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brandon nagley Oct 2015
Plush gadget men, strapped with rounded green circular things, pig's of high class weapon. Mustard seed, to ghastly. Their deed's ***** and satire flaming. Guillotine wagon's to be put into FEMA cache camp's, the 200 million man army to cometh, a false prophet to bloweth mind's, wherein crime wilt seemeth as a prize to the suckling babies.. Rat's and scabies to infest the white pillar mansion! **** thy cigarette's and fathom, what thy blue bowling ball couldst hath been. Calleth it greenhouse gas, I sayeth get out the gas mask's and survive the fan flying ship's!! Martial law to be given as commandment's, citizens shalt turneth ****, normal wilt be blood running down thy alleyway signs reading (STOP) the red paint to be the mark of the martyr's, desolate and slaughtered. The day wilt be shorter, as night to colden longer. Suicide vests to be strapped to the terrorist chest, as mothers turneth against brother's, and sister's against father's! Heart's wilt faulter the man's conscious thinking, the skeleton's wilt be stinking, as the maggot's of hell doth rise ... New age Rome to collapse as a domino on grandma's stove. À triumphant death, the devil wilt smile, until his days art outnumbered by the chariot riders, of Jehovah's miracle Mile..........


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Prophetic poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
Dearest of propheteers,

What is it that thou fears the most in this shortest of lives?
Is it the lack of essence that responds to you?
Or the abundance of death?

Is it all the paper's with faces on them thou has spent?
Or the all of nothing thou has left?

What is thy deepest desire?
Thy lonely attire sticks out amongst the preppiest of crowds,
Thine nonsense goes nowhere now!!!!

Honesty has become thy surest of all enemies,
Few is much when the poor have plenty!!!

Death thou coward!!!
How is it thine self puts up a fight when I'm locked into solitary?

Involuntary I throw these sweat clinched tasting fists,
Place thy worthy bets to all booky lists!!!!

Reality no longer seems real to me,
A steal indeed if the tag is brand new!!!!
brandon nagley Aug 2015
I'm the prophetic freak on the corner
       Holding up the sign;
                       "The end is near"
                               Whilst the crowd point's and stare's......
                



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
I choose one man hath not marked, a
Prolific being in attire,
A woman of fire and dying spirit,
As me I request!!!

No stricture must I needeth,
Just one that speaketh of ages own wisdom,
A memorandum in finer detail!
Imprisoned in daisies and ale!!!!

A conundrum prize I want to unravel,
As she figures out mine best parts,
Ourn surgeon's to place our hearts,
Side by side in sterile concentration!!!

Nothing disinterested, just mavericks of axiom lax,
Where are bones make maps to lead us to the undiscovered!!!
A father to make a mother,
With child doest I seek!!!

For can I only speak?
For me that is...

Hopeless romantic art thou dead?
To the world's devilish charm,
For you've been tractable Soo far,
Yet nothing's changed!!!

Break mine chains,
Fecund capricious,
I'll accolade thy nitches,
As a seal of promise would I splendor!!!

I do not wanteth one to brook me,
But to shake me to this lowly downed core,
To feel her in every pour,
As erudites we shall shape shift!!!!

Evanescent I've found is reality!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
As thy worldlies do,
Why hide mine amour'?
Why hide mine feelings?
If tis real!!!!

Amour'
It would be naught!!
If having to hide.......

I am an intimate being
Unlike any other thou hast never met
Nor ever will meet,

As I proudly
Banner mine love

With a parade of roses
And a throne,
                        To carry mine queen upon!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Province acreage dies for one to tilleth its deserted range
Wherein cement meets the grain
It's love wants to be an emblem upon the world's and celestial's mapped blueprint........

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

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

Depletedness licketh...  


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

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

Sold its soul.....


One of old,
Superannuated doppelganger.....



