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brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

We all
Are servant's;
To someone in the end
Though thou shalt chooseth, God of Satan mine friend?




( bob Dylan put it a good way in the song serve somebody, " well it may be the devil, or it may be the lord, but were gonna have to serve somebody" . end quote... Truth.. Who will you choose.? Christ or Satan. Free will for you to choose, its your choice that sets your destiny alone.)


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. ( john 3:16)
( john 14:6)
6 Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

O' heavenly host
Entwine to mine
Ghost.

ii.

O' empyrean
Pure pedestrian
Of Elohim.

iii.

O' throne bearer
Protector from terror
And fear.

iv.

O' Earl Jane Nagley
Mine life
Mine wife.

v.

O' mine soulmate
Mine heart gate
To yahweh.





©Brandon Nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication \filipino rose
©Lonesome poet's poetry
empyrean means from the heavens.
Elohim is another name for god in Hebrew ..
Throne bearer is singing angel...around gods throne.
Yahweh another name for god in Hebrew ...
brandon nagley May 2015
Art thou arbitrating an anecdotal end?
Thou apparition of past anthropologist's enlivened to enormity and feline fiasco bend..

Paupers come in packs,
Patter soo bicuriously the patrolmen and thine percolaters match!!

Penal supplements calm nerves of shredded steel,
Pawn broker's to choker's,
Satires greatest wheel!!!!

Come all ye scapegoats!!!
For now you've one to blame,
No debit cards , no yards to take off to,
No torment to shallows fame!!!!!

Amazing grace for how sweet is thy sound?
How young is thine ground?
When one may come and go!!!!

No tunneling through promontery snow,
Yet beautifiers of nature's naturality!!!!

How come thou seeketh out others,
Only to find thyself?

No crystal italic ball to showeth you thy way,
Nor any lead to help!!!

Reiteration of emotion replenishes only if for a few,
Solely I need dire solace listener!!!!

Temporal fixtures and hangings ignited to one fire worked display,
Timid footsteps expanded by black and of Grey!!!!

This thorax goes pained!!!!
Underlying velvet cruor from one to be undervalued and drained!!!!

How hapless to be stood up wherewith your at captive!!!!

Welfare is nowhere to completeth me!!!!!!!!
brandon nagley Aug 2015
השטר של הדולר
נפילתו של האדם;
של הפתק הקטן של לוציפר.

( Hebrew translation)

( English version)

The dollar bill
Man's downfall;
Lucifer's little note's.



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©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Feb 2016
i.

Mine doting of thou,
Is not wilting amour;
Mine love is more
Then floating, outside
Thy door.

ii.

Even in mine woe,
And caging dolor;
I shouteth thy name,
"Sweet jane' mine girl.

iii.

Whilst even in mine
Suffering, and the
Battle I'm in; with
Satan and his lackey's,
I wilt step upon them.
With thy help, and God's
Discipline, Jane O' Jane,
I'll soareth to the highest
Apex, mine plume's to expand,
Wing's to stretch; Yahweh's mighty
Word, to push them back to the gates of death.

iv.

So mine Jane,
I telleth thou this;
I'm not losing amour,
Nor am I tenderness.
I'm in the stage, of trans-
Figuration, O' soon queen,
We shalt meet in blissfulness,
Beautiful apparition's. Ghost's of
Old, ancient soul's, we'll tasteth
Cascade's of mezmerdade; bralishas
Of barinthia, thitherward the province of
Ourn holy one, next to El Shaddai, meaning
Elohim, also Jehovah, mine Jane and honey-
Bee. Aside the Almighty's throne, And elevated
Seat, his son Jesus Christ on the right- garbed
In robes that floweth with the vim of life. As there
Shalt be none need for the sun or moon, the creator's
Ourn light. A place that's right, wherein there art none wrong's,
Ourn sin's art forgotten within the angelic song's, these song's wilt be sung, on a basis of eternity; none ending, just befriending of the saint's at God's feet. Wisdom shalt be deep, from the beginning of ages, none more false prophet's nor greedy men to ruin the nation's, Concord within ourn Lord shalt follow the month's, as Jane, mine swain, it wilt be in this time's happening;
It's still thee I shalt want. So hold on tightly, don't let loose of mine hand, we'll trounce these dark bearers, and pour holy oil upon their head's, None more wilt they torture us, as they'll flee instead, before of ourn Lord, Jesus Christ, the risen, the man, the son of God, ourn protection, whom hath arisen from the dead.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Doting or dote- means adore- or adoring.
Wilting- as a leaf. Wilting away.
Dolor- means a state of great sorrow or distress.
Whilst- means while.
Lackey's or lackey is - servant or servants...
Wilt- also meaning archaic form ( will)....
Transfiguration- a complete change of form or appearance into a more beautiful or spiritual state. ( for me inward)
mezmerdade- is a word I created meaning- mesmerizing undying beauty.
bralishas- another word I made means- juicy lips.
barinthia- is a word I made up meaning ( bountiful or "abundant" era, or time.)
Thitherward also means thither- or to or toward a place.
Yahweh is a name for God in Hebrew form.
So is Elohim, and Jehovah.
El Shaddai- means God Almighty in Hebrew tongue. If you are confused why I use Hebrew names no I'm not Jewish if you know Christians we use same name for God as the ancient Hebrews -( Jews do) except most Jews don't except their own real Messiah Jesus like us Christians do . as the Jews should be doing.they've mocked Christ their own messiah from the beginning and will look for a false savior and messiah ( Antichrist as spoken in Revelation.) Though God loves his chosen Jewish people and wants them to return to him. As many will. Though many will be
Decieved by the son of perdition, the man of sin ( the Antichrist)..
Swain- means young lover...
Trounce means- .rebuke, conquer or punish severely.
brandon nagley Sep 2016
i.

