Poetic Lectures - Hello Poetry

Aug 2015

brandon nagley

i

Afore there was an astrobleme, deep within me
Though now an astral queen, serenadeth gleamed;
Canorous and splendorous, her cantillate I repeat
I mimic her dancing step's, jumping on mine feet.

ii

She's sad when the past awakens, crying dreading tear's
Though tis what she don't knoweth, her king is all right here;
And through the year's, the catoptromancy shalt tell it's fortune
Chiliad timespan, her body to be mine land, water flow sourcing.

iii

I wilt constellate all her worries, and collect them on mine head
Her Burden's I shalt maketh as mine, and taketh all her's instead;
And the cyanic water's shalt we swim through, sail to the glass
The brokenness shalt leaveth her, as no time exist's, nor our past.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©ああるじぇえん

Aug 2015

brandon nagley

Tadhana alive........

I shalt weareth a barong Tagalog, mine tribesgirl in terno dress
A diadem upon her head, hemmed from living amongst the dead;
Her inferno blaze, is satin oriental sheathe, rubies on her Lilly feet, she entranceth me, in serpahim seed, a muse to mine meet.

She's Dalisay, in night and day, her Kinaadman not of earth
A child from tropical tree's, I kneweth her, cherub baby by birth;
The Tadhana of ourn creator, stitches ourn etching realm's
I shalt be her on her side, In death and hell, I'll taketh the ride,

Falling deeper
Into her eye's......

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©ああるじぇえん

Barong Tagalog is an upper garment and known as the formal men's wear of the Philippines. The Barong Tagalog has a long tradition of more than four centuries. It's used in many different countries like middle East and India with no collar on them.. Soo beautiful looking ......as I have one or two...
The terno (from Spanish for "matching") is a type of Philippine traditional dress for women that is worn on formal occasions. It is a one-piece long dress with butterfly sleeves.
Dalisay- means pure or undiluted.
Kinaadman- means knowledge or widom in Filipino tongue
Tadhana - means the invisible force that makes things happen beyond the control of mortals..

Aug 2015

Chyna Watson

People lie

People swear and people lie
Grow up thinking you're one of a kind
People laugh and people cry
We all have scars we try to hide
She has a past and he has no future
Wish that your skin was a little smoother
Trace the lines with a blade
Starring at the sky that has started to fade
People swear and people lie
Wonder when it's my turn to die

Okay, so this is MY poem I wrote back in early 2014 when I was going through a tough time. I recently had found that someone had copywritted it and claimed it as their own. But now I able to publicly and proudly share with you guys my mind and my work :)

#cutting #sad #pain #death #cry #die #hurt #kind #grow-up #depressions

Aug 2015

brandon nagley

Asiatic jane, art thou smiling?( dedication poem to poet friend earl jane of H.P) shes been down all day , think she needs a booster (:::: for you friend

i

Earl Jane, oriental poetess, thou art so down, that's why I writeth this, Earl Jane, best friend of Friend's, thine heart's open as thou doth not pretend, as so many other's do; Earl Jane, thy hand's writeth as a muse, thou art not abjected in mine room, welcomed

ii

Earl Jane, lover of all being's, agone wherein thy heartbreak Sting's, I shalt taketh thine wound's mine friend, kind, gentle, thy charity with none end, thou shalt filleth thy dream's unlike other's thinkest, thou shalt glaze the moon in color's, I'll watcheth

iii

Earl Jane, afoot beside me, its thee I shalt helpeth and guide
I seeith the passion and compassion in thine eyes, as thou art free
Earl Jane, poetica dream, taketh the rope off from around thy neck, ourn savior saved thee, as I'm here for thee to protect.

iv

Earl Jane, I knowest whence thou came: from the before life of this, wherein romantic's met the poetic flame, earl jane, Asiatic bird, let thy anguish cometh out in word's, and jot and scribe thine soul down as it glide's, and frolic for new tommorrow.

v

Earl Jane, is this helping thine sorrow? Art thou smiling now as thou shouldst? Just look at mine face if thou needeth a laugh, we both knoweth its stained, like church rose glass, I knoweth right now that thou shalt laugh, art thou smiling now? Dearest friend...

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/ friendship poem

I accidentally deleted Janes last friendship poem I made her but today she needs it... Anyone who knows her tell her a hello and u do care... For you who don't she's amazing and the most wonderful of people.. So you can tell her hello to and compliment her ,(:::

#friendship #earljane-dedication

Aug 2015

Natalia mushara

Prudential mall todaye

Prudential center mall is OK
But girl got to meet new frend todaye
Friend tol me aboute the new skirt pull up I baughts me
Da boys who der don no wha dey got.