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



By me( Brandon nagley) - ( lonesome poets poetry)
brandon nagley May 2015
This heart stops,
Chataclismic disaster,
A rushing sound fills mine head,
Rushing and working, realizing I'm dead...
A popping sensation explodes these brainiatic molecules..
I step out side mine self..
I see the surgeon's and nurses,
A scapal bloodied and marked, I see the stars and an arch..
I hear all words being spoken as if no one may see me,
Can anyone hear me I yell?
Through a tunnel I fell,
Downwards to thine pit...
In a cell made of spit I can see the snakelike creatures,
Hungry for human spirit!!!
They try to bite and they gnash,
I bow to hands and knees,
Crying!!!!
(Lords prayer comes to mind)
For the demons eyes go blind,
As suddenly......
I'm pulled up back into the tunnel,
I'm starting to regain compassion feeling and pure muscle,
I feel Alive once again,
Washed from these sins,
I see mine own self....
Standing...
With ark angel Michael with the universe on his shoulders
I feel instantaneously overjoyed,
No more sin, no skin void,
An angelic choir I can hear in the background,
As the father's son comes forward..
His light in twixt to your own,
As no need to speak with your lips,
But telepathic gestures...
Your and his thoughts grow bigger,
As around his throne room you shall bow../
I was saved somehow.......!!!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
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!!!
#ea
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Her megacosm luminaries
Streaketh the Spanish fairy
A kismet of no forget's
All clean
Sanitary
No caution here
Take off thy wordly shoes
Cashin's shalt not be rationed
Jazz and rock and roll blues
Instant sanity
Ground to kava beans
Queens and kings
Hopes and dreams
Splendered
******* Dusk's
To smell her musk
To break her unease
To dry her tears
To wipe her feet
To crown her empress
To shine her in
To get a glimpse of heaven
To forget all mine sins
To create a totality
Made of ourn own cerebration
Catoptric intellectual gifts
A boom of sonic
Mass concentration!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Her psyche inhaled and imbibed me in
As her universe is like a Monet of modern strokes!!!
I felt an electrical jolt!!!
brandon nagley Sep 2015
Hєя pєяıѧpţ
ıяıԀєsċєňţ;
Wһєň яєғʟєċţıňɢ ţһє suň.


©ɞяѧňԀoň ňѧɢʟєʏ
©Loňєsomє poєţ's poєţяʏ
©Eѧяʟ Jѧňє ňѧɢʟєʏ ԀєԀıċѧţıoň
Poem reads for you who dont see because of mine fancy new keyboard lol it said

Her periapt
Iridescent;
When reflecting the sun.
periapt means an amulet worn or a charm.

Iridescent in other words reflects like a rainbow or rainbow like..
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She deserves better
Than an earthbound peasant
Like me,
Though I'll forever loveth her

She deserves a real king!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Thine distinction between thou and me oh man is,

Thou would call her thy rose,
I would call her mine queen!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
On mine knees I shalt give her wed
For her I'd become a fool
I'll let her into mine kingdom
Wherein she's the queen who rules!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
We shalt dance
As fairy tale waltz
We shalt sway
In nudeness of trough's

A ticket
Its gold
A wrapping
Packed soul
A queen in the kitchen
A man in invention mode!!!

Inventing a luxury dinner of the two lover's favorites!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
One king
Waiting in his castle;
For one queen.






©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Queen in crystalline
A king in black,
Taking a mansion
Or sleeping in shack's,
Loot doesn't matter
In their humbled abode,
Dressed to impress
Eachother ****, with none clothes,
The world doesn't exist to them
O glorious light,
They maketh love to the moon
And the sun awaketh their sight's,
They flyeth to Neverland
Up aloft the blue orb,
A child of a boy
An adolescent girl,
Shaker's and tambourine's
Piano for sound,
They waltz in the bare
With their feet in the cloud's,
Their amour' bounces
The cosmic wave,
Unbound to the celestial
Freakish romantic's in a cave,
Isolated from the new age stress
She layeth her head on his stomach, her hand on his chest,
All the best, though tis a dream all to me
Laying here alone; none ancient queen....



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Just a story about true amour and two lovers being as kids with another forgetting the world around them open and bare to each other!!! Raw love in best form!! Isolated away from all.. Yet so open with there love... This story is about noone made up hopes (:
brandon nagley May 2015
Empathy Victorian,
Simplified hysterian, for kings have searched your musk!!
Til dawn this til dusk I will wait down by the shackled bank!!
I'll breathe air through thine tank,
Where the fish and morsels compare in all tail,
Show me thine veil,
Empathy Victorian I seek the most!!!
brandon nagley Jan 2016
i.

Queen O' queen, this is thy king
Queen O' queen, this is thy king;
Put thine amulet, around thy neck-
For me.

ii.

