__________

He laughed but he cried
A clown whose real eyes was dried
A mascot who always tells a joke
But how he wished that his neck be choke

She laughed but she cried
A lady whose heart was ripped
At daytime life of her persist
But at night she wanted to cut her wrist

He laughed but he cried
A boy whose been deeply bullied
A smirking kid at home
The saddest child when he's alone

He laughed but he cried
A writer that has a lot of pride
To his readers he play and giggles
But his life is full wiggles

They laughed but they cried
They are lonely but they smiled



Written: October 3, 2014 @ 9:30 PM
Mysterious Aries

promise you an endless love
that will never change
My love to you will always exist
to comfort you through the hard times

I promise you an endless love
that will support you
All through the long way

My love to you is like the sun
that will bright all your life
And warm you through the cold nights
My arms will always be open
to hold you very tight

My Love to you is not like the wind
that blows and soon goes away
My love to you is like the air
that surrounds you from everywhere

My life is like a candle in your hand
to light your life
When you are afraid of the darkness
And blows it off when you are safe
this candle will always light your way
Untill it melts away

Remember
that there is a heart that will beat
for you forever
Only you.. no one else

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

Serpahim heart
Stitched by glass;
Broken so easily.

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©Lonesome poet's poetry

Death awaiteth us all
Waiting for us to trip up;
To slippeth fast
In the bask of the universal law.

And whilst the reaper calleth
"Brandon cometh here mine friend"
I swayeth over in slow step's
Awaiting, knowing mine end.

Though on the other side
Dearest amour, and truest friend's;
A feastful party of uncorrupted
None beast's for the homestead.

With a romantic who's hopeless as me
None longer hopeless, but taken by her sweet;
She'll be a comet, of heavenly treat's
She shalt be mine queen, I hopeth to meet.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

Creamy dreamy
Coach's Oats

I can eat them at home
In a car
Or on a boat

Good for the heart
With soluble fiber
A good way
To start each day

Make sure to eat some
And you will be
More than okay

This is just some thoughts swirling in this strange brain lol that rhymed but I wanna thank all of you soo much for all your support . and love. And peace you bring this soul in a darkened time for me. As I haven't been doing the greatest, especially with physical health,  You all have uplifted me. Sent me kind messages! Shown me love heaven brings down to earth.. And you know what? Like someone told me a good friend still to me who I miss ( Brandon you cant leave h.p, *** your addicted like me) how truth lol... This site is such a good addiction . and even though all the nonsense and hurt I've taken .and pains of other's. I will continue on loving showing others who know not what love is.. For you who ??? That word because of last hurts or pains or desires not met. Love is sacrifice. And giving all our souls to one another!! Biggest thing love is, is that love is GOD purely.. As mine beliefs state don't matter if you can't believe same thing. But I will continue to show u mine gods love and the love that flows from me as no other ...as all of you HP poet's even the ones who don't like me at all . I don't judge you. I don't hate any of you... I love you, I forgive you for noones a perfect being. We all are humans whether full humans or part human..  Yet when we can give all  our souls love to another as we were sent here to do, than u are fulfilling the purpose to thy kind. To love. And like me even when you get hurt or mocked , that even in your  times of being hurt, true love is forgiving those who hurt us even while we're being nailed to a cross... That's love. Not being angry or jealous or hateful or spiteful.. But LOVE ...as Beatles me favorite band said. lOVE LOVE LOVE... That's our purpose friends... Not giving hate *** one hates us..  If the world would figure that out they could get somewhere! But won't sadly . anyways I'm going on now lol just wanna say I'd rather read all of your HP poets poetry, even read peoples poems who don't like me.. Because it's all beautiful poetry, and I love all of you. I'd rather read all your work than mine favorite poets work Edgar Allen poe. You HP people are the ones who help me smile daily when I wanna break down in tears...I see God still left in some mankind here.   Please don't let that leave, Please /: I love all of you soo much and care of all of you. Even those who hate or dislike me. I still love you. Alot ..

Sincerely your old fashioned romantic and poet
Brandon Cory nagley



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Love, it may so happen,
Love, it works, I tell you.
Never stop saying, as your always saying,
“Nothing, nothing but love.”
You alone, shall be you
And I, love you

Just beyond the albatross
Skyloft the ghost's;
And mine woe's to dissapear
For one to be here for me, an angelic host.

She'll be a superlative dogma
Of man's fortune and fame;
Mobilizing me by her **** call
Again and again.

Cometh over here "boy"
She doth sayeth, as she doth none wrong;
Ill write all mine poems for her
And turneth them into song's.

And whilst I sing mine song's for her
She shalt savor ourn Shakespearian night;
Like two unruly children we'll becometh
Leaving this place all behind.

Being **** to ournselves
Open for all to believe;
That ourn amour' is true
As tis we'll dance on the sea's.

And whilst dancing the seaside
Losing ourn throat's;
From all the laughter we shalt haveth
Making love in front of the ghost's..




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

On a patterned nebula, paramour's giggle whilst locking warmly hand's,  like two stray's of a different course, they runneth by none command's, all promises filled, as their cheek's do touch, like flourishing rainbow's, heaven to ground's lunch. They maketh their own commandment's, as tis the world's just a stage, grandiose in their delightment, making newsstand page. Bambino's of the unknown, covered in flamboyant flakes, overcoming the new-age step's, of this passing place. And whilst they art simpering, their taste buds over-runneth, their cup is not made from steel, but gold of king's and Queen's chalice. And whilst at dusk, when the blood moon cometh out, the neighbor's canst heareth their love, out the window's it doth bounce. Echoe's of their novela, they'll speaketh many tongue's, and whilst their alone together, their embracing head on shoulder love.....



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry