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brandon nagley May 2015
Picturesque perfect airfall!
Shines beauty between greeneries rebirth,
A torch or a curse,
Do we relight new tablets?
For they were here once already!!!
Dying and steady the piano keys stroke!!
Outdated, unveiled, uncloaked,
I'm fresh as the molecules I take in!!!
A representation of sin,
I play unwillingly.
The kneeling beings are approached about the throne,
Where heavens mine home,
For where is thine own young panderer?
Star wanderer of unknown distortion!!!
An old age misfortune has vexed thy crazed,
Enchanters!!!
For ive seen thy lanterns,
Now I must be guided!!!
Where thine guests are not invited,
But given all grace freely...

Wilt thou collect thine ruby onshore?
Peaceful galore...
brandon nagley May 2015
Memory lane,
Why has thine own self been stripped from me?
Ripped from me as a lover to a train!
Kept a captor,
A Dreamweaver of a non believer of all your shame!!
Dissarayed unspoken vows go silent,
Displeasing displays of dreadful day's unfortunately stay violent.
A concentration camp for the next man ahead,
For the boisterous instead,
They save segregated seats!!!
No brocade to be handled,
No martyr's near by to that, that ride of fine scandal's!!!!!
A bonfire lit for criminal's,
Maximum turns to minimum,
Nothing stays clean,
All messages subliminal!!!!!
Restraints of rusted clasp,
Afraid of death,
That I am......
No newspapers, no printings,no blueprints,no plans,
How scandalized art thou type? A-way finger's!!!!
Where star crunches fill for Zinger's in a box of kited complaints.
Soo little seems faint in these computer ******* mammals!

You would swear their from below,
Diseased they breedeth, unfortunately grow!!!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Where is the palliation? Parochial visions of blank t.v's fuzzed by all Excruciation!
Paradigms of paradoxed love all come around secretly, yet I see them in plain sight. Panacea night's broken to hot bedded springs, parsimonious money launderer's pocket's grow, while children die to sing!!!
The paucity of romancers so pensive to me, perennial, bicentennial blows strong onto every sneeze...
A perfidy of things so strange, word's of slang, to ghetto walls of brick!!! Eye's glued, bomb's on the move with shells from mistakened and sick....
Why so many pojoritive scholar's I ask? Ties to their neck's, with shutgun shells ready to blast....
Perjury of judges, to Schemer's and dreamer's of pernicious luggage....
Where can I find such one who won't make me their perquisite? One to replenish me,
One who shall satisfy me whole as I them!!!!!!!
To an ancient beautiful feast!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
SOMEONE HELP!!!!!PLEASE WE NEED HELP LOOKING FOR HEIDY BATEN A RESIDENT IN LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA SHE'S SCREAMING FOR HELP PLEASE PASS THIS DOWN REAL EMERGENCY NOT A POEM PEOPLE
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Me llama su mi amour ', pero también reina mía, estoy siempre con ganas de más, de esa luna que residen en los sueños de las minas .... ( Spanish version)

English version+

I calleth her mi amour', yet also mine queen, I'm always wanting more, from that moon who reside's in mine dreams....
brandon nagley Feb 2016
ι.

Her vιѕage ѕнone ιn тнe ѕтarѕaleт ѕalυтaтιon.
Her reѕιdυe, oғ ѕυnѕтreaĸed groove; O' нow
Holy waѕ тнιѕ ιnvιтaтιon.

ιι.

Oυrn ѕтory waѕ long тιмe overdυe.
Waιтιng, paιnιng ғor one-anoтнer;
A ĸιng, a qυeen, a poeт;
Hιѕ мυѕe.

ιιι.

Aѕ тнe color'ѕ oғ yellow, green and вlυe,
We ғυѕed, ιgnιтed, вιrd'ѕ eхcιтed;
Taĸιng oғғ ιn wιngѕpan oғ
Kroѕнonтυѕ velaвeeм.

iv.