Queen O' queen, this is thy king(10,9,8,7,6)
Upon saturns ring's, a beloved dream; (5,4,3)
Taketh mine hand, glideth the moon's with me. ( 2,1,liftoff)

iii.

This is thine king mine dearest queen
Thou hath taken me far away,
To the places only known
By saint's and those whom pray.

This is thy king mine dearest Queen
Erelong love, tis thine hope I cling;
And I'm higher in the most
Ravishing way. Erelong dove,
We'll maketh love in a holy way.

iv.

For here, am I dancing on the cosmos,
Beyond angelic tunes,
Thine eye's of cocoa tides,
Blend's inside me
As I rise.

v.

Though we've passed the universal edge
I'm peaceful in thine presence
Alive or dead; I feeleth the dark matter-
Bubble around in mine head, as Nirvana's
In ourn sight's, Zion's breath.

Queen O' queen, looketh ahead
The stream's; their flowing as
Milk and honey tree's
Touch ourn feet,
A tranquil homestead.

vi.

For here, am I dancing on the cosmos,
Beyond angelic tunes,
Thine eye's of cocoa tides,
Blend's inside me
As I rise.......


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley(Filipino rose) dedicated
After listening to David Bowie's song space oddity today. The song got stuck in mine head! So decided to dedicate a poem to mine queen based off of the tune space oddity by David Bowie. This is a dedicated poem to Bowie's remembrance as well not just a poem to Jane! Rip me Bowie, lovely old soul. everyone has been speaking of Bowie's older music which I Love and always have.. Though if noone has heard his last song I put out two days before his death called ( Lazarus) you should listen to it. Really his last words. So hauntingly beautiful though so depressing as you could see him being eaten away by his cancer fighting.. And video shows how deathly he was. Though his last song Lazarus was amazing!!!!

And btw erelong means- soon.. Or shortly
brandon nagley Jul 2015
If thou hadst one day left here on this rocky place,
What wouldst thou telleth thy lover?
If thou hadst only one day left?
I think I'd telleth them of mine love....




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Reality smacked me hard
As I looked into that harsh disagreeing mirror
The reality of dying young
The reality of how sick I'm getting
And how  I feel
If only
God could take me the quickest way possible..
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Distressing
All's well
All's not
Words not spoken
Not needing to be said
Should be clearly seen
Yet tis not
Nothings fixed
He quit!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
The only time wherein everybody wilt loveth us;
Ourn own funeral.







©facebook quote
brandon nagley Aug 2015
ILLUSION OF CHOICE

There are;
1,500 newspaper's
1,100 magazine's
9,000 radio station's
1,500 t.v station's
2,400 publisher's

OWNED BY 6 CORPORATION'S
And 272 Executive's
That control 90 percent of what 277 million
American's SEE, HEAR, and READ!!!!!!



©Facebook quote
I looked all this up and found out the top six companies who own the media and time warner is one of them with five others they own all networks on TV they own Disney which BTW Disney is one of the six.. Here's list of all six
Owned by all rich men part of higher societies like bilderburgs and freemasons all proven factual
#1- time warner- owns lots of stations
#2- walt Disney- go figure lol
#3- Viacom
#4- news corporation
#5- CBS
#6- NBC

You gotta go online look up six corps that run media and see all channels they own so on they own sports they own it all... And putting out alot of lies on CNN even fox news which I sometimes watch and I still watch CNN though dont like to because all lies they tell and people high up pull their wicked strings. Also MSNBC liar's.. CBS liar's NBC liar's... None truthful Maby then select few who higher people above news station has these good people who fell what news and media are doing and not letting out all truth on gvt secrets and what really is happening is the world and wars and our own gvts plan for all of u... So people like mine beloved Glenn Beck I like alot predicted years ago before Isis he said there would be an Islamic rise called a caliphate ( also known as Islamic new world order ) that the Islamic Isis wanted to create just like the terrorist group Muslim brotherhood who funds al queda which BTW funny thing about that lol
Our own Mr obama has invited many times people who have connections to Muslim brotherhood or ties also meaning with terror groups to speak and pray at white house? While they take away prayer in school? Really!! Wake up world and America who Mr President is .the veils being torn open as he's showing himself now to others ..people by millions are having dreams by the millions of obama chipping people!! Forcing his new order which will come very shortly in mine opinion and millions of other quote-crazies lol. People are dreaming of the press... By countless numbers of him ruling and killing... As I've seen native American chief online talk about his dream of obama u should all look up chief and Obama dream. Look up to on YouTube peoples end times dreams with our president !!smmmm yeah by the millions friends!!! wake up.. Bible talks of this
Revelation 13:16-17King James Version (KJV)