Mashiach, I beseech thee; sculpt and mold this hardened heart, for thy Glory's part; to be shown
Unto men. I quiver as a
Gun's trigger, mine
Cry's do fly to thee;
As mine wailing
Like life, hast
None end.
Blot out these fleshly lusts,
Taketh away these desires; wherein
Hell consumes me to smoke, mine eyes sunk in from stress, mine clothes cigarette sprayed- by the ashes I've tasted, and the sin's I've engaged. God Yahweh, help me remember thy merciful, tender, loving Way's, forgive me today, cleanse my soul and mine veins of all  carnal destruction. Without thee lord, mine god; I canst not function.

ii.

Creator, maker of all afore and after,
God of the living; Jehovah of the eternal hereafter. Be a guiding lamp to mine dearest Jane's feet, walk with her, talk with her, for she doubt's at times as me. Makest her believe; showest thy warmth, and give her all she need's; as only thou provideth. Thou art ourn daily bread, let us not slip- but ride the clouds instead. Pity O' pity, hath on us lord; ourn bodies art thy vessel's, inside them the love thou doth store. I prayest this as a sinner, a thief, a liar, I prayest as a law-breaker, a deceiver, a shyster. I prayest as a broken man, in need of thy touch. I prayest for me and Jane, for thy mercy again, almighty; almighty, god of love with none end.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Prophetic poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedicated( prayer as well for you poetic form)
Mashiach- means Messiah in Hebrew spelling.
Beseech- ask or implore, beg...
Thee and thou,- means you.
Thy- your.
Wail- cry of pain.
Hast- has.
Taketh- take.
Wherein- in which.
Canst- can.
Afore- before.
Jehovah is a Hebrew name for god just like Yahweh and Elohim..
Hereafter- life after death.
Makest- make.
Showest- show.
Provideth- provide.
Hath- have.
Art - are.
Thy- your.
Doth can mean do, or does. This one I mean +( do).
Prayest- pray.
Shyster- con artist.
brandon nagley Dec 2015
i.

Mine love and I art stellar,
We cometh from an open
Window; through the here-
After's crystalline propeller.

ii.

Mine lass is pure, she
Passed from an ancient
Door, one of cherubic
Amour', O' almighty
God; thou hast sent
A rod of electrical
grandeur.

iii.

Whilst the sod neath
Me and Jane's feet shalt
Cook to a swelter; and the
Globe explodes with demonic
Soul's into satanic shelter's, and
Whilst humans killeth, stealeth,
Driveth out; and thus plunder.
Me and mine consort earl-jane
Sardua-nagley, shalt be secured
And endureth, the spell that the
Globe's under.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedicated
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Her angel dust,
                          giveth me moon beam ******!!!
brandon nagley May 2015
I seeketh one to cuddle me,
In cold nights,
And empty dreams!
For now I lay this soul to rest,
Tis I'll ponder the gardens of emptiness,
I'll hope for a love,
A bird,
A feather,
A pear to pick,
Mine finger I'll *****,
For blood to be ourn vows
Which becometh love letters!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
A wraparound escalier
Rosette's to wrap ourn Dud's
Rebels to society
Low and high class thugs

Epicurean phenomenon!!!!

A Cosmo's to macroism's
Plasma to holy force
Phatom's of ourn own opera
As yen to take its course

Homage to ourn own castle!!!


Excretion to bare ourn name
Wild gluttons
Barbarian untamed
Spelling eachother's name

In hieroglyphic memorandum!!!

We shalt travel beyond old Egypt
We shalt gun the pagodas
We shalt peep the shrines of gosha

As in giants we shalt become!!!


A convent well maketh many babies
Basilica's of the angels
Seraph's of treaties

Shalt we sign ourn admiration in blood?

Tis
Yes
Tis
Love!!!

Kirks to keep ourn reme
mberance
Friary's to be attentive
As the mutuality

Shalt be sweet mine aimer!!!!

No distance shalt be to far
No rancor to blow ourn hearts
No hot mustard to stain out tarts

As Madrid shalt wrap us between acacia posie's!!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
To many just heareth thing's
They don't careth to listen
Yet what they don't understand is;
That's why we hath so many wars
Whether with gun's
Or word's,
If only others wouldst listen...




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

I shalt venerate her
In all of mine hour's;
Given I was a gift
A rose budded tower.

ii.

She is aloft
The stellar scope;
Prosperous I am
With her as mine hope.

iii.

To live without her
I canst not;
Alleluia I recite
In her quintessence, her spirit I'm locked.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Δύο αλλοδαπού
που συνήλθαν σε ξένη γη;
η ανταλλαγή ξένης γλώσσας
την ανάμειξη εξωγήινη αγάπη

( greek tongue)



( English version)

Two foreigner's
meeting in foreign land's ;
exchanging foreign language
mixing extraterrestrial love.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©あある じぇえん
brandon nagley Jun 2016
(greek tongue)
i.

Ένδυσης της αγνή
ένα παραθυρόφυλλο του προτροπή;
Espied θεραπείες , Girt μέση του,
δεν είναι σε τάφο, δια του παρόντος
υπερβατική πηγή έμπνευσης.

ii.

Αμετάβλητος θέλεις να είμαστε
συναντιούνται για νεότητα , η δική μου κόσμιος βασίλισσα;
Κανένας πιο ζωντανό μέσα ourn ονείρου,
μόνο εσύ και εγώ , ορυχείο μετριάζεται γλυκό.

iii.

θελεις ανθύλλιο του αψηφούν earthbound μυαλό των ανδρών του, που τόνος , που τόνος , θαυμάστε τους ? του είδους του Θεού.

iv.

O ' σε ourn χρόνο , O' εκείνη την ημέρα,
sup μας μαραίνονται , στη ζεστή αγκαλιά;
Ο Θεός να είναι ο ήλιος , το φως για ourn πρόσωπο ,
Αρχοντικού για να μας οδηγήσει στο σπίτι , πέρα από τις πύλες μαργαριταρένια .








