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brandon nagley Jul 2015
2:57 am
Welp
Guess what?
Sleepy time HP friends!!!!!!

(:
Nightie night night (::::::
No!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
No!
Seraphim belongeth to seraphim,
Not cherubs to seraphim....
brandon nagley Aug 2015
In the realism of love I hath learned
We shouldst not beseech, nor hath to beg one to loveth us;
If we hath to beg for a phone call, or a letter of amare
Then we art just wasting ourn own time,
Noone shouldst hath to beg for amour'
True amour......
                           Is given freely.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
That heartache
Wherein mi amour' leaveth
I've lost mine soul
I feeleth I can't breatheth!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Maxwell House jars
To punches traded for a planetary
Mars of all cleaved rock and desperation!!!

All sarcastic inspiration
Commemorates the deeding mobsters!!!

Hogger's mincing
Cahiers tinting
Grocery bag giveaways!!!

Make it tomorrow
Soldier
And thou might make it today!!!

Enjoy thy livings
Enjoy thy stay

For vacation is noones attire!!!!

Shelter in stormy lands
What is thy quilt?
Thou sheriff of sheen filth!!!!

Serene sessions
Cometh quickly and go,

Receiving to know one
In all and all in one!!!

Trigger fingers art ready to squeeze
Closer we gasp into the sun!!!

Earthly breeze
Middle earth ones!!!

How damning it is thou extorter....

Thou loiterer
Of pale grey cold nighted sweets!!!

Nose of fire
Deckage of wires
To fathomed Kodiak's
Of ink jets !!!

Wake up call hast finally sounded
Panther eye's wait to swindle!!!

Release knowledge
Release power of the toes
That fit in the sandal!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
(Darlene)
Countless nights
I spent awake
Tossing and turning
But never could sleep

(Brandon nagley)
Countless hour's
Of depression's power
Silence is all
Though demon's mess with mine Slumber...

(Darlene)
I've layed here for minutes
Though it feels like hours

(Brandon nagley)
And the hours to mine brain
Wrap around me in deathly sleep showers.

(Darlene)
My eyes are dry........

(Brandon nagley)
And whilst these eyes art dried
I contemplate suicide
Take the ticket? To young to die?
Until now I'll try, pray to god for asleep
Yet these legs art sore, mine neck is creaked.

(Darlene)
I just want my blood to be leaked...........

(Brandon nagley)
I just want a freedom from me
A freedom for sleep
God doth thou heareth me, I'm tired
This bed is wired, the phones on fire.
Must I go on this hellish night routine????


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©duo with me and Darlene
Me young friend who's kinda new here wanted something to write about she said she hasn't slept in four days so I'm trying to be a friend and help her write... God bless
brandon nagley Jul 2015
See others meet their soul mate's whilst their one life they liveth on earth,
Me and mine soulmate met long ago ages not on man's Richter scale,
But in a past life,
Wherein time doesn't keep itself...
brandon nagley May 2015
They want to take me,
They want to maketh me be what they want me to be!!!
They want to break me,
Shake me down, floor to ground, where mine blood boils to a freeze!!!

Medication wilt not soothe,
Ridiculers smile for a **** to get thine fill of empty sensations lost pools!!!

They want a capture,
I'm left in thine rain,
Tempering pains, lord oh lord or where is thy rapture?

They want to use me,
Showeth me off,
Abuse me,
Thou sick personal hero!!!

Thy dollar amounts to nothing!!!

Thy thoughts are made up of everything,
Yet no plurals!!!!

Leteth me escape in peace thou no gooders,
You petters of soft emotional beings!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Without words,
                           Actions have no meaning
Without action's
                           Word's are cut and bleeding
With both
                          They make one masterpiece artwork
For one doth not outdo the other,

Tis,
     Their sister and brother!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
As i layed down on the old shoe polish porch
At the bottom
Where the river rests

I felt armistice
The slight whisp of Chinook camphene...

Loaded with caffeine
Lost in a dream
Of what could be?

A camphor smooch I seeketh to wake to,
Camomile drunkenness,
A bagged ducat, that I can keep safe and unseen!!!

As she shalt fadge me
To badge me
As I grab her in a romanticism novel hardback!!!

Ourn bodies tightened
Secretion smacks
Deeply to be immersed!!!