16 And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads:

17 And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name
That's revelation 13: verses 16-17 as obamas own health care ironically passed before court oh the land passed another law....side by side this happened... And in Obama's new care for health it is stated for all to receive electronic device to be implanted in those by 2017.... Which is mark of beast.... The Antichrist other words... Think I'm nuts? Look it up everyone is figuring if out... As I heard pastor I like tell his congregation on TV he was on a plane. And he met an athiest on plane telling the pastor which BTW the man who said this to the pastor also works as gvt health  care person under Obama. And the man told pastor quote- obamas new health care has in line right now to chip everyone according to his new law. Which matches all facts on RFID chip ready by or before 2017!!! It's shown on YouTube people meaning test subjects getting it put into them by needle its injected between fingers in hand. Also bible stated in forehead it will be to.. It's the mark of a man 666.. Meaning antichrists number for him... This is happening people and soon will.. I've read a statement just this year of a congressmen saying in article All congressmen and political peeps are taking money outta banks now as we speak. And it's all about to crash as jewish tradition states this is year of shitzvah. And year of shitzvah all times its happened like 9/11 destruction example! If means economic crash!!!! Wake up... Chips are coming... Antichrist I believe dearly is here with his false prophet the pope to bring all religions together as he's doing.. As these false media. Lenders . are lying not giving noone truth! And when truth is spoken there fired... Wake up!!!!!! Which BTW gvt meaning president had a law now to be able to tell what the media can post on TV and articles and what not!!!!! What a scam!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Quoter's art just that,
Quoter's!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
In that cut slice moment
To mine wrists
As she said
(I can't do this)

Mine heart
Cracked
As glass
To a lonesome mirror

For tis I
Did nothing wrong
But show mine own amour'

Pain radiates to mine brain
The blood of these veins
Gashes the floor!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
He stood
On the edge
Of raven claw cliff
Jump
Not jump
Give up
Giveth in
Give up
Giveth in

No!!!
He jumped
Gaveth up!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Ravenous as sly dog
Avid upon the street level
Seeking annuity
Smells of the sensual

Languishing wanting
Vintage yearnings
Come greeteth me to mine death
Take the blade from among mine neck
As the flow is decorated with turquoise shield

For wherein's the real?
Of Shakespherian romance
Tired of the same old play,
As some tis say

Broke by night
Released by day

FRINGED hair cometh out

A smile I couldst say that I haveth
But truly a lie it shalt be
When shalt one giveth their all
To loveth all of me?
brandon nagley Jun 2015
They sayeth Poe's Raven yelled ( Forevermore)
No!!!!
I'm that Raven,

I screamed
                   ( Mi amour')
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Sometime's tis best
To read the poetry;
Rather than write it.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Today don't feel like writing much... Down and depressed today.. So better to read (::: as you all have beautiful writing!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Amare,
            heartbreak nightmare!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Chained
Hanged
To crow's surrounding me to muck river strange....
Tall,
Thin ones,
Strange ones,
Gangs, punks of slum,
Wherein skylight meeteth dusted brilliant haze!!!!!
Fluorescent laughs all passeth to fail,
Leaders bewilder
As none nutrition gets me!!!!!
Quick for skin to only turn pale............
Yellowing eyes,
Tender to their touch
Paintings of spirit's
Underground
Bought with a price...
Yet not for very much.......................
Apple trees cometh and goeth,
This earth hast darkened for me.
None more mid day fun in salted snow
Boats ride by cautiously
Honestly their engines gore of thunder to flame.......
Life vests of survivor's
To daughter's of slaughter
Scorched to catfish slimed stains!!!!!!
Orange sky's,
A smooth ride to all those who climb aboard!!!!!
Waiting to be taken high
And heavenly in the clouds
I shalt meet the lord!!!!!
Prison poetry.......
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...
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Sleep
In dream land
Where things may be dreams
But also reality as well