(English version)
i.

Apparel of the chaste
a casement of exhortation;
Espied cures, waist's girt,
not in a grave, herewith
transcendent inspiration.

ii.

Immutable shalt we be
meet for newness, mine comely queen;
None more living inside ourn dreams,
Just thou and me, mine tempered sweet.

iii.

Floweret's shalt defy men's earthly mind's,
They warble, their marvel's; of heaven's
Kind.

iv.

O' in ourn time, O' in that day,
Sup we wilt, in warm embrace;
God to be the sun, light's on ourn face,
Mansion's to lead us home, past the pearly gates.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane Nagley ( àgapi mou dedication)
Apparel of the chaste
a casement of exhortation;



Apparel - clothing.
Chaste- pure, clean not currupt.
Casement - window.
Exhortation - Encouragement, or council. This is used as encouragement.
Espied-  . discovered , examined.
Girt- wrapped around.
Herewith - with this ( archaic form ) as all these words are.
Immutable - unchangeable( as God is unchanging)
Meet- Suitable; agreeable; fit; proper.
Comely - of a woman ( attractive)
Thou- you.
Tempered - combined.
Floweret- small flower.
Defy- openly resist or refuse to obey.
Warble-(of a bird) sing softly and with a succession of constantly changing notes. ( Many who have died gone to heaven and have come back to tell their near death experiences in heaven I hate word near death when these people actually die brain and heart dead and all have different stories yet all speak of Christ and God the father and his angels and their loved ones. And colors in heaven not on earth rainbow scale. And everything is alive and has life in it including grass trees and many have spoke of the singing flowers that sing praise songs to God constantly and are so beautiful a black man who died almost an hour from what I remember almost an hour spoke of he thought they were angels singing which angels do sing with people already up in heaven praising God constantly. An angel was showing this man the mansions christ spoke of in John 14:2 where he tells his followers
1Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. 2In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. 3And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. 4And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.
He told us he goes to prepare a place for us as he did and its ready now though most of his followers aren't ready including me and I need to change more things in life asap what's happening now in world. Anyways moral of singing flowers many who have died and seen heaven will speak of the singing flowers who sing praise songs to God as the black man was mentioning was being led around heaven by an angel as the black man asked who's singing those glorious songs..... the angel told him the flowers are singing. As everything has life in it in heaven!!! Everything !!! It's all living!!!! And i can't wait to see it!  I wonder if anyone's ever tried to pick one of these singing flowers I told my mother I'd pick some if allowed let them sing with me!!! Hahahahahahshha I'd love it!!!
Sup- eat or dine.
Ourn - means our.

Will upload this to SoundCloud.com in about twenty -30mins have to record it first for anyone who goes on SoundCloud.com to listen can follow me at Brandon Nagley! And again thank you all for support and hoping all my fellow writers are doing wonderful today if not write me I'll make you smile lol! Your friend Brandon Nagley!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Nostalgic butterfly's of confectionery Felicity
Whilst the draft sways to ourn archaic old style fenestella
Thou wilt be that Cinderella
As I mineself shalt be thy consort savior!!!!

Sentiments to hang as beads
Wherein ourn pictures wilt mark the streets
A Spaniard a Greek freak leaving puddles
Of ourn good tidings!!!!

Daisies shalt grow
Around ourn ancient abode
Yet even with none home
I already knoweth thou art mine roost!!!

I'll giveth thou confidence
If thyself shalt giveth me a boost
And telleth me
Thou loveth mine all

For
Tis I make mistakes
One day a beast
The next an angel
Yet canst thou forgiveth me?

For thou art mine flower bud rose
The comfort in mine toes
In between wherein the warmth never fades

Taketh me tomorrow amare
If thou dares
Do not leaveth
For we got now!
Today!!!!

For whilst I'm still a fool
At least I can say honesty
I'm a fool for thou!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Supernaturally,
                           I shalt leave mine body
Tis,
     Its far past due...

Tis,
      A simple adieu!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Her pellucid aileron's
Upheaved me from that Hades
Her Artistry's done by god
Copied in van-gogh paintings!!!
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

In the archaic agora
Stayed apothecaries, money changers, and tradesmen;
Governor's with grape stained sin's
Himation throw over's, as for women a chiton, white garb glint.

ii.

Betwixt the sea human being multitude
Were the many different Greek's, and the Grecian Jew's;
This locale was vibrant, a theatre nearby where the soldier's couldst escape from the war, whilst fighting made market new's.

iii.

A poet I was, listening to homer, and the philosopher Plato
Whilst Aristotle read marvelous novel's, whilst Aristophanes gaveth me a laugh; and Hippocrates showed me doctor's notes for the generation's to cometh and pass, Sophocles to giveth fun task.

iv.

Off in the distance was a lass not from around mine Greek land
Her skin a little darker, her eye's **** wick's, ablazed, her sheath Asiatic tan; she hadst no brand, she was not formed by any human creator, her tropical hair, swayed to the Mediterranean.

v.

She was struggling, fighting for her life from the cyclops Polyphemus, I ran quickly to her rescue, pulling out mine xiphos;
She passed out from the trauma, her pupils rolled back timeful
As I woketh her with mine poetic Lip's, giving her life, greek kiss.





©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry
When I use all the names in this line

A poet I was, listening to homer, and the philosopher Plato
Whilst Aristotle read marvelous novel's, whilst Aristophanes gaveth me a laugh; and Hippocrates showed me doctor's notes for the generation's to cometh and pass, Sophocles to giveth fun task.