Loѕт lover'ѕ, ғoυnd agaιn, wιтнιn
A dreaм oғ aιѕleѕ we ѕwaм; ѕqυalιne
Beaм-ѕнιne, paѕѕιon ғroм тнe dιѕтanт
Age, eхιѕтence oғ Cнrιѕт'ѕ cнoѕen. Once
Enтoмвed, now awoĸen. Bonιeѕ claѕped,
Spιrιтιnιυм υnвroĸen.

v.

Marвle'ѕ opened, тo тнe grand, тнe new.
Dιvιne вooĸ вeғore υѕ; ιn тнιrd-нeaven
Trυтн. None мore тнιng'ѕ тo нoldeтн υѕ
Bacĸ, none мore нencнмen, nor тнe nooѕe.
Necĸ'ѕ ғree, lιғe'ѕ ĸey, тo paradιѕal ғιrмaмenт,
Allelυιa we ѕιng.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Visage is a person's ****** feature. Or face.
Shone means past like shined.
Starsalet- is a word I made meaning ( starry sunset)
Salutation- means greeting in old form.
Kroshontus velabeem- is a phrase I created meaning+ ( amazing speed.)
Squaline is another word I created meaning- divine scribing...
Bonies- a word I made up meaning fingers.
Spiritinium- is a word I created meaning ( the spirits momentum)
Marbles I say here-- I mean the eyes.... Marbles.
Paradisal means- like paradise. Heavenly.
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Atramentous bedroom
Sicked by splotch of white
Mother drunked by sattire
Father high as Franklin's kite

Dancing the cumulus
Breaking the heat
Dogs seem harmonious
Ghetto streets

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

Shavings to fill the wooden panels
Loose hairs to come off head
Kittens to amuse thou
A forceful taking end!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I want to sing her lullabies
I seeketh to hear her tone
Though tonight she wants none of me
So mi amour' ill leave alone );;;
brandon nagley May 2015
Tis,
On this Friday night,
This lonesomeness has smothered me soo,
Now I need a respirator!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
The light-holes in the dusk art our's
She cometh from the moon
She resteth upon mar's....






©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa angelica dedication
brandon nagley Jul 2015
The legion of mine zeal for thee
Outreaches unknown boundaries,
No barbed wire to holdeth me back
Just a ( I loveth thee to mine mami) (  to mine love)
And a ( I needeth thee now) oh papi ( from mine love)!!!!
From the one I sit on hold....
Slang we shalt speaketh as peasants
But ourn amare richer than most,
To guide her by mine allegiance
To bathe with her in comet lighting toast...
Her jazzy sensual patois
To pleat me in mine king throne bassinet,
The queen to taketh mine angst
And lie me in a dream I canst forget.
She whispers deeply secrets
As mine ears perk in excite,
Her eyes burn voluptuous through mine
She comforts me at night!!!!!
I canst never tread off
From the only familiar ***** rose,
I've toldeth thee all long ago
We were past life amour's of long beginning show.
The asteroids we used as projection
To maketh ourn way here,
Yet now the earth's ending
We must return to infinate angel years...
Ourn Chronograph's don't telleth Pace's
Only ourn soul's affection for eachother,
As a monarch of the Luna atmosphere she is
Twas I was sent here to bring her back into her home
Mine arms.....
Mine eyes
Mine mind
Mine soul
Mine spirit......

Wherein she already knoweth she belongs!!!!
As tis
She was mine
Long before she ever kneweth it..
brandon nagley Jun 2015
As a revenant
I stood in front of mine own body
And held mine own heart in mine hand
It was bleeding
For mi amour' to giveth me all....
Tis outside mine carcass
I saw!!!!
A revenant is a spirit who comes back from dead for you who don't know
brandon nagley Feb 2017
Many contrive du-jour fêtes to make love look self-evident; whilst the taken hold hand's, making locution the regular, in letters they trade off into lusting hands.

Winsome cut-out caricature cards, sell fresh off the press, whilst lovers meet at bars; to await the next years
Valendine.

A holiday for only once in a darkly year, as the meanwhile divorce rates spike from cheaters, woman-beaters;
Amour's no longer of the creator, but made to be the abzere.

Mine jane, please do not fear, I know I mayest not hath much, but a soul and spirit; I connect to thine.

None inauthentic word's, or thoughts you'll find;

Only what I hath to give thee.

