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 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
i.

He dreameth of her
In her extrasolar land;
He pen's for her gracefully
She waiteth for him,
By her foreign bedstand.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Today
O' yes today;
Gracefully I watched her
As tis she dozed off peacefully.

ii.

She sleepeth with her pupil's covered
A dandy like none other,Us becoming one in the moment;
She rolled around, grasped her father's teddy bear and pillow
Her sight's kept opening, spying on me to, her soul as a window.

iii.

Finally, after an hour to two hour's, of her observing me
She passed out, nodding her angelic head, she fell asleep;
O' how beautiful, a moment of god, I didst not want to miss one moment, I was glued on her, zoning, I was lost into her siesta.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry
siesta is sleep for you who don't know.,, (:::
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Skaidrum, we art lost in the whirlpool galaxy
Thou art far-flung from thy king, me from mine queen;
We hath not much time to get back to planet earth
A black holes in the distance, a new star's birth.

ii.

Skaidrum, friend; no sunlight is to surround us
This place is dusk, how I misseth mine sweet jane;
We hath enough food for a week, and one day's gain
If I were thou, I'd telleth thy king thou loveth him again.

iii.

Mine lass wilt be looking for me, how cold I feeleth
In this spaceship were in, I need Jane's warmth, her tint;
Skaidrum, the nebula's art all around, though no portal to get back home, I prayeth we seeith ourn love's soon.

iv.

Dear Poet, Sir Brandon, Sharpen thy tongue for war
Vigilant stars harbor no pity for separated lovers liketh us,
Lady Jane's lamentation becomes mournful gravity to thee;
Darkness swallows the four corners of mine heart.

v.

Pay no heed to the distances, death; how certainly welcome
As we rideth greek constellations, legends, and vagabonds.
I will bid thou safe travels, poetic wishes, universal footprints;
As thee descend upon the sky ladder to thou's lover.

vi.

I shall followeth in due time, I hear not mine king calling.
Patience goes hand n' hand with deliverance,
In our path of starlit misery; we embarked together as poets
Adieu for now sir Brandon, part with nightsong wings.

©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets Poetry
©Duo poem by me brandon nagley and Skaidrum
©Skaidrum
I'm the one who wrote the first three stanzas
Skaidum wrote the last three....
I made title...
Story is about me and skaidrum we are pretty much space travelers or astronauts that get lost in space our spaceship breaks down... Were out of gas in the shuttle there are black holes all around us, hope doesn't seem to promising... As we struggle to survive its me and skaidrum pretty much letting our soulmates know how much we love them just in case we dont get back home... Me missing queen jane and her missing her love.... Enjoy
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
ı.

Oňċє ѧ pєѧsѧňţ
Noɰ ѧ ҡıňɢ;
Bєċѧusє sһє һѧţһ ʟєţ mє
Iňţo һєя Ԁяєѧm's.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl jane nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
If you can't read poem it said

i.

Once a peasant
Now a king;
Because she hath let me
Into her dreams.
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
Hɛaʋɛռ
Wɦat ɖօtɦ tɦօʊ ҡռօաɛtɦ aɮօʊt ɦɛaʋɛռ ʄʀɨɛռɖ;
I aʟʀɛaɖʏ ɦatɦ ɦɛaʋɛռ ɨռ tɦɛ քaʟʍ օʄ ʍɨռɛ ɦaռɖ's
Tɦat ɦɛaʋɛռ's Eaʀʟ ʝaռɛ Naɢʟɛʏ ʍɨռɛ ʍaռ.



©Bʀaռɖօռ ռaɢʟɛʏ
©Eaʀʟ ʝaռɛ Naɢʟɛʏ ɖɛɖɨċatɨօռ ( Fɨʟɨքɨռօ ʀօsɛ)
©Lօռɛsօʍɛ քօɛts քօɛtʀʏ
 Oct 2015
Earl Jane


You’ve unseal all chains that keep my windows shut,
Open it valorously,
And let the sunshine in,
You let illumination enter my soul and detonate light that vivify my slumbered happiness,

You came, my knight in shining armor!
Oh, how you save me from my pitch-black world!



You draw near and kneel in front of me,
As the light from the opened windows brush your countenance,
I saw your feet from below,
Scintillating,
For you are heavenly armored,
Your left hand wrap around my neck,
And your right hand lift my chin,
Tears gush out from my eyes as your lips press against mine passionately,

Love spark between us,
I found my refuge in you from that very moment,
Assurance envelop and hope flourish within me.



You offered your hand to lead me the way,
You walk gaily with me while holding my hand tightly,
My eyes are affix to you, with only your visage I can see a glimpse of heaven,
You’ve welcome me in your paradise!
I was in such elation and you colored my eyes with lustrous hue.




You guide me through the rhythm of your genuine love,
I dance and sway with you as your love enter and penetrate me from within,

Our smiles stroke the skies with beauteous tints and limn rainbows from it.


You tour me to the garden of your love,
And yellow flowers fill the surroundings,
They bloom as we pass through them,
For our happiness spread seeds in the land,
And our love make them grow.



Then you carry me to the sea,
And storms start to rage out,
Winds blew to its extremity,
Demons are starting their travail to us,
To separate us through agonizing excruciation !

But we enfold each other tightly and lock fingers together,
We tread dauntlessly into the sea,
As God walk together with us,
Storms calm and the sun rise up and gleam in us,
For our love creates peace, and brings exhilaration and serenity.



