vasílissa, gia to dikó mou adelfí̱ psychí̱ .... maraínontai, mou afaireí poté ....? Fovámai óti eínai gonna arro̱staínoun mou .. Fovámai óti poté den tha me thélei píso̱. ki an théleis na synechísoun na agapoún éna..........
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Hast thou ever had this feeling young fellow?
When thy stomach billows, missing one thou hast not met?
No sorrows, nor regrets, ive thrown in every bet, as frenzied for one I've been, ive not heard her voice!!!
A delicate choice?
To wait?
To navigate words thou had meant to say?
To write scramblings on a page dedicated to one!!!
I'm a hopeless romantic,
Tis,
So moribund!!!
Hath thou young fellow?
Let me rephrase mine own question....

Hast thou gone mad over a heroine?
One of passionate words,
As in when every time thou hast read those medicinal
Scripture's thy own self gets lost in the heat?
Burst or ******* plasma she creates in the most fertile places of mine mind!!!!!
For far to long ive been blind,
Yet now can see,
Like a dream I'm squeezed into tomato juice altitude,
For to be the fool in the rain,
Still waiting,
No gain,
Just stains of the longing I so earnestly want in this crimson psyche.....

Is it all wrong young fellow?
Because it all feels so right!!!
  
Like an afterlife ive searched for to many ages youthful listener!!!!!!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
When I looked into the mirror
I saweth how fast life hath passed me by
As now I'm 26
Before I was 5...
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who shalt be
The loneliest of them all.
I walketh down alleys
In lonesome stall's
A romantic of old valley's
Roaming the halls...
brandon nagley May 2015
In the miry pit,
On floor six of hell,
God was in the midst,
Of mine fiery cell...
brandon nagley May 2015
Hidden meanings foreshadow the gradient eminence off campus,
Stampless letters to be sent to thine dearest of ones!! Mother's hold thy daughter's, for you've lost your youngest son!!!!

Extensive Colgate frames to cover thy soulgaited plains,
Where fewest of animals hath roamed!!
Your caught in scrimmage,
Still Soo unsure if your found or lost at home!!!

Paceth back to and forth as far as thy walls will take you,
Where reprobate minds will break you,
Where loan sharks will rewrite tunes,

Sharking is their key to Finnish game!!!

They feeleth no Elysium,
Their one to thy flame!!!!!

Trilateral thinking freely turns negative,
Primitive to all known consistencies,
Bleeding at thy gums?
Third world indecently!!!

Misconstrue thine own miserly pull,
Galoot of what's not thine own!!!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
When one finds no happiness in their own selves,
How canst they find it in others?
More than that...
How canst they maketh another down person happy?
They can't...
If God doth not remain in ones spirit
The person knoweth no happiness..
If they thinketh they art happy....
Their happy if but for a second....
Worldly happiness....

Always cometh to a halt....
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Even in all mine foolishness
And pain I causeth other's,
I just prayeth they canst forgiveth me.......
As tis I'm not perfect by any means...
The human still left in me.!!!
As I knoweth I forgiveth all.,
Just hope one canst forgiveth me of mine idiotic talking
And actions....
For I'm just dealing with burdens of health
And needing,
And wanting,
And fear's of losing the only good in mine life...
For tis I canst looseth it by any means....
For no man is perfect,
Though I'm not the average brute
Nor even an earthling,
I do maketh mistakes
As tis I say,
I do maketh mistakes......  

Yet whilst I maketh those mistakes
I hope only one canst still seeith the good in me that shines!!!
And the amour' that lights this relic soul...

Is unlike any here on earth !!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I misseth her in daylight
I misseth her beneathe thy moon
I misseth her at dusk
Buried in ourn tomb
Misseth her in voice talk
Wherein us two did laugh
I misseth her sensual voice
To make angel trumpets blast
I misseth her caressing
The way she made me smile
The way she showed me heaven
An unborn unearhtly child
I misseth her lifeform
Not d.n.a to any men
A seraphim and cheribum
A lifeblood
Mine kin
I misseth her funny ways
How she doth make me chuckle
Now she's gone forevermore
And this heart is broken buckled
Maby she won't forget me
Maby tis
She'll cometh back
I'll forever Love mine baby
Tis
That's a fact!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
False breed's come as incense breather's between lively instrumentals. Macrogram plaza's to abrahamic venues. Callers call upon themselves to save what is not theirs!!