The indigenous necklet that grows around this neck, a buttoned up longsleeve, that holds mine back;
With a black vest that caresses mine chest- with a smile I hardly show
Because of mine soda stained, missing teeth in a mouth where
Poetry speaks of pain, yet where
Affection is created by mine tongue
That creates wonders and Shame.

I hath not much material thing's, though material is temporal; not fit for kings and queens.

As I hath thou, as thou dost me,
I hath not much mine jane; though
Thou dost hath the key.

The key that open's this beating
Heart for thee; wherein mine
Love is always seen, in the
Specks of thy eyes.

The more ourn love grows, it burns
As a wildfire, I hear the wedding bell's
Require; ourn calling in
The distance.

©lonesome poet's poetry
©Brandon nagley
©earl jane sardua nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
Word meanings:
Contrive:create or bring about.
Du jour: something enjoyable, short lived.
fêtes: celebration, festival.
Whilst: while
Locution: word or phrase.
Winsome:-attractive or appealing in appearance or character.
Valendine: word I made meaning(Valentine death).
abzere:word I created meaning( worldly, fleshly, of the physical having god not in its core, no existence without god.)
Mayest: may
Thine: yours.
Hath: have.
None: no.
Thee, thou: you
Thy: your.
Necklet: necklace.
Dost:do.
Wherein: in which.
Ourn: our.
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

South eastern
Asian otherworldly;
Design, of antediluvian time
Twas, i was inborn in the poetry of thy mind.

ii.

Aloft on the high's
Sith the beginning long ago;
The origin never started
Twas already eternal.

iii.

Preordainment was conceived
For me and thou;
We kneweth eachother in the butterfly nebula
What a breathtaking light show.

iv.

I promised thou then
That I wouldst never leaveth;
Mine queen, thou art the only one, earl Jane nagley
Please alway's knoweth that, and believeth.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Sith means since old English terms....
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Crystalline teeth
Latex feet
Cashmere clothe
Beddened sheets
Underneath
A ribbon wrapped body!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
A ******* on the cornerstreet pole
A prisoner tatted in sleeve,
A girl and boy who lost their soul
I am them, they are me!!!

The ****** in the alley
The sickened lost and starved
The cancerous and the sicken!!

All together they come hard...

The nurse in midnight hours
The firemen in redberry truck
The bullied and innocent
The wartorn kids of greed and lust

The gangster beat in
The one stuck in sin
The demon possessed of men
The marvel sitting in the corner

The wearied, burdened and lost
The one who feel of no worth
Queens and kings at such a cost

The artist and the poet
Sit hand in hand and watch
They can see all the beauty in the pain
That the rich class forgot!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Mine amare
Ride the storm with me
For thou
I shalt be there!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
The rein is vastly emptied
The blood flow seethed and stop
His vessels took no actions
His heart gave from sudden throb

His admiration had all left him
He hath withdrawn from natural world
He kept magazines as trophy's
He kneweth not women
Only girls

He spat upon the distance
And treasured his own makes
He gaveth up on love
He figured tis all fake

He wore no modern regalia
As drag just wasn't of importance
A drag of his death stick
A drag of Rigamortis!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Tis easy to say to one
Thou art looking for love in all the wrong places,
No!!!
I've been all the right places,
With all the wrong people...
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Ring around the Rosie
Pockets full of lonely
Heartbreak to heartbreak
Mine heart crumbles down!!!!
Remake of ring around the Rosie song lol for kids just cute poem not really heartbroken +(::::
brandon nagley Jun 2015
One ringy dingy
Two ringy dingy
Three ringy thingy
Wilt mi amour picketh up?
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Maby I'll just
Stick
Mine
Head in the sand
And
Hope
For the sun
To dry me
Out
And for
This soul
To rise
From mine
Body!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Man madeth robot his queen
And turned queen into a robot!!!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Poets,
         The rock stars of the art world.......
Since everyone sais poet's art crazy....
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Tis the lightbulb went out
The sanctuary's gone dim
Mine vitality ****** from under me
Hell grabbed be in its abyss;

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa  Angelica dedication
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Elsa Angélica
Reina de la luna de la medianoche,
Anticuerpos de la oscuridad
Mi amour 'mío desmayo suave,

Elsa Angélica
Affuse abajo alma mía
¿En castellano Ourn del yacía
Para que todos seeith en la página corriente principal,

Picotazos Cassia, sudor convento
Multa de goteo entre las líneas
Estamos espíritu de la antigüedad en la búsqueda foulard
En donde otros de a nosotros arte ciego

Elsa Angélica
Glaive al dolor de la mina
Me sanó con tu canto América
Sólo soy una bestia volvió esclavo noble
Una visita obligada española a la mirada del poeta ....