They were ancient Greek astrologers poets mathematicians, intellectuals. Stuff of that sort... Its amazing mine dads brother mine uncle went on ancestry.com and has mine Greek ancestry as well as mine English French swiss to all dating back on dad's side from years ago especially greek side mine family line on dads side comes from ancient Corinth place Paul preached in bible..., as well found out had FAM members came over on mayflower ship to Usa from all over england..  and have French side dating back to 1600s a.d..and swiss side dating back around same as French since France and swiss border another.., just amazing learning all this... As mother's side dont have whole history just know mums side is mostly Irish and Scottish and some Cherokee native American as well as French to and little bit German.., so yeah that's all me,lol,enjoy,,,
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Deepest desires,
Wishes not fulfilled...
Casting a loving spell
Numbing one like pills...
Farce doctrine
Spread between the line's
No if's, and's, or questions,
To release one from their mind...
Just a life of happiness
That spits from the tongue,
A lounge do I seeketh
Wherein all canst be kisses and hugs...
Blood runs deep,
But with water it doth well.
I shalt climb the devil's dune
And smile as I will...
I won't be held back
By a fake countenance of laugh's,
I've seen prison cells
Far better than that....
Ill keep mine shoulders aligned
And move on ahead .
I was here once before
Amongst the living I was dead...
Yet none noticed me, because I was crystalline
So I passed on through..
I wilt be in mine abode again
Wherein all canst be as they art, and all art absolute!!!


©Brandon nagley
© Lonesome poet's poetry
This isn't for noone just thought of this I like it ():
brandon nagley Jul 2015
She is as the heart in mine chest
Pumping mine cruor,
She is the the Latin caress
That maketh me feeleth newer,

She is mine lung's behind mine ribs
To giveth me breathe,
Til mine last day
I shalt giveth all I hath left....

She is mine brain parked inside mine skull
To giveth me brainwaves
A life force
Of God......

She is mine eyes to showeth me heaven
She is mi amour'
In angelic terms
( Elsa angelica, a soul so intrepid)

She is mine conscience In the darkness of night
Turning bad dreams
Into beautiful things,
Giving day in mine fright...

Tis she is mine life
I'll scribble this same type of love
A many times over,
That's just amour', something of above, not a place of man made gold and silver....


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
brandon nagley Jul 2015
i

I shalt consecrate one as mine empress
As she sitteth high up upon her throne;
She shalt be the ruler of mine dominion
An abode aloft the Earthling's decor below.

ii

I shalt put upon her eminence gracefully
A castle tiera upon her frowning head;
Wherein when one's shalt tryeth to hurt her
I'll giveth mine life, to protecteth mine wife's bed.

iii

And we shalt wander on the streamside
Whilst ourn harp-player's strum for us in ourn court;
Sipping on wine, of amare divine
Ourn spirit's and finger's, locked with none remorse.

iv

Though tis this is all just an illusion
Hoping for one day, mine empress to awaketh from her sleep;
Wherein wherever she shalt be, I cant findeth her
I thinkest I am dead, Maby asleep?



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Sep 2015
I just seeketh
For mine queen to be happy;
To be smiling and laughing
Lord, I beseech thee, to taketh her pain's, stick them on me.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
βασίλισσα όπου εσύ τέχνη?

παγιδευμένοι σε μια μηχανή του χρόνου περιμένουν το τέλος του κόσμου σου υποθέτω??!

Greek translation( queen where Art thou?
Waiting for the end of the world as me I presume?)
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Forever wilt I loveth thou
Spanish regale of mine
Fete how thou art signed
By gods rarity finger....

Let me release thy splinter!!!

Queen in soo much pain
If I could
Verily I would
Take away thy sorrows
And rebirth thou again!!!

Mine amour'
Portent galore
Living life by the moment
Making books real in thy head!!!

Thou art so beautifully read!!!

Thou keepeth mine mind fed...

Keeping me hungry for more!!!

I wait daily
To heareth from thou
Addiction at its core
Mi amour
Mi amour
Tis
I shalt want more!!!

Thou art a kings dream
Thou giveth life to moribund things
As thy nostrils breathe air
Into sickened novels!!!

Thou art a novel thy self sweet thing!!!!!

Mine adoration for thee is compelling
For thee this vein is swelling
I needeth thou
In morning air
And nights allure

Mi amour'

Fruition
Of thy Spanish
Kisses
I seeketh to steal away mine soul
Wherein me and thou shalt float
In places we've never dreamed of!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
A queen in bridal nuptial array
Me in nomadic garb
A heart to weareth on mine sleeve by day
A hobit fantasy yard.....

No heartbreaking's to one to accusate against me
No tales as big bad wolf
One to always tuck me
In her ***** of non transient must....

I needeth one to sticketh beside me
When the freeze cometh to thaw
I seeketh a pond of dedication
All seasons, winter, spring, summer fall.  

Not words
Not just actions
But both to sweet mine hurting exhale,
One to release me from hellish prisons
To set me from wordly jail....

One to maketh love on peaked nibiru
Planet x of ourn own
Not letting the humans telleth us lies
Wherein one shalt maketh their show...

For as I sit here
Gulping mine own blood
I sink in mine own fears now
That hit me like a sledge....
brandon nagley Sep 2015
i.

O' how grand the star's were last evening
As I layed in the dew covered misty grass;
I observed the time, as hour's goeth to fast,
Wilt I last, on mine twenty seventh birthday?

ii.

Tommorrow, the twenty-third, another birth,
Whilst I've lived for twenty-six, I've seen hell.
I've met heaven in mine queen, I've seen cell's
I've discovered godly knowledge, spiritual bliss.

iii.

Shalt I liveth, another timecapsuled round?
I've seen nine-twenty-three, on the clock
For year's, was it a sign of something big
To happen to me, or to the world's own fear's?

iv.

Is it the destruction of earth, is it mine curse,
Shalt I breatheth another eve', shalt mine body
Disconnect with mine spirit; shalt I still smile,
Shalt these bone's goeth home, where Yahweh rest's in aisle's.

v.

Nine-twenty three, cometh soon, of eighty-eight
When I was hatched, in the creator's hand flashed;
Twenty-six fiscal's, making to one more ticking-hand
Wilt mine vision's cometh true, for me, thou, forever 27...

vi.

Shalt I still exist?
Or leaveth quickly to heaven........



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
© forever 27
brandon nagley May 2015
What is it hereby that I seeith?


Unardent archetypes,
Renege cards to swipe for fast food,
Archaic since long ago!!!!!

Aristrocratics art thou?
Greedied dollared frenzies,
A meal plus ten for thine own family?

What about thy neighbor?
The one on thine street,
Doused in fluids, puke and safekeeps,
Not enough for him?
Thou furtive frugal!!!!!!!

Yea!!!
Tuck thine own pocket back in,
Dont let him seeith all you have to giveth!!!
Unlargess you!!!!!

As this old sphere genuflects in circlet motion,
To thine loved ones all time and and thy devotion thou giveth not to thine own family,
But to slot machines?

Thou maverick!!!!
Thine phene!!!!!

Fast food havens hath become brothels of aspirin taking needed,
Once a day,
For all unclotting!!!!

Protracting thy fateful health oh invertebrate?

Trying to live to one hundred?
Afraid for thy soul to pass?
What's wrong? No god? No faith at last?

Provident to failure!!!!!

Virulent art thou,
For thine work thou has made a surplus!!!!
Skipping thy wife's needs?
For forty hours of volition and lust??????!!!!!!!!

Visionary of demonous audacity!!!!!!

Thine own path is manifest and lamenting!!!!

For art thouest not repenting of thy fast lived paradox?

I'm a cynic to thine own trust!!!!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Everytime when she cryeth
And one of her angelic tear's fall,
A feather falleth off her wing's
Everytime her pain is recalled....

So I make mineself a clown
Just to seeith her happy,
And I giveth her one of mine plume's
To keep her smiling, uplifted, and and laughing!!!

As tis her tear's falleth, from her moon to the planet
That's how earth gets its oceans, from her watery magnet's,
So I go to those blue sea's, where her mourning hath brought floods, I collect them in a jar, to remind me of her love....

I cry in the same jar, whenever I feeleth her pain
Just because I want to connect, to mine queen every day,
So daily do I feeleth her lachrymal wailing's,
Though I'd taketh every pain, fire flooding, and DEATH by hanging....

Just to giveth her comfort, inside her trapped head
I'd telleth the king to taketh me, set her free instead...
So off with his head, screamed the universal king...
I did it for mi amour', for she's mine everything!!!!

As tis now she's happy, free and Alive upon her moon
I Gaveth that king beast mine head, for her to dance her tune,
As tis I shalt watcheth over her, yet when she thinks I'm not around....
I shalt still catcheth her tears, when her tear'***** the ground....
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Mine angel always telleth me
(Brandon I don't belong to this place called earth)
Thou art right amour',
Thou art an angel!!!
And Angels aren't meant for a human race
Angels art meant for one another.....
And me and thee....
Don't belongeth here.....
We cameth here to find eachother again...
And that is all that matter's....
Is that I looked for so long,
And finally again
I hadst found thee amour'....
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I'm a lover
Lost in the heat
Solitude
Of angels feet
I'm a creep
A beast of glow
Afterlife
Maketh me thy home
Fly high
Sentimental dove
Straight blast
Love drug
Queen of Spaniard
Queen of Spain
Douse me
Bounce me in the rain
Raindrops
Glee with thy head
Living art
Where the living is dead
Pry me
Tie me to the ground
Moaned screams
Two children so loud
Blood drips
Flips the mask
Gurus of spaceship
Flying craft
Free fall
Falling free
Shoppers of dusk
On unearthly need
Crust shakes
Belted the door
Rosie's tumble
Ourn legs mi amour
Grab tight
Shuttle ourn brains
Two souls
Lingering in grain
Don't let go
Its just begun
Chalice
Palace
The chosen ones
Maketh me
Thy only desire
Two flames
One burning fire
Swept feet
Crowing the mold
One casket
Two pieces of gold
Move the loot
Give thine self thy soul
Here were free
Here were home!!!
Just some lyrics to a song I just made up .. I'm a musician and singer and pianist to if u dont know !! ():
brandon nagley Nov 2015
i.

Afire is mine aura as I soar over thine spirit to get a peek.
I seeith being, living, animation, the light ive alway's sought,
The abode I shalt alway's keep, afore didst I weep, and I couldst not sleep, mine anguish once didst creep; as Poe with his raven.

ii.

Though now do I rejoice, for thee I shalt shout in conquering the celestial's, I shalt reverberate in thine mind, mine voice; leaving flashes of comforting butterfly song's moist. None need for other women, none question's for choice, for thou art mine one and only.

iii.

Amour' evident, not phony, bower me rosas ng diyos: in thine core I feeleth *****. None more brine from ourn sight's, just water of life flowing, none dismay or might's, none distress or downward flight's, just gliding together, two bird's of a feather.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication ( filipino rosas)
Two birds of a feather saying means... Pretty much two people same interests... Or two of the same people making them one...
Afore means before...
Didst is archaic for do also did..
Bower means- surround me or shade or enclose..
rosas ng diyos- means ( rose of God) Filipino tongue
***** means comfortable like at home.
Brine is saltwater...
brandon nagley Jun 2015
She's mine
Home
Abode
Crib
Den
Condo
Beau
View
Co-op
Castle top
Mansion
Shack of love
Flying dove
Angelic being
Diety queen
Fashion dream
Everything
Espousal ring
King and queen
I dont want to her leave
For I needeth mine soul
Just tout me openly
Grace me temptingly
Embrace me charmingly
Not being afraid to show affections
Thou art mine home
Thou art mine only
Direction
Whilst I weep
I wonder?
When wilt she go all in
Mine amour?
Mine queen?
Mine passion
Mine all
Mine dream
Mine only
I guess I must wait,
Than wait I wilt

