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 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
I'ʍ a sքʏ ɨռtօ ɦɛʀ sօʊʟ
A tʀɛasʊʀɛ tʀօʋɛ;
Oʄ sɨʟʋɛʀ aռɖ ɢօʟɖ.




©Brandon nagley
©Earl jane nagley dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry
If you dont understand font it said

I'm a spy into her soul
A treasure trove;
Of silver and gold,
 Sep 2015
South-by-Southwest
I opened up
Dumped out the words
Kicked them hard
For the sound I heard
Crack ! goes the breaking ribs
There is no pity that I give
Stomped then flat
Stretched then out
Made them squeal
Then I made them shout
I grabbed them by the naked throat
Squeezed so hard
I made them choke
I made pain flash in their eyes
I made them pay for all their lies
Hot fear sweated out
Red blood dripped cold
without a doubt
I made them wish
they had never said
Before I made
A morgue , of the page
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
How  graceful are your feet in sandals,
O queenly maiden!
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
the work of a master hand,
Your navel is a rounded bowl
that never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,
enriched with liliies.
Your two ******* are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,
by the gate of Bath rabbim
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,
overlooking Damascus.
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
WHATEVER  DEEDS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FEELINGS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER CHEATING YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER LOVE YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER RACE YOU RUN TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FIRMS YOU CREATE TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER SCAMS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER JUDGEMENT YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER  FACES AND COLOURS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER  YOU SHOW TO WORLD TRUE NEVER DIES.
WRONG DEEDS  NEVER WINS AGAINST TRUE, SO TRUE NEVER DIES.
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Your head crowns you like Carmel,
and your flowing locks are like purple;
a king is held captive in the tresses.
How fair and pleasant you are,
O loved one, delectable maiden.
You are stately as a palm tree,
and your ******* are like its clusters.
I say I will climb the palm tree
and lay hold of its branches.
Oh may your *******  be like
clusters of the vine,
and the scent of your  
breath like apples,
and your kisses like the best wine
that goes down smoothly,
gliding over lips and teeth.
Anointed shamans  , brilliant orbs in every direction, light upon ambiguity , sparking lamentations , psalms of hope unleashing joy and wonderment through power of script carved by imagination !
 Sep 2015
Eliot York
Awe
Throughout her adult life
all of the land shaded.
Feverless islands where the
aged couple sleep.
Never once have I hosted a party. Not once have I
told you, I have
been hurt.
Coco (The Hello Poetry Computer) wrote the original:

Aw of the land shaded,
feverless islands where the
aged couple sleep.
Never once have I hosted a party. Not once have I
told you, I have never
been hurt
repeatively throughout her adult life. She passed out from --
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Upon my bed at night
I sought him whom my
soul loves.
I sought him but found him not,
I called him but he gave
no answer.
I will rise now and go about
the city
in the streets and in the
squares.
I will seek him whom my
soul loves.
I sought him but  found  
him not.
The sentinels found me,
as they went about in the city.
"Have you seen him whom
my soul loves."  
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Criminal Deeds never goes to top.
Criminal Deeds are dangerous to human kinds.
Criminal Deeds  are black spots to human life.
Criminal Deeds are seen in every human kinds.
Criminal Deeds are big threats to our country.
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
O that you  were like a brother to me,
who nursed at my mother's breast!
If I met you outside , I would kiss you,
and no one would despise me .
I would  lead you and  bring you
into the house of my mother;
and into the chamber of
thou one who bore me
I would give you spiced wine to drink.
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
I opened to my beloved,
but  my beloved laid turned and was gone.
My soul failed me when he spoke
I sought him , but did not find him.
I called him, but he gave to answer.
Making their rounds in the  city.
the sentinels found me ;
they beat me ,they wounded me.
they took away my mantle
those sentinels of the walls.
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
if you find my beloved, tell him this,
I am faint with love.
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