Best of both worlds!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Maby I'm the only one who wants reality
As for me
Im more than real
I am real!!!
I'm me!!!
brandon nagley Sep 2015
"Real Love"

All my little plans and schemes
Lost like some forgotten dream
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you

Just like little girls and boys
Playing with their little toys
Seems like all they really were doing
Was waiting for you

Don't need to be alone
No need to be alone

It's real love
It's real, yes it's real love
It's real

From this moment on I know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing
Was waiting for love

Don't need to be afraid
No need to be afraid

It's real love
It's real, yes it's real love
It's real

Thought I'd been in love before,
But in my heart I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing
Was waiting for you

Don't need to be alone
No need to be alone

It's real love
Yes it's real, yes it's real love
It's real, yes it's real love...

©Earl Jane nagley song dedication
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Oh man
Oh saddened man

Calleth thy wife a *****!?
When she is thy wife!!
Calleth her thine slave
Tell her she doth nothing right
Thou slappeth her
To gain full control
**** gets thy kicks doth thou?
Technology got thee hooked
As thou sayeth (,,oh welllll)
Make her a bruting beast
Telleth her to cook thy feast
As other women thou shalt talk to
Late at night!!!!
Doth that seem right oh man????
Giveth her a rose
When thou has cheated on her
Try calling her a rose
Even better
Thine amour
Telleth her thou wilt leave her
If thou canst control
Tell of murdering her
When she finds out thou art a mut, pig and dog!!!
Oh yes
And before thy wedding
Why did thyself except that bachelor party????
Because the other dogs pushed thou to do it?
Or thine own decision?
What in the world was thou thinking
To see and look at and probably cheat with these women who doth not love thou....!!!!
As on both ends
Women do the same thing
They cheat
Haveth a fling
Before their big vows
What a vow that is eh Lovers!!!!!
Man thou hast lost thyself
Women thou hath lost one another...

For truth yes is harsh
Yet harshly needs to be spoken..
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I hurt her,
So I took a tack to mine hands and feet
To ease her heavied twine....

If only I could turn back the hand's of time!!!
brandon nagley Oct 2015
WE ÐIEŦħ
DAILҰ;
T㊉ BE REB㊉RN.




©BRANÐ㊉N NAGLEҰ
©L㊉NES㊉ME P㊉EŦS P㊉EŦRҰ
brandon nagley Jun 2015
The new city
I await to be ascended
For hath we planted or vented
The bullets we pile upon mounds?

Wherein creation dumbs down!!!

To mammal inferiors!!!

For God is superior
Haveth we lost that translation?
Wherein the cities
And nations
Hath become their own diety!!!

Spewing mouths
Canst hardly be fed
Wherein the living amongst the dead
Are non-compassionate!!!

Loosen
Or fasten it
Thy belts likely to come unmanaged
Where's the advantage
In the hate thou war among another?

Sister and brother!!

Hath thou forgotten thy kin?

For thou lost all
Nothing!!!!

Is it thee that shalt win?

Thee greedy of new-aged Noah's generation!!!

Is it fornications
Ability
Of **** and *******
To liken thine senses?
For where art thy lenses?
Thou Freemasons of mother earth!!!

For its thy curse
Thou hast brought
Amongst thy children

Thy diaries
Art thy legacies!!!
brandon nagley Aug 2015
When thing's seemeth to be going good
That little red horned devil
Satan;
Seemeth to findeth his way
In.........




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
Were always so expeditious to estimate one another,
Yet when at the same time we step into that glass mold thyself call's a mirror,
That glistened lookalike hasting back at thou,
Points back,
And rehashes thine own self!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Rebirthed
Not risen in three day's
But two.........

The holes stik seen
In mine hand's
And feet!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Tramontane concoction
Alien's of different worlds
Consummate's of relations
A sinner boy and angel girl

First class textings
Between the two of them
Pastlife Amour's
Meeting again in love and best friends!!

Maximal feelings
She calleth a dangerous thing
Yet for eachother
Ourn hearts due flutter
Were two bees without the stings

Cryptic strings
Angelic harped
We seek the moon
And rest at parks

We are two
Yet one in spirit
Forgotten the world
Made poems our pearls
As her voice I draw to hear it!

Her *** appeal
So overriding all the rest
Yet the rest has none anyways
For its mine amare
Tis the best!!