This vessels bloods spilt!!!
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Tis, without mine Reyna
I'd be more than lost;
Tis, I'd giveth mine soul
For mine Jane's peace at any cost.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane nagley dedicated
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley May 2015
I want a queen not a slave to man,
Nor a slave to me,
Nor even herself!!!!
                                    I seeketh one who is free,
In mind , body, spirit, and soul!!!!
             I seeketh a land of gold,
A chalice overspilt by hers and mines joy!!!
Two souls flying the heavens,
None void!!!
                      Just a girl and a little boy in their own sandbox they've created!!!
       Highly elated!!!!!
With a chariot to rest ourn wearied heads!!
brandon nagley Jul 2015
i

Animater I'm anhungered
Anigh to thy brunette canvas
Thou art a calliope to mine ****'s
A second pulse of mine calotype Atlantis.

ii

In Corinth, wherein mine greecian ancestor's do cometh
A cambric carriage with thy grisette dress
Me to be the poetic ******
Thou to be mine Spaniard address.

iii

We'll gad like frat-house student's
Learning lessons, not by ruling stick's
Footing the hills, of forane real
We both shalt be an epilogue, romanticism's epilogist's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Elsa-angelica dedication
Calotype means - old process of making a picture
Anigh means- near old terms
Calliope means- Greek for mine muse.....
brandon nagley May 2015
Wherein didst man go asunder?
Plagued and plundered by his own stupor and turnings from god,
Forgetful con's!!!

Wherein didst man go astray?
Made queens as slaves,
Traded love for hate, and affectionate soulmateism for lust?

They stoked the crust!!!

Where didst thou meander?
Thy terrace thou had made starved,
Thy hearts hast gone emptied,
Cheaters of bars!!!

Doth thy drink not dilute thou?

Innocent babies thou hast turned to war
Thou gaveth no love
On foreign shore
Pornographic icon's thou hast made galore

As thyself worship's its every temptation!!!

Thou made bombs thine settled truth
Thou hast let technology becometh thy own comfy noose,
Thou art hooked on electrical tablets
Made religion vain

Thou art becoming maggots!!!

Thyself thou calleth a king
Thou giveth no soul to thy desolate queens
Thou art just a stove
Of dumbed down things

As doth thou get thy kicks off the many men and women thou mayest talk to?

Cut down trees,
And built thy filth,
Made castle mansions
Of diamond nilch,

Is thy wealth thy life thou may lead?

Thou gave disease
And tanks for fun
Thou art a lost
And lonesome one,

Still addicted to new age worldliness!!!!

What didst thou miss?
Oh beasting man,
Thou art clever
To make thy plans

But didst thou not know that thy own contrivance will be halted??????
Prophetic workings , things to come , things that are already unfolding! ():
brandon nagley Jul 2015
Sometimes
Tis not the dead who art the true ghost's
Sometimes
Tis the living that art ghostly .
brandon nagley Aug 2015
i.

Mine Filipino rose
Didst thou knoweth;
When thou art gone
Mine worry doth showeth.

ii.

Mine Filipino rose
Doth thou understand;
I'll waiteth for thee
Forever to be, in thine arm's and hand's.

iii.

Mine Filipino rose
Mine angelic being of glow;
Meeteth me at the show
In the kingdom of ourn endearment abode.

iv.

Mine Filipino rose
When thou art not near;
Mine stresses and mine fear's
Bringeth sorrow and tear's.

v.

Mine Filipino rose
As thou knoweth, we aren't an illusion;
We art conspicuous in ourn fusion
Forgiveth the jealous one's of their intrusion's.

Mine Filipino rose..........................


I loveth thee more, mine Reyna......


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Most don't discovereth life
Until their death;
Most don't knoweth living
Until their last breathe.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Are you alive? Are you really alive?
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Scathed infected scabies
Rapper's turned ****, rock and roll robot babies
Tomorrow wilt come?

Maby,

If I let it to be!!!

Drowned at sea
Bushed by curse
Raised in the outlands
Cities make it's church

Soldier turned killers
They've swept the faraway ditch
Where mothers give sons bombs
And religion the devil made his *****!!

The towers will bop and crumble
The dollar shalt be naught
Fakers will turn makers
Judges shalt turn cop

Rob as thou wilt
Smile as thou ****
Valuation shalt be thy stake
Break it or to make it
An open grace heartache

For as thou left thy king
Or forgot thy queen
Thine own god shalt forget thou

As many are seeking Savior's
The answers in the clouds!!!

Mixed in technological doom
A cell to every door
No missing of scented rooms
Just blanch of old day war!!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I went down Dixie highway
Wherein it crosses River Road
I saw a jeep up ahead
Flashing its lights through mine ghost

I walked around the old greenhouse
Now turned into salon
Than I walked up to the miny mart
Just beyond the yonder trod

I bought mine last cigarettes
A pack of Marlboro reds
I knew than at that moment.......

This carcass shalt soon
be dead!!!!

This feelings hit me once again
I knoweth gods ready for me to come home
I'm not meant to be any slave to man
I was a seraphim of old

So bury me in with the saints
White roses please do leaveth on mine grave
I think today's the last day
Thou shalt see me on this page

I'm tasting iron blood again
I feeleth it in mine lungs
Maby its just tooth decay
Yet I tell thee I'm not dumb!!!

So remember me
And let me be
As tis I say goodbye
No questions to be asked
So please don't wonder why!!!

I was sent here
By thy creator to teacheth thou
I've been through hell and back
I think I'll see it again somehow

But God shalt renew me
Now it's time for me to leave
I've given up the spirit now
Now Satan leaveth me be

Put daisies in mine earsides
Put a white piano in the funeral room
Bury me with all mine poetry
Yet I'll leaveth one for thou too!!!

The one that I'll leaveth thee
Shalt be a scripture of love
Always forgiveth mine friend
No hate,
Remember thy God above!!!!
brandon nagley Dec 2015
i.