Morning breathe to winter dew, have you been born yet? Is the baby yet due?

Constant pains to loss taken gains make brains and vein's out of organically made flesh...

Become thine own creator you creed of selfishness! anchor heavy soul dragged away by chains of past forget-nots, where the ground stays hot to ruin moronic window's! Make your bed out of silvered springs, your own rustic medieval pillow.

You grand ol' operatetic theme, you patriarch to a dream, our day's are but a whisp of seconds last!!!!

Things have come to the listening one, the earth's spinning to fast!!!...... The mechanism's now begun.....
brandon nagley Dec 2015
i.

Mo chuisle, if this specter shalt cease;
                      Keepeth mine writing's in a chest for safekeep's.

ii.

Mo chuisle, if mine eidolon doth release;
                      Remember mine amour', please do not weep.

iii.

Mo chuisle, I feeleth soon this heavy flesh shalt succumb;
                     No tears, no fear's, I am thy chosen one.

iv.

Mo chuisle, I don't knoweth how many more breath's art left;
  
v.
                
Though if this is mine last, always remember lass,
I wilt forever loveth thee mine pet, though we hath not met, soon we shalt. Keepeth thine window open so mine spirit canst cometh and goeth freely, to enter in, and cometh out. Thou art not alone, if even thou shalt feeleth it, mine soul is mobile, I'll travel universal-global; I'll doeth all to protect thee mine Asian Noble. A hierarchy of cherub's and seraph's awaiteth me now, I think they needeth me soon, to be a poet in God's room, just looketh high, I'll be aloft the ground. Mas mahal kita Reyna, never forget these word's, they might be mine last, mine sweet Jane, mine soulmate, mine all, mine all of me;
Mine best friend..  
Mine other half
Mine life;
Mine wife..........



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Mo chuisle means- my pulse Irish tongue...
specter is like a ghost..
eidolon- is like a specter same as ghost. Unused word these days.
Mas mahal kita- means I love you more then if you add Reyna into it its ( I love you more queen in Filipino tongue)
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I was reborn last night
As she sent me a quick melody clipping of her voice...

I heard god in her words
A beauty so moist!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Me mothers cute
She's dying her hair right now
Because she's sick of the greys in her strands
So
Anyways
She has a plastic bag on top of her head
To keep the dye inside wrapped to a tee!!!
As I felt that warm bag
I said
(Mum)
It feels like a bag of sketti noodles
From spaghetti warehouse,
Lol
Not meaning no harm
As its in all cleanest of fun
As mother smiled back at me
I thought to meself,
Whether she dyes her strands or not

She's me mother
She'll always be beautiful to me
Despite how she may feel!!

Dyed hair or not
Tis
She's beautifully real!!!
Real story here lol I love me mum!!! She's cute ,(): lol......lol and when I just let mum read this she loved it made her happy!! Yes lol
brandon nagley May 2015
Lead turns into a lighter here,
While corruption blackens the fuse,
Nothing hospitable,
The buried Now are liveable to the factors of badge and gruel!

Exuberance of pallets line ten down each row,
What a sight to see being so chained down.

Cardiac pains,
Silent to creep upon Stiller's,
An encore for real life movies,
Yet this mine friend, is the dominant thriller!!!!!

Bland supervision ruins ones child play,
What beauty is on the outside?
Doth thou remember oh bill paying citizen?

Now where doth thou stay futile servant?
Pervertist,
Comrade to systematic function!!!!

Colleagues betray thou for midtown luncheon?

Do many perturb you to greatest of all lengths yet?
Didst thou trade in dead money for thine new raincheck?

Predecessor's are predatory, tenants of hatred filled temples.....
Art thouest them?
Or art thou thyself?
Thy theatrical artista!!!!!!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Mother nature bury me in
Hideth me wherein noones in
Scented by too many wins
To many sins
To count the days

Slaves to shackled tambourines
Shatty and Mrs of smitherine
Smothering
And blubbering

Dying to new day edge

They've lost their heads
Their cruel and real
European hosts
Of danger steel
High on mushrooms
Poppy deals
cometh and forth
Between the wheel!!!