Elsa Angélica
Ingrowing enamorada Ourn
Me Inhale a tu café almizcle,
En donde se tira por el empuje decisivo
Y de la celestiales nuestras de por amanecer y al atardecer ....

Me Kyanize, voy de Kudo thou
No lasitud, no hay gruñidos larrup
Calles de pasillo caballerosidad dorada
Capa del sol, con Ourn propia sonrisa de

Sólo una luna de un sol en la trayectoria de directos
Sin dolor, ni la ira, libre al fin ....
Sintiendo la explosión universal,
Almas que pasan, entrelazados como uno !!!!!!
( Spanish version)




( English translated)

Elsa Angelica
Queen of midnight moon,
Antibody of darkness
Mi amour' of mine gentle swoon,

Elsa Angelica
Affuse down mine soul
Wherein ourn castellan lay's
For all to seeith on mainstream page,

Cassia pecks, convent sweat
Drip's fine between the lines
We're spirit's of old in foulard quest
Wherein other's to us art blind

Elsa Angelica
Glaive to mine pain's
Healed me by thy Latin chant
I'm just a beast turned noble slave
A Spanish must to poet's glance....

Elsa Angelica
Ingrowing in ourn love
Inhale me to thy coffee musk,
Wherein were pulling by crucial ******
And the celestial's our's by dawn and dusk....

Kyanize me, I'll kudo's thou
No lassitude, no larrup growls
Streets of gilded chivalry aisle
Cloak the sun, with ourn own smile's

Just a moon an sun in direct path's
No hurt, nor anger, free at last....
Feeling the universal blast
Souls to pass, entwined as one!!!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Oh hopeless romantic
Wouldst thou walk for thy love?
Hopeless romantic,
Thou may sayest that thou would live for her,
Yet shalt one die?

Oh hopeless romantic
Wouldst thou kiss her in front of the crowd?
To embarrassed art thou?
Thy mouth speaks openly,
Yet thy heart dont seem to loud!

Romantic
Wouldst thou dine with her in bath?
Bubbles and wine glass
As two da Vinci's of new days age!!!

Romantic
Thou art to a slave
To moribund days as I!!!

Romantic
Get the beam out of thy eye
For thou canst see clearly!!!

Hopeless romantic
Thou may buyeth her roses
Yet does thou pick out its thorns?
Canst handle truth?
Hearts torn?

Romantic,
Wouldst thou give thy other half thy soul?
For she is gold,
And thou art aluminum!!

Still dumbed!

Canst thou see the queen up on high beside thou?

Forgetful hopeless romantic!!
Question here is! I see so many soo called hopeless romantic ones on here! Yet would thou give thy life to one? And actually show the one how you feel? Ask your self that ?
brandon nagley Jun 2015
His romeo sized amulet
Broke in a thousand pieces
As the queen mocked ( off with his head)
Romeo Gaveth up the spirit
And turned doppelganger of dread!!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Omnipotent juliet
the one of shakespearian recital.
Je suis thy wholly inamorato.
Dans le roi of thy sublime reason;
As tis
thou are mine only *****. . . . . . .
MINE SANCTUM. . . . . .
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Spanish version with some french words in it ();
Juliet Omnipotente, te uno del considerando Shakespherian. je suis tu totalidad inamorato, Dans le roi tu de tu razón sublime, como tis, tú eres el único que tengo seno. santuario mío !!!!

(English translated- )
Omnipotent Juliet
Thee one of Shakespherian recital
Je suis thy wholly inamorato
Dans le roi of thy sublime reason,

As tis
Thou art mine only *****.
Mine sanctum!!!

French words in both translations are these+

Je suis - means I am
Dans le- means in the
Roi- means king

Translated from french to engish..

Sorry used french and Spanish and old English here.. Strange I am today lol
This poem has old English words in it as I always use also some french words in English version and Spanish version!! Dedication to mi amour'
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I tasted the rain drip from her rose pedal eye's
Tis,
Soo sweet!
brandon nagley Dec 2015
Tis, she is,
The rose
Without Thorn's.

She wrapped
Mine heart;
In petal's adorned.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( dedication)-Filipino rose
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Daughter of God
Apple of heaven;
How saccharine
Thou art; mine
Rose of leaven.

ii.

Hallow, thou art;
Glistering child.
Thine strand's
Art dark; an
Onyx stone
Mile.

iii.

Haunt mine mind,
Cometh on in; forget
Past time's, soulmate;
Best friend. Anew we
Hath become: where
brook's of spirit arriveth
By the sun.

iv.

None needing, nor want's
None falsehood here;
Or clown-like stunt's,
Just the purity
Of thine tender kiss.

v.

So wish thine wish,
And dream thy dream's;
When thou shalt wakest
Up: thou shalt be staring
Into the eye's of thy king.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
brandon nagley Jul 2015
In the old middle east
I went walkin',
I've noticed they've forgotten their God
As their moral's went rotten

In the town of Jerusalem
The city of Jehovah's light,
They threw bombs throughout the city
Turning day into night....




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
Oh man,
Yes you can keep your secrets now!
But in death,
All shall be revealed openly!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Man shalt seeith a broken soul
As another ruin,
But I seeith
Soo much beauty
Lost and not found!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
Proposals of intermediance, pearls to girls of sunshined radiance, playful tactics ruin the feeble mind, where states are select best of roast, biggest of all checks!
Pay it forward uropian mix-match of everything best!! Keefe pebbles to match rebels on machines called J-Pay, some get out early, retreaters and women beaters in their cages must they stay!!
What a day when all will be one, to not muse and pretend that were dumb, but to realize where and what we are!!!
Fast lives,
Fast cars,
Doth thou have all that thou needest yet?
Hath thou gotten old?
Didst we forget?
Remedic comforters,
Strategic Plunderer's of downfall Capitols!!!
Quotas you cannot meet if your presidents of Debauchery's height!!!
Thy ancient falcon,
Timeless pitching,
Your a runner in thy night!!

Neuraligias numbing stretches the tied suit evils,
Lorn away,
Away,
And away!!!!

Lingual we are when the lights call you for action!!!!!!!

To tired for innocent play?
brandon nagley May 2015
.is it the thoughts or this life that scares you the most? Or both you suppose as a ghostly image you walk alone! No television nor phone can ease you, men cant please you, for they only plunder an take! Heartbrake! You want that cuddiling warmth an sensation, like child to the blanket, a godess you are indeed. In the stars do you succeed as your blood moans the moon. For where is thy tomb? In your own bed? Your own room? Riddled with nightmare affects, canst thou see your caress an kindness you give to others? For whos the one another you seek? A wretched man or your jaulting happiness? Where sadness is gone one day for you to sing songs hand and hand with your truest of lovers!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Yes
Tis
I do admit......
I tend to wanna rush things
BaD iDeA!!!!
Yes ive always liked thing's the ,( fast and easy way,)
Though look where that got me.....
(PRISON)!!!!
As the saying doth go....
If thou seeketh something good,
Than I must haveth patience.....
How true is that statement!!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
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......
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Saccharin
                             ( lay it on me Spanish queen)
brandon nagley Jul 2015
One asketh the question,
What is this thing called love?
One word I shalt giveth thee......
                                                      ­   SACRIFICE!!!!!!



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
The world's forgotten true love. They know lust. But in love we sacrifice all for another.. Even for God. If you believe in him... We give all our hearts and souls to another and lay down our lives and souls for another if its friends family or our lover's... Yet noone will sacrifice these days. On this earth, not found to me. Sadly. Maby à select few. And I am so happy to see it when I do... It's a blessing to see it, just painful to not have that /:
brandon nagley Jun 2015
The sad thing,
When one walks away after giving all their best!
The other one never noticed
Until their gone,
Then the other being who never noticed.....