Heretofore, I impetrated for mine one and unseen dame,
I knewest not where she wouldst cometh from, though I couldst seeith her hair and face.I mewled out to mine God, even whilst with other's, knowing other's weren't mine soulmates, as tis me and them werent made for another;

ii.

I wrote letter's in prayer form, sending the prayer's to heaven. I asked the Lord, to send me mine girl, mine darling, mine lass, the one missing from mine past.

iii.

Tis, the past I kneweth her, in spirit form reality, we were two spiritual amour's, we got separated when I was thrown into the flesh, being born in sin, and fleshly seed.
iv.

Parfay mine faith, and in Jehovah's good time, whilst not feeling home with other's, as mine body broke down to slime. As tis all the tears I cried, and the year's that I hath waited, the lord answered mine wailing, and mine question's and debating.

v.

I sawest the face, I hath dreamed of many ages, I knewest her face, and recognized her taste, her hair midnight black, her eye's white as poetry's pages; I heardest her voice, the same one from afore, it was mine queen, her name Jane-MI-AMOUR'.........

vi.

I was waiting in purgatory, tis then God opened the door, mine angel flew through, I certified her allure. She was mine kindred soul, the other half to mine explores, we were eachother of old, as tis hell went neath the floor. Mine purpose was once fufilled, it came into sight, I was reborn again, the Hello-poetry night. Happiness hadst wrapped me, like a child so tight. Tis God answered, O' mine father answered, he responded with Jane, the lass of mine past life...




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Heretofore in archaic form means- before now.. In other terms in the past before now..
impetrated in archaic means- beseech or beg for.
Mewled in archaic means - like weeping or weep or weeped.
Dame is a woman...
Parfay archaic form means- by my faith, or verily. Or truthfully as well.
brandon nagley May 2015
Where is thine innocence of youth?
Wherein snap lover's booth's are make out sessions to an hour or more!!!

A child to mannish slavery,
A relapse to ****** engravery,
So tight-nit away at home!!!

Hidden from all advantages,
A-new for the next time to partaker of the token line!!!

So much low incomed time management!!!

Thyself let's  other's to leave thou alone,
Doth thou calleth that abandonment?

Induce thy herd of jackal's,
Around the pit they crackle like the insect's they really are,
Some try to get close, whilst the team thou pushed for skeletons of painful memories,
Thy tendencies overlead thy time written words!!!

Skeptic lover thou,

Chooseth a brother,
For even he can't crawl past thy skin!!!

Quaver for appetetic destruction,
Wherein a sensual luncheon's bound to take place!!!

Smile queen,
For its all a dream,
In the northern part of the state!!!!
brandon nagley Feb 2016
ι.
Zoι мoυ, тнιѕ ιѕ тнe тrυтн,
Inѕιde oғ тнιne aмвιence;
I'м rapтυred вy тнιne
Fιlιpιna carтoυcнe.
           ιι.    Thélis na horépsis mazí mu?
vasílissa; O'er тнe gaze
Oғ Sapang delaga ғallѕ.
Herald'ѕ oғ Zιon,
Wιngѕpan'ѕ oғ
Alвaтroѕѕ.
  ιιι.
                Dιѕcιpleѕ oғ тнe lιvιng God
                Hallowed вlaѕнonιc'ѕ;
                An anassa тнoυ arт eтernally,
                Jane oғ ѕĸy'ѕ ѕυperѕonιc.
ιv.

Arιa'ѕ ѕprιng, вeтwιхт oυrn ѕeaм'ѕ, вoυndarιeѕ none, O' cнιldren-we'll вecoмe. Wнιlѕт ιn тнe ғυn, and laυgн and play, agapι мoυ, I needeтн тнιne мoon, тнaт вeaтѕ ιnѕιde тнιne cнeѕт, wнereιn вaвιeѕ reѕт, and нealιng Begιn'ѕ; Wнereιn I'м waѕнed wнιтe aѕ ѕnow, ғroм вygone old, ιnтo тнιne ѕoυl. I'м вorn agaιn.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry founder..
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
Zoi Mou - means my life,,, greek tongue,
cartouche- means ARCHAEOLOGY
an oval or oblong enclosing a group of Egyptian hieroglyphs, typically representing the name and title of a monarch, though can be any culture showing a king or queens name in print on a cartouche,,, mine queen Jane! (: her names been in the tablets a long time now (:::::::
thélis na horépsis mazí мυ- Greek translates to-( would you like to dance with me?)
vasílissa- is Greek for queen.
sapang dalaga falls- is a place I wanna go to when meeting jane in Philippines's, its a place formerly called baga falls, close to jane in misamis Occidental.... Cottages, a canteen and a function hall are available next to falls which is so strange but beautiful.
Albatross definition-
1.
a very large oceanic bird related to the shearwaters, with long narrow wings. Albatrosses, some species of which have wingspans greater than 10 feet (3.3 m), are found mainly in the southern oceans, with three kinds in the North Pacific.
blashonic \blashonics is a word I made up- meaning-( a lass and her young lad,) meaning young woman and her young man she's with, me and jane...
Hallowed means- holy, or honor as holy. Or make holy, I just mean holy.
Anaѕѕa ιѕ ancιenт word ғroм greece- мeanѕ qυeen.
Anaх oppoѕιтe oғ тнaт мeanѕ ĸιng ancιenт greeĸ.
Sυperѕonιc- мeanѕ + involving or denoting a speed greater than that of sound..
Zιon мeanѕ-  the heavenly city or kingdom of heaven.
noun: Zion; noun: Sion, also the hill of Jerusalem on which the city of David was built..
Arιa or arιa'ѕ мean- a long, accompanied song for a solo voice, typically one in an opera or oratorio.
Agapi мoυ- мy love ιn greeĸ,
Wнereιn - arcнaιc ғor ιn wнιcн,
Bygone- belonging to an earlier time ( ancient time)
Betwixt is between.
Herald or heralds are messengers,,,
brandon nagley Jul 2015
i

