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 Dec 2015
A Lopez
An open hand
Not a handout
An open mouth
No food for it.
I need loving
Nourishment.
Suffering builds character  while Love heals your mind.
Something that with Age that I realize that right now.
That when you are struggling, life seems harder then.
Each trial or struggle seems to be getting worst then the last.
But in the very end of the schemes of Life right here now.
The hardships only make each of us a stronger person here.
Thus helping us to become  Overcomers through Christ.
So when you do seem overwhelm here go a head and cry.
Then pray for his Strength within you to help build you up.
 Dec 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Floret of the zenith,
Shower down upon
Me; with thine arm's
Wrap and garb me,
With a diadem
Hemmed
As a rose
Petal's
Stem.

ii.

Lass, of mine desire.
There's a shimmer aside
The fire; ourn silhouettes
Trace ourn love's attire,
I calleth thee Reyna, as
I heareth the whisper
"Sire", I gently kiss
Thine hand; we tire.
Falling asleep, in ourn
Dream's, with thee I squire.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Floret is- one of the small flowers making up a composite flower head. Or a small flower.
zenith is the highest point reached by a celestial or other object.
Diadem is a crown with jewels...
Sire- is haic
a respectful form of address for someone of high social status, especially a king.
Squire means- (of a man) accompany or escort (a woman....
 Dec 2015
BeYourImperfectness
He sits at the table
Everyone watching him.
It's another year to be older,
So he blows out the candle.

When they take pictures
Now that he has taken his wish
It's scary what his smile hides,
Him thinking he's another year older and ready to die.
©BeYourImperfectness
bright little pearls
sparkling white in an arc
i love your smile
Senryu
You couldn't believe
so quiet could be the croc
its eyes a wise sage
scales rigid rock

lay frozen on the mud
no flies could stir
stubbornly in trance
mind elsewhere

sixteen feet in size
dumb cool in creek
in the hermit's guise
lamblike tender meek

pounce it does when needs
not preys on what eats not
the human hunter feeds
on hatred and whole lot.
inspiration: cover photo, 6 December, 2015
Our poems are fabrics

knit with the dreams inside
laid out in the open
so may a passing eye
grant a glance

a pausing mind
decides for a fleeting moment
to wear

thinking them their own.
 Dec 2015
Camellia-Japonica
I
am
not
here.
Blank
spaces.

Ruinous
remnants.
**Completes
desolation.
Copyright © JLB
11/12/2015
21:58 GMT
 Dec 2015
Carl Joseph Roberts
The Fear Of Failure

The fear of failure at least for me
Helps me to survive
It drives me to do better
And makes me live my life

The fear of failure pushes me
To make sure that I succeed
Shows me where I need to go
And what I truly need

The fear of failure guides me
Shows me where I'm at
Helps me to push forward
And makes sure I don't look back

The fear of failure is all I need
To make sure I stay the path
It shows me that the life I lead
Must be one of giving back

The fear of failure


Poem by : Carl Joseph Roberts
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 Dec 2015
A Lopez
Two bodies

Creating

Appetite.

Child is born-
feeling ashame
i am that too naive to realize?
i am that too blind to see?
they are looking at me with their mocking stares
their eyes telling me that i don't belong
even the sun
i can feel his scorching stare
as they pick that beautiful thing
they want me out
they cut me with their knives
i didn't even wish that i will be like this
it is wrong that i was made
this way?
 Dec 2015
Brandon Amberger
I can easily get lost
Just in my mind
It’s elaborate vibrant and vast
It’s every memory in my past
Filled with my predictions for the future
Goals dreams aspirations too
My worries and fears
All the times I shed a tear
These paths all intertwine
Creating this entangled knot
But somehow I sleep peacefully on a cot
I think it’s because even though I dream
During the day or night
I still have this objective sight
 Dec 2015
brandon nagley
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©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
First shot on a concrete first and last poem for me on concrete lollllllllllll picture sais earl Jane.... I am using a tablet not good idea for concrete as have tried before and when you post it letters get rearranged by tablet and I'm not a good painter nor drawer anyways. That's why I stick to music and poetry lol sorry Reyna Jane it looks horrible oh well!!! It's poetic LOL me more reyna... Sorry for horrible artistry though as I said I stick to being a poet and musician lol doesn't help either using a tablet doesn't help the artwork LOL its so ugly! Not expecting any likes.... Took a little while to do this ugly piece LOL... Love you more Reyna Earl Jane Nagley!!!
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