We gleefully celebrate the victory of our love,
We stride to the mountains and soar high into the skies,
We lie down in the clouds and stare at the moon and the twinkling stars,

I lean my head into your chest and your arms wrap around me,
I stretch my arms, hug you firmly,
We delightfully cuddle,
And my legs lock against yours,
My hair together became our blanket,
With the euphonious sound of your heartbeat,
I fell asleep in your loving embrace,
And with the moonlight gleaming to us,

We dream,
TOGETHER.


with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
There art
Durian tree's
Banana tree's
Coconut tree's
All outside of her abode;
She's the queen of her land
The empress of a tropical grove.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Into twlight, Shadow's of monster's, men's piercing sight's
As they stareth at mine queen, dog's, hopeful dreamer's, dream's;
Tis, cometh to find out these verily aren't men, they were aloviti being's, their breath was poisonous as an asp, teeth as glass.

ii.

Tis these brute's couldst not be killed by arrow, nor gun's, unless silver and gold were used; They brought a thunderstorm and hail over me and mine beloved's head, they clinched their lip's, their nail's ripped through the roaring of the darkness around instead.

iii.

Mine Earl Jane Nagley held me closely, as tis these barbarian's were untamed and ghostly; I pulled out mine secret hidden choice, An Aesculapian snake to giveth a bang taste to these to these unholy ale's, I used that silver and gold to cut off their tail's.

iv.

Whilst the thunderstorm's and hail dissolved into thin air
Mine reyna and queen hugged me and screamed, cheerfully;
She saidst to me she loved me, tis now she was free, from pain and from anguish, I saved her again from the devil's advantage.





©Brandon Nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Just found this story on Google thought it would be interesting to write a story of it...an ale in Serbian mythology is a demon that takes form into a man,,, the demon can breathe on a man and become him. The ale's or demons power is thunderstorms and hail which is said it doesn't effect a village directly but the villages surrounding where the storm is.. And if a ale breathes on you it can make your soul leave your body up to the clouds.... Also you can't **** these ale's by any ordinary weapon not arrow or gun ( unless) silver and gold is used with it.... It is said the main choice weapon is the Aesculapian snake which somehow its poison killed these ale (demons) this is in Serbian !mythology and a few other European places around Serbia.... Interesting.. I'm not Serbian at all just thought this is interesting... Enjoy (: oh and yes aloviti are names for man transforming into these demons...
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
Fօʊʀ աօʀɖ's
Fօʀ tɦɛɛ;
I ɖօ
Mɨռɛ զʊɛɛռ.




©Bʀaռɖօռ Naɢʟɛʏ
©Lօռɛsօʍɛ քօɛt's քօɛtʀʏ
©Eaʀʟ ʝaռɛ ռaɢʟɛʏ ɖɛɖɨċatɨօռ ( Fɨʟɨքɨռօ ʀօsɛ)
Lol I never do poems with the W in front of it honestly always thought that was ridiculous putting a w for how many words there are but oh well trying something different lol.. W lolll enjoy
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
I ɖʀɨռҡɛtɦ ɦɛʀ քռɛʊʍa
I sաɨɢ ʊքօռ ɦɛʀ ɨռċaʀռatɨօռ;
Sɦɛ ɨs tɦɛ saċʀɛɖ ɛʍɮօɖɨʍɛռt
Oʄ tɦɛ ɖɨʄʄɛʀɛռt աօʀʟɖ's aռɖ ռatɨօռ's.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication
Title is- Embodiment to life

Poem is this if you can't read

I drinketh her pneuma
I swig upon her incarnation;
She is the sacred embodiment
Of the different world's and nation's.
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
She carried me aloft the firmament
To the Helix nebula;
Her wing's left trail's on earth of her beauty and elegance.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
í.

Tաօ ժíŚԵíղςԵ ҽղժ'Ś օƒ Եհҽ աօɾӀժ
Tաօ ŚҽԹɑɾɑԵҽ ςɑʍҽɾɑ ӀҽղŚҽŚ;
Oղҽ kíղց, զմҽҽղ, ɑ ҍօվ ɑղժ ɑ ցíɾӀ
FɑӀӀíղց ɑŚӀҽҽԹ íղԵҽɾաҽҍ ςօղղҽςԵíօղ.

íí.

Tհҽ Qմҽҽղ'Ś ҽվҽ'Ś ŚհմԵ
Hҽɾ kíղց աɑԵςհҽԵհ հҽɾ íղ ŚíӀҽղςҽ;
Tհҽ kíղց ςӀօŚҽŚ հíŚ Ӏíժ'Ś.
WհíӀŚԵ Եհҽ զմҽҽղ ԹҽҽԹ'Ś, Եí ʍҽӀҽŚŚ.

ííí.

SҽςɾҽԵ ŚԹíҽŚ, íղԵҽɾղҽԵ ժíѵíղҽ
EíցհԵ ԵհօմŚɑղժ, ƒíѵҽ հմղժɾҽժ ɑղժ ŚҽѵҽղԵվ Եաօ ʍíӀҽŚ ɑԹɑɾԵ;
Tհօմցհ ահíӀŚԵ օղ SkվԹҽ, ҽɑςհ օԵհҽɾ, ղҽ×Ե Եօ ɑղօԵհҽɾ
Síժҽ ҍվ Śíժҽ, ŚӀմʍҍҽɾíղց ҽղԵաíղҽժ, ցӀɑŚŚ Եօ ցӀɑŚŚ, օղҽ հҽɑɾԵ.



©Bɾɑղժօղ NɑցӀҽվ
©EɑɾӀ յɑղҽ ղɑցӀҽվ ժҽժíςɑԵíօղ
©ӀօղҽŚօʍҽ ԹօҽԵ'Ś ԹօҽԵɾվ
Title is Skype slumbering for you who can't read fancy reading lol
 Oct 2015
brandon nagley
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
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