In the astrology set agora
Wherein mine agra doth rest
The backwoods to her cache
Is a peaceful gentle nest.

ii

She's a cad of angelic estancia
I espy her espirit fandango
Her lace strand's floweth wildly
Fantasia of mine melody, extra terrestrial fangled.

iii

Mine Gage I handeth her, to not leaveth her side
An agala we shalt maketh romance, whilst gaiety is in her eyes
A Jardiniere to hold her tears, when Jasper's do cometh around
Jarrah to fill ourn kava diligence, diluvial amare is it's sound.

iv

No blunder head's to separate us
Just Bluebell's blush
To admire mine belle of a lamb
Her bema shalt be raised, when its me who is her man.

v

Ourn belvedere casa, ourn terrace to overlook
This is ourn story, not a tale of fools and crook's
The cover of ourn book, shalt we be entwined
Right inside the pages, of every lonesome lover's mind.


®Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Elsa angelica dedication
Estancia in Spanish means- a landed estate
Gaiety means- happiness
Japers- means mockers...
Bema means platform
Belle- is a young beauty or her admired beauty by all....
brandon nagley Aug 2015
Ένας Έλληνας βασιλιάς
Φιλιππίνων βασίλισσά του;
στις ακτές του Κορινθιακού Κρέμα .....

( Greek version)

(English version)

A Greek king
his Filipino queen;
on the shores of Corinthian cream.....


©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Ισπανικό πλοίο, πλέουν μου για σε, για τη γη σου να είναι τα χείλη σου, της γοητείας Amour »της τάσης, αφήνει τρέξιμο μετά από το φεγγάρι μας, ικετεύει την αγάπη til υπερωρίες, όπου δύο θέλεις να ξεχάσουμε αυτόν τον κόσμο, όπου ο κόσμος μας δεν γεννήθηκε από .... αγάπη μου !

English translated from Greek
Spanish ship, sail me on in, on thy land to be thy lips, of allure amour' of trend, lets trot upon our moon, maketh love til overtime, wherein two shalt forget this world, wherein the world we weren't born of....love of mine!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
Maby I'll go to India
Wherein the people weareth bindis
May take a flight to Greece
Wherein mine kin wilt wait for me
Maby to France
Wherein real love shalt be seen openly
Maby to Africa
Wherein the wild men hunt so focusedly
Maby in to Egypt
Wherein the temples taketh away thy breathe
Maby the tombs of Ireland to bury mineself in for Ive given mine best..
Maby to Scotland
To see ourn countries William Wallace
Maby to England
Sip from ancient chalice
Maby to rome
To see a church by man that's been corrupted
Maby to Canada
Wherein natural beauty beats the odds
Maby to heaven
Wherein I shalt meet God
Maby to Jamaica
To sip fine ***
Maby to asia
To see the tribals dance so fun
Maby to Spain
Though just to see her shores
Maby again to the USA
For the mountains and storms
Maby the white house
To get the president out
Maby to congress
To showeth them mine doubt
Maby to capitol hill
To tear down their walls
Maby to others houses
To tell them of love
Maby to an athiest
To show them a high being
Maby to the opera
Wherein I can spill mine pain out openly and sing
Maby to Colorado
Mine brother lives there
Maby to Florida
Mine other brothers lair
Maby to California
For I am a sixties child
Maby to nowhere
Mine minds gone wild
Maby all places
Maby to space
Maby to thy moon
To hide this hurt face
Maby to the cosmos
Even a black hole
So I canst jump on in
To be remembered no more
Noone would even know!!!
brandon nagley Jun 2015
I seeith soo many Wisemen here
Yet doth thou follow thine own teaching?

I seeith soo many lovers here
Yet doth thou showeth that other half love?

I seeith soo many hurt ones here
Yet doth thou not know somebody loveth thou?

I seeith soo much hate here
Yet doth thou knoweth loves the answer?

I seeith soo much cutting another down here
Yet doth thou even want to listen to one? Not just heareth!!!

I seeith soo many complaints here
Yet doth thou tryeth to do anything about it?

I seeith so much shame here
Doth  thou not knoweth God forgiveth all?

I seeith soo much guilt here
We only haveth today,
Not tommorrow reader of awee.

I seeith soo much
Yet soo little truthful love

I seeith
Through a prophetic crystal ball!!!
All truth of what I see... Everyone sais this or that.. But no proof to back their words up... Action without faith is naught!!! And faith without  action is nothing either...
brandon nagley Jul 2015
When one hateth thee friend
Doth thou repayeth them with love? Or scorn?
Doth thou taketh for granite, thy true amour'?
Doth thou forgiveth as the God thou forgot taught?
What's wrong?
Hooked on technology? Machines? Materials? Store bought!!!!
Hath thou forgotten thy family?
The ones thyself hath left out?
Hath thou treated other's unfairly?
Not giving them the benefit of the doubt?
Wherein is thy heart oh reader?
Hooked into false tales in thy own head?
Thou canst even notice the ones who art living,
Guess thyself hath forgotten thine own dead...
Hath thou been charitable today?
Or buying fast food again passing the homeless beggar?
Hath thou lost communications with true romance?
Can't even write a heartfelt love letter?
Art thou hooked on texting?
Cloaking thyself in?
Guilty from thy own actions?
Doth thou knowest thou canst be forgiven?
Art thou happy?
In thy fantasy world?
Doth thou giveth all?
Or seeketh wrong people and places of boys and girls....
Doth thou get mad?
When others to thee speak truth?
Didint thy mum or dad
Telleth thee of everything shalt be made brand new???
Doth thou knoweth oh man and woman,
That inside thou hath a spirit????
Try opening up for once
Let god and thy loved one thyself taketh for granite cometh near it ..!!!!!!
This is for all not any one person... Pure truth. Thanks
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