A temple
A ladder to god
A church!!!

To serve another as angels
As ourn creator to fasten ourn spirits as knitted sweaters!!

The worse goes away
For with one all things to get better!!!

Homely in ourn mansion
Though not made of brick and dust
Created by will,fate, and trust

Consumed by ourn hacer el amor!!!(love-making)

A knight hood
Of stories
Thou wouldst tell thy children before bed!!!

Tis,
We are them!!!
Tis,
They are us!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
An aberration I am, abject from the Chimera's I've run across. Tis, their charisma cometh at a cost, as ourn head's and ourn heart's get lost in the moment!!!!

Chronic charlatan's maketh one feeleth infinitesimal, insinuater's as the vegetables, slowly creeping in with an innate falsehood....

Gregarious they art,
Putting on an act
As Lucifer.....

As he portrays guile in their way's!!


As whilst their gravity of their affections couldn't be as soo much farther from the truth!!!!

Nominal in all stagnation.....

Nebulous bringer's of happiness,
As tis....

They art not happy themselves!!
Just made up good poem ():;::
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Sometimes
Just walking away,
Not looking back
due to the pain we shalt feeleth.......
Is the best answer,
Though we shalt always forgive...
Just looking back isn't an option anymore...
brandon nagley Jun 2015
!!!nopoem oops sowwy LOL
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Dont read me...
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Poem gone sorry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
There's no reasons
To ask question's  
of eachother,
For we both already know
That we art already together!!!
brandon nagley Oct 2015
Distant lover's
Both overworrying that the other lover wilt leaveth;
That's me and mine Jane, that's amour', tis were soulmates.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication- Filipino rose
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
These lips are dried
I needeth spit,
These eye's are blind
From lonesomeness!!!

This skin is cold
I need ones warmth
Tis a soul
Of relic torch!!!

Mine heart is pounding
Im drenched in sweat
Their only tears
Of wanting best!!!

These pupils fatigued
Fading twins
I seeketh a beginning
That has none end!!!

The bed is emptied
No pedals layed
I'm still a fool
A lonesome slave!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
This northern chill is freezing me
To mine marrow
I needeth seraphim blanket
To covereth me as a sparrow

I'm shaking from the frost
Tis its mid June
I seeketh all affection
For one to lock me in her room

Tighten me in her tomb
And throw away ourn route
So noone shalt find us
No worrying nor doubt

I needeth her satellite coverlet
To play ourn kiddish games
Under ourn window pane
****** carnalism smoothed in febrile roulette

To be invisible to the other's
Just ourn own come-hither now
Naughtily ****
Bodie's blast off by sonic sound....
brandon nagley Aug 2015
A poet isn't one to followeth the rules of poetry,
A poet's writing
Cometh from the soul;
And the soul hath none rule's....
Thus the word's from one
Art words of freedom...




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Levulose
Dextrose
Tootsie of mine amour!
Caramel skinned
Winged appendage
Mine mi amour
Pet
Dearest
Hunny
Nearest
Spain's wave of shining sparkle
Calm beau
The peace in me
Is the home in thou
Nose candy
Thou ****** queen
Turneth me to butter
Spread me as dreams
Taketh me mine fein
Thou fein's for me as I thou
Mine queen of heaven cloud!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Fidelity is strangely hard to come by amongst bandits and naysayers, does a dream seem a thousand years? And shall that thousand years last?  
Or abruptly halt to thy end!!!!
A muse is word of choice,
Backtalkers who have no voice show strength!!!
Boomerang spitters continue to be getters of pleasure of sin,
Art thou out? Or do you fit in?....
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....
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I seeketh that vehement hospitality
Nothing shy
All open
With one proud to be

I'm sick of dreams
I'm sick of screams
Like a baby with no milk

I seeketh one
For this blood to be spilt
And her to pump this broke choked heart

No jokes
No farce

No remorse
No darts


Crumbling
Mine brain is swelled by clotted destruction
I canst function

Sick and disgusted by these wanting's of hands to stroke mine face
A separate place

Wherein no man doth enter
Wherein me and her are the center

Of ourn own universe!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I don't knoweth about thou,

But i wish I hadst wings right now...