Ambrosial
None
None to be found
Wherein skeletons
Maketh delightful sounds
Their feet do touch
And clad the ground
Where monsters
And clowns
Art all around!!
brandon nagley May 2015
I seeketh one who can excepteth a monster, to loveth him as a man,
Because I am that monster...
Unknown to this planet!!
Just stopping in...
brandon nagley May 2015
They tell us,
Monsters hide under our bed!
In actuality,
They lie await in rich men's minds!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
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!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I tried reaching to the moon
Only to get pushed back down to earth
brandon nagley Jun 2015
As the moon queen
Walked into mine abode ( mine life)
I bowed,
Humbly at her presence....
brandon nagley Jun 2015
The moons riding tides
To be her waves
They sucketh me in
Sweet warm undertake..
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Rest in torpor
Mi amour
I'll awaketh thou in the morn
Wherein the sun shalt free us
Balladrys we'll be
Coacting with ourn lips
Clove-pinks to essence ourn wayside
Expanse of ourn high regard
Not as the others love
Drinking sorrows to rye and hard
Exonerate me for mine day
Ourn bodies as foliaceous
Don't worry amour
I got the mess from last night's dishes
Foliose ourn quills shalt be
Thou hast gladdened me
To wake another marvelous hour with thou
How doth one do this somehow!?
She's and angel!!!!!
Tis
All I know
Intrant of this intrados
Mine all
Mine most
Mine jute berry
Lantana of mine linterna brightly accumulating
Exhilarating!!!
Lar of ourn humbled abode
Didst thou knowest
That thy heart is mine home
Tis
It is
Tis
Tis
It is!!!!
Thou communicator to God!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She locketh away in her moribund room
No locks nor keys
Inside her dark tomb!
She thinketh all and sayeth
( what didst I do?)
I'll stayeth locked
In mine dungeonous room..
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I canst stand this wretched hell called home no more, tis this place that shalt be mine death. For what shalt i haveth left? When the grotesque night walkers **** out mine last of all energies. Tasting blood again, past sin turned misery! Easily spoken for a pastor to say he knoweth demons. Hellion of teething bandits unearthed from hades. Sadistic babies. Continuous madmen of killers delight. For maby ill take a flight wherein those varmint  canst scratch nor bite. Where all is right. And repleneshing wilt come by gods own fiery sword. A place of highest compassion, shrined amour'. No earthmade door. No grocery stores to search whats all needed. Just pureness wherein no goblins nor ghouls are hatched, maintained. Nor breeded!
brandon nagley Jan 2017
O' agrestrial daisy, don't lose hope; for mine love is not fading. Ague hast hit me, thirsting to touch just one finger from thy hand.

Im a child within a man;

Im weak, hurting, eyes worn,
Drowned in no time,
One pocket and a dime,
As I seek out thy soul,
Mine soul wails and mourns.

Seeking a vessel, to sail the sea's,
I'd do anything, to get to mine queen;
Anything tis, tis I'd do, even if still far, I love thee mine muse.

Dost thou not seest, mine heart beating quick; it quiver's, it aches,
From the fears that I get.

The fears tis I get, to be thine own best, even in mine sorrows,
Darkness, distress.

I smile to impress, to show thee warmth, because O' how I love thee; even in mine own hurt.

Even in mine own pain, with crooked teeth, and an ancient way; im a soul of the past, not one of today.

When thou art cold, mine hair wilt be thy quilt, when the world try's to hurt thee, I'll take all it's filth.

When the cloud's overcome thee, I shalt be thy sunlight; when thou only knowest wrong, I'll make it all right.

When the bird's no longer chirp, i'll be that baby bird; that whisper's it loves thee, even in all of it's hurt.

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©earl jane nagley dedication
agrestrial: pertaining to something that grows wild.
Mine:my.
Ague: a mild fever. Chills shakes with cold.
Hast : has.
Thou:you.
Wails: crying out in pain.
Tis: it is.
Vessel: large boat.
Muse: person or personified force who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist.
Seest:see.
Wilt: will.
Thee: you.
Knowest: know.
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