Aug 2015

Kimberly Rose

and i pinky promise you this

I swear to God, I could be the best **** thing you have ever had.
I want nothing more than to drink coffee with you while tangled in sheets and to grab your hand while it is still warm from the cup, and feel it wrap around my small and dainty fingers. I want your bare skin against mine in the most innocent way. I want to stain your cheeks, hands, and lips with the prints of my favorite shade of lipstick. I want to dance around the living room and laugh as we trip over our own shoes because God knows we were both cursed with two left feet. I want you to be the one that fills the empty void that has been created by all of those that have run away in the past, taking with which they have touched. I want to listen to your heartbeat until it becomes my favorite lullaby. I want to find adventure with you in something as simple as going to the grocery store. I want to fall in love with you the same way I fell in love with the moon when I was only ten years old. I want to hear I love you’s in the tune of your voice so many times that I begin to believe it. I want to make your hair a mess while doing the opposite with your life. I want to be the lucky one that gets to kiss your neck and hold you close when you’re silently falling apart. I want to show you that the sparkle in your eyes shines brighter in my world than any star in the sky hanging above our love-drunk heads.
Just kiss my cheek and twirl my hair while I write poems and novels and love songs about the ******* beauty of your existence.

Aug 2015

brandon nagley

Tropica, dryeth thy tears( dedication to our friend tropica) shes depressed this is to cheer tropica up!!!!! Enjoy (::

Tropica, botanica of poetry's heaven,
Tropica, santonica that groweth so free;
Let thy pen jot down and stroke the cloud's
Carelessly....

Tropica, a basilica awaiteth thine thought's
I knoweth thou art down, lonesome and depressed
But so many careth for thy heart's pain and loss........

Tropica, friend of mine, sun that Shine's
Let the day for thee be anewed, paint the world blue
As thy tear's turneth from cloud's to rainbow's bright and loud;

Tropica, hepatica growing wildly and untamed, knoweth ourn creator is near, do not fear, nor dread, thine head's lingo is as beautification on display.

Tropica, let thy poetic melodica sing it's angelic sound, wherein when thou doth feeleth down, knoweth thou shalt always hath a friend in me, as god wilt guideth thee, in the fire and freeze.......

Tropica, art thou now smiling (:::::::::::::

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Tropica cheer up dedication/friendship dedication

A dear poet on here is down and depressed and needs someone to listen to her as I want to but am putting aside me own depression to help her out try to cheer her up with this poem lol hope you like it miss tropica...
Here are words some might not understand in here
Botanica- is like a shop that sells flowers or spiritual things...
Santonica- is a flower head or flowers period I learned (;:
hepatica is something that looks like a daisy white and purple ones...
Melodica- is like a keyboard like harmonics thing lol musical instrument !!! Enjoy

Aug 2015

brandon nagley

Nothing in return

In factual, and genuine amour'
It's not about what we canst recieveth back from one;
It shouldst not be about expecting anything back
In true amour,
We giveth ourn soul's and amare candidly,
And taking the risk;
Knowing, that we mightest not get that same amour' in return
Though we still do it,
Because we loveth them;
Whether they art a family member
Or a lover.
In evident love,
We giveth
Expecting nothing
In return....
That's what truest love
Shouldst be about;
Though I seest
That type of love is dying in the world
Sadly....

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry

Aug 2015

Natalia mushara

Kant stand playa's

Ma gurlfriend tryed playing wit separate men at once
She a playa jus like dem
She Kant pretend she happy
Wen she playin
I said gurl
Yuo don wann be played
So why yuo playin?
And me
I don need other playas
Even tho ma friend
Don like playas
Eva.
She get mad of truth
But dose men will see
As Jake was one of her ex
But he kno betta now
Who real woman is.

Aug 2015

brandon nagley

Us and them

I yearn for amour'
One like john and Yoko;
Forgetting the world
Around us....................

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry

#lonely #hope #amour

Aug 2015

Third Eye Candy

A Pinch Of Ghost In The Holy

napping in between a planet and the void
never strikes us as uncanny, but rather; glances
off the blind spot of our soul's eye
merely a shimmer of awe
in a doldrum.

a pinch of ghost in the holy mess.

the wide hips
of the moon
in a box.

Aug 2015

niamh

True Pain

The time will come
When you no longer have to do it,
When it is no longer a duty,
No longer a hardship,
No longer a responsibility,
No longer a chore.

And when you want it
And it's no longer there?
Then you will know true pain