To flyeth,
Far
Far away
No tomorrow
Not another day!!
brandon nagley Jan 2016
This isn't a poem, just a letter for anyone who cares of the poetess Nicole dawn... Whether you know her or not, she wrote a simple poem yet saddening titled- ( goodbye) all the poem said is " I'm done" ... So for any one who has read this please try messaging her, and support her.. There's another poet, human being. And more importantly a soul's life on the line.. And I see this daily.. Not just with miss dawn but with so many other poet's, who aren't just writing what other poet's consider "depressing poetry". Simply its a suicide note.. Yet others didn't seem to know this. And others may see poems like that daily.. But instead of skipping the poem, remember half of you who were down and out and lonely at one time , and maby suicide even crossed your mind. Wouldn't you want someone there? Some may say no, only due to the fact misery speaks that to one, and demons are good at tempting people to not want to live anymore, though fact is even those that say no I wouldn't want help, NONSENSE!!! we're all soul's, we cry out. We laugh, we love, many cry, some hurt. Some are tortured by very real demons ( not just something in ones head or in stories ) this is reality what's going on.. So instead of passing the next poem you read saying ( goodbye) how about messaging the person saying that, and put aside your issues for the day, and give your self to another.. And your time to them for one second, love is the answer. Not selfishness, not wantonness, not greed. Or all about us. It's about that person's poem you read ( goodbye) the soul you passed by. The poet, a poet like you. That you passed by.... Please give Nicole dawns poem a look. And message her. Because surely, any dying soul would respect and maby still be alive from your message... Thanks for reading, and btw, God wants us to help another, listen to another,love another... Not ****** another with words, or hatred, or envying, or back talking. We can choose to help another, which helps your soul, or we can burden our own souls, and turn away from another soul, that could be you...

God bless,
Brandon Nagley
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She wasn't hatched from some yolkish egg,
I saweth her in a past time at birth
Created by God and Spain...
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Today I shalt waltz, gently with a smile
Putting behind me pains, and heading toward's the mile;
The mile of the sunshine, that's coming down upon mine face
I feeleth free today, and pleased arrayed, no feeling of disgrace




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry




Note; from the help of true helper's and backers of me on here. Thank you all for kind words and love and listening to me and caring for me...love all of you HP poets.. No hatred here
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...
brandon nagley Jul 2015
I guess
What feareth me the most
Is feeling like
Im the only one in this...
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I plaster her name all over this page
Not for the world
But for her
Mi amour'
brandon nagley Aug 2015
In factual, and genuine amour'
It's not about what we canst recieveth back from one;
It shouldst not be about expecting anything back
In true amour,
We giveth ourn soul's and amare candidly,
And taking the risk;
Knowing, that we mightest not get that same amour' in return
Though we still do it,
Because we loveth them;
Whether they art a family member
Or a lover.
In evident love,
We giveth
Expecting nothing
In return....
That's what truest love
Shouldst be about;
Though I seest
That type of love is dying in the world
Sadly....

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
To fly away,
That I want to do,
To shy and play,
Not in a world so cruel!
To be an infant,
In foreign destined lands!
In places not known to man,
Neither to me!!!
To fly,
To be free,
No court gesture's
No false writings,
Noone may I pesture,
Only invitations for invitings!
No half dipped kisses,
But a mouthful of bliss,
No worries, no hurries, no terracing ones ditch!!!
Just a flight to glory,
A mount planted with our names,
A plaque given as trophy,
No media fortune nor fame!!
Just two karma lover's,
With their world around them forgot!
Wrapped soo gentle as present,
Proceeded amongst the docks!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Truth I've noticed,
( the more one telleth others the truth)
The less likes and follower's the truth giver gets.........

Dire truth!!!!

People run from what they do not seeketh to hear
Things that scare them
About their own selves......

As their head's they keepeth dug in the sand....
But see,
The truth giver don't need liked!!!!!
He just seeketh to giveth truth one doth not seeketh to heareth!!
brandon nagley May 2015
I don't just want to feel ones flesh......

I want to feel their whole being, I want to connect to ones soul!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
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
brandon nagley May 2015
I want not to be just a memory stored in the back of someone's historical bank,
I want to be thy now!!!
Thy forever!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
TACO'S!!!!!

Mmmmmmmhmmmmm

Mine favorite ();
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