Realize's they were blessed !!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Tis sad yes?
How other's don't realize the other person's love
Until the other person walketh away....






©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Not for noone, for all, who have given another person love and the other person didint see the love the other person gave them until the other person walked away, tired of throwing their love away... Sad truth!!!
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Into her warmth
Into her warmth;
Is where I seeketh to be.

ii.

Into her soul
Mine home;
Abode,
Where I canst be alive
And free.

iii.

Into her warmth
O' the place of her torch;
That burneth brightly and free.

iv.

Into her soul
Mine safety abode;
Where there's a spiritual bed
For Me and mine queen.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley-Filipino rose dedication
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Salamat, I was abjected now uplifted
Salamat, for the gift of life thou hath gifted;
Salamat, for the lung's thou hath given
Salamat, now I'm free, not a slave, I'm living.

ii.

Salamat, for thy smile in the dark
Salamat, thy beauty is God's spark;
Salamat, once moribund, now shining
Salamat, I'm moving forward, not rewinding.

iii.

Salamat, day's ahead art full of grace
Salamat, queen of Yahweh, messenger to the human race;
Salamat, forever we wilt be
Salamat, empress of Asia, mine Reyna, mine sweet.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication-filipino rose
Abjected means in archaic biblical terms-  casted out or abject means outcast...
Salamat means- thank you in Filipino tongue.
Moribund means at the point of death..
brandon nagley Oct 2015
i.

I thought of the former second's
Hours, day's night's;
How unaccompanied and lonesome I felt.

ii.

I remembered, even whilst being with former
Others, how I kneweth mine heart and soul for them wasn't meant; as mine prayer's to god was sent, the pain I dealt.

iii.

As tis the time was uneasy for me, knowing I couldst be in the crowd, with none to truly loveth me as I them, mine soul screaming loud; lord where is thine angel thou hath prepared?

iv.

As tis I thought last evening, through all mine sorrow's, pain's, and dreaming's. God, mine father heard me, as I wept, and slept;
How he waited for me to go through mine trial's and tribulations.

v.

As after going through prison, through cell's, through false dealer's, in real hell. I, remembered last eve', god doth not do thing's in or on mine time; the creator doth thing's in his span.

vi.

Not according to the way's nor law's of men, but to him, as whilst I layeth down happily looking at mine queen through this faraway screen, I hadst the thought, God gaveth me the answer to what I've prayed for a long whilst; he gaveth me jane, for mine health.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
brandon nagley May 2015
Where her preponderance takes over rainbows will overtaketh thy dark cloud, the phantism of her queen screen projection is for all to daydream of!!! What a riddle shell leave you upon thy emptied tray, her mysticism and mystification can leave a bruise upon thy name!!! An atlas of lost time, shell pursue to all oceanic depths, a mall thief of unbelief, she just could pile all thou has left!!!! An intensive heart throb to maximum proportions, she will jeer you to distortion if thouest forget her special occasions!!!
How lovely is thy own grass when it withers? Still leaving behind sheers of myrtle grove? She will dissavow your heated warm loathe.... Discerning one, disclose me all the way, where is thy key to ones disorderly dungeon? The embellishment to all real estate!!!!
One whom I can fascinate and rellish to mine and hers own doings!!!!!!!
Note- this is not about a real women lol just sounded fitting to me (): enjoy eh friends!!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
For yes,
Do I know that man canst save a mans soul,
Only our created offers salvation!!!

Yet,

I seeketh a woman,
A queen,
A cache to emancipate me!!!!

A nectar drip from the tree of life!!!
brandon nagley Nov 2015
I don't do drug's, I am drug's-





Salvadore dali quote......
If you don't know who Salvador Dali is he's one of mine favorite artists born 1904 died 1989...  His works from the 60s were very bizarre as if something out of a pink Floyd film lol... He was an amazing artist and bizarre man though a mind of a genius and wasn't the same as all other artists of his time. He stood out being different and bringing beautiful strange works... As the melting clock painting which is popular...
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