She's not the rest
For that I know
I gaveth up the world
Gaveth her mine soul

For I hope she knows
How much for her I adore
She's that spice in ones head
When life's gone dead
She brings happiness to mine door!!!

Ive never felt this before!!!

And tis
I won't!!!
I shalt not leave her
Yes I do believe her
She's mine Spanish rose!
Mine Spanish queen
And Spaniard dream
Where ice creams stacked
And dripping cream
Sensuality means!!
She's high to me
A throne in glee
A song and tease
I seek her tree
To lie under it
To tasteth her spit
And **** her wine lips
To grasp her tones
To feel her hips
To pull her hair
One stroke at a time
To take a dive
Inside her mind
She maketh Me see
When I was blind
She turned back the clock
I forgot all time
For her I shine
For her I love
For her I'd die
Please
Dont cry
Mine amour
Of mine
Thou art so fine
In a life I never knew
Make me thine husband
Please break me through!!!
Divinity from me soul
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...
brandon nagley May 2016
i

Tíѕ í αm juѕt α ѕlαvє,
ѕєnt вч Gσd tσ mє
α wσmαn; A quєєn
σf wєlkín'ѕ wαч'ѕ.

ii

Tíѕ í dєѕєrvєth nσt,
σnє σf pєrfєctíσn;
Vєrílч ѕhє'ѕ thє dírєctíσn
whєrєín pєαcє wαlk'ѕ.

ííí

Whєn ѕhє tαlkѕ,
pѕαlm'ѕ mαѕѕαgє hєr tσnguє;
whєn ѕhє αѕ α вαвє rσck'ѕ,
thє mσσn dαncєѕ thє ѕun.

ív

I thσught tíѕ í, thαt
cαmє tσ ѕαvєth hєr;
thσugh ѕhє cαmє tσ
ѕαvєth mє, α pєαѕαnt
σf thє єαrth.



©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley (agapi mou) dedication
Welkin's heaven's, firmament.
Verily truly.
Wherein in which.
brandon nagley Jul 2015
I see mine queen, her brown eye's, to,
I see her view, so much beauty, so true
And I think to mineself
She mine mi amour'............

I seeith the sky with her moon, moon of night
The luminescent sun, with her smile so bright
And tis, I think to mineself
She's mine mi amour'!!!!!!!!

The colors of her words, so unknown to mankind,
An angel of God, a writer in disguise...
I seeith her showing love, asking other's ( how dost thou do?)
She's just being her, as tis she loveth helping me and thou to...

When I heareth her crying, I heareth her moan.
She's mine all, I'd taketh her pain, and cleareth her white as snow
Because I think to mineself.......
She's mine mi amour'!!!!!

Yes, tis, I think to mineself..........

SHE'S MINE MI AMOUR'..............
Remake of what a wonderful world by Louis Armstrong.... I made me own version for mi amour (:
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i.

Next to the seashore
Of Boracay beach;
Seahorse's oscillate
To the turquoise seep.

ii.

Dawn turneth dusk
As the firefly's light;
The hole's in the sky
Burning brightly, heaven's sight.

iii.

Mine inamorata valentine
Covered in seasalt salve;
Out of the deep blue
She arise's from the shell's.

v.

Walking toward's me
Coming mine way;
We lay upon ourn blanket
Whilst cuddling, reminiscing the day.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
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!!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Reno, if a troll messeth with thee, forgiveth them
Their bound not free.

Reno, when the clown's maketh bad choices
Silence them with silence, not voices.

Reno, thou art a dear friend to me, so I thank thou
For always caring, and sharing what tis I believe.

Reno, thou art a being with class, and hopes art high,
Be thyself girl, let the poetry like bullet's fly.

Reno, we've been through this same type of hell,
Yet we don't quit do we? We're not trapped in some cell.

Reno, child of the lighter side,
Open thy mind, continue to expand, taketh that freak poet ride.

Reno, west coast poetic, like medicine thy word's art alphabetic
To soothe a person's bad day, into happiness in cool shade.

Reno, I shalt continue to back thine wonderful work's
And even whilst its us others do hurt, showeth them love always!

Reno,
What a blessing to all of us thou art
Reno,
Poetess by birth
Californian muse heart.....


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Reno dedication/friendship dedication
I'll make more friendship poems soon (: just thought of this
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