Hate
Fate
Escape
Tape
My
Mouth
Shut
I can't
Shut
Up
Because
I was
Tied
Down
For no
Heard
Sound's
I'm
A
Victim
Of
Abuse.
I
Took
A bullet
Bit the string of
Shoes,
Punched
Kicked
Called
*****
****,
*****
Now
I'm
Unchain­ed
No longer
Shut up:
Open
Claimed,
By god
Better
By the world
Who cares for it.
No one needs the world
I know I dont.

Her smile is a rush of a syringe; pushing deep within mine arteries, loaded. Her laugh is addictive, sedatation entereth me. I flyeth higher than any dope fix canst get. She hit's fast, quick; as her eye's art chocolate diamond's that hang on star-night string's, shiny, divined Pearl's wrapped in elegant Filipino linen of a queen. O' mine Asian dream, cometh into mine sleep and feeleth me, cometh in: the door's open, none hellion aloud to pass nor enter, just a place for us to swim. Whilst making affectionate confectionery amour' on thy foreign shore's, mantra's shalt be said as both of ourn name's art whispered: the setting sun to be the picture that goeth down as we dont stop the rolling around until dusk.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane nagley ( Filipino rose) dedication

And I'll always think of you with the blue rose tattoo

A thirsty desert dweller
my lips parched and cracked
from lack of rain
I wait for hours
days for love
to reign

I patched the sky in wishes,
White birds flew by.
I prayed to rain in stitches,
Puddles bubbled alive.
I saw a lone flower drinking,
And said I see you shine.
I prayed to the stars blinking,
And offered my blood to moon.

I'm a cast away
From my own
I'm a second away
From all I know
I'm a smiling *****
At least to you
You are a sweet forget
From all I knew.
You are the shrew
Little boy.
I'm not your ****
Or little toy.
You, you I try
To avoid.
Scenic routes
Are better inside.
Inside myself where
I take my own steps.
Being alone I've
Figured is the
Best,

The caramel touches
complementing
the smitten pleasantness
crystallized  into
the sweet softness

ı.

Eţєяňѧʟ ʟıғє
Sɰєєţ jѧňє;
Mıňє ɰıғє.

ıı.

Eţєяňѧʟ ʟıғє
Iň ţһʏ ɞʟooԀ;
I sţѧʏєţһ ѧʟıνє.

ııı.

Eţєяňѧʟ ʟıғє
Iň ţһʏ νєıň's;
I ţяѧνєʟ ţһяouɢһ.

ıν.

Eţєяňѧʟ ʟıғє
O' mıňє ʟıғє;
Mıňє զuєєň so ţяuє.


©Brandon nagley
©Earl-jane-nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry

i.

Mine admiration for her
Daily doth beam;
Hour's passeth by, with meteor shower's aloft the Sky's
I'll awaiteth a million year's for mine queen.

ii.

In mine sleep, betwixt mine dream's
No ado shalt get in between, none evil, nor fiend's;
Laughter and light, in struck night's, angel polite
Amour in flight, wherein all is right, crystal gleamed.

iii.

I'll dye the scene, a daffodil coloration
I'll be here mine sweet, I'm not leaving, I'm patient;
On other planet's, or nation's, wherever I shalt be
I promise mine lass, mine half, I'll be waiting for thee.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)