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 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Mine Waling-Waling
If mine existence soon doth leaveth;
Mine psalm's art left here on Hello Poetry
In thine Palm's they shalt speaketh.

ii.

If this shalt be the ******
Mine rhyme's in thee;
Shalt be entwined
Into thy mind, I will meeteth thee in heaven's gate nine, the back.

iii.

If soon shalt be mine termination
I'll meeteth thee at the station;
Wherein cerulean airmist
Shalt maketh me drift, onward ahead.

iv.

Amongst the living
Not dead;
I shalt findeth thou
If today's mine last breathe somehow, I'll be waiting in a shroud.

v.

If mine Incarnadine
Shalt be spilt as wine;
And I hemorrhage from mine brain
Just remember queen, eternally, we shalt meet and be one again.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley/Filipino rose dedication
A waling-waling flower or scientific name for it is (Vanda sanderiana) it is the Philippines national flower.. Used in title....it has pinkish red orange and yellow colors to it quite beautiful..
 Sep 2015
eunsung aka Silas
you may not know me
face to face,
but you and I have connected
heart to heart through words.

Our lives are woven together by
the tapestry of words,
and into a living breathing poetry.

you and I are no longer strangers,
but fellow poets and sojourners
on this journey of creation.
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
i.

Thou always sayeth
Thou art not good enough love;
Though thou hath saved mine life.

ii.

Thou always sayeth
Thou aren't beautiful enough love;
Though every man flocketh to thee, and thy sight.

iii.

Thou always sayeth
That thou doth not do enough love;
Though thou hath given me the heaven's.

iv.

Thou always sayeth
That thou art the blessed one;
Though it's me, who's free by thee, I must claimeth.

v.

Thou wilt always sayeth it's thee most
As tis I wilt sayeth back, me more;
Forever we wilt liveth, on eachother's amour'.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
A normal man
Wilt sayeth a simple goodbye, on his deathbed;
A poetic man wilt recite
Poetry in his dying breathe's.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
 Sep 2015
brandon nagley
i.

In sheol, I lifted mine view atop me; wherein the cave was a dreary scene, fixture's and antique beam's screamed of the hopelessness in this sump.

ii.

A preternatural shimmer, bursted this chthonic picture; the demon's betwixt me and her hunched. Her brigandine of Filipino shine, yoked into mine synapse.

iii.

Mine carrion shook, into the nook's, she slipped me through sheol's crack's. The earth above, I was taken up to, seeing all, I felt a calm, from this seraphim of tribal awe.

iv.

She saidst " Brandon ive come, to giveth thee mine protection " I felt a rush of her touch; direct ressurection. I healed instantaneously, as mine soul finally found it's other half.


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose
 Sep 2015
Earl Jane


1.
The past drowned me deep,
Then you came to my rescue,
My valorous knight.


2.
Oh, your touch mended,
All laceration I felt,
You remake me whole.


3.
You walked beside me,
Hold me tightly all the way,
Oh how I feel safe!


4.
You gleam immensely,
This pitch-black path I’m treading,
You lead me the way,


5.
Sweet arms envelop,
Gives me warmth when I feel numb,
Your chest, my console.


6.
Your words, my manual,
That keeps me in the right tract,
Accord assurance.


7.
Your smiles uplift me,
Bring me to jubilation,
My joy provider.


8.
Your laugh enliven,
Move my soul into elation,
You’re all I needed.


9.
Then you give me glimpse,
Of how paradise looks like,
Your eyes sent me there.


10.
Your love lifted me,
Took me to heavenly realms,
With you, I feel free.


11.
We lie in the clouds,
Unleash this passion within,
In this bed so dear.


12.
Me and you alone,
Leaving the world behind us,
And savor our love.





with love <3


© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3





Was suppose to write 20 haiku , last night just broke me, haha, i wrote many already and laptop unexpectedly shut down leaving no trace of my writing behind, lovely isn't it? HAHA!

I tried my best and wrote again, hope you love this, just so normal i know. LOL !
 Sep 2015
Tommy Jackson
Shuffle the deck of the go time no time.
Finna clacks
All talk no bite
When it comes
To kryptonite.
Off the rocker
Jamming the set
Bang clash to the drums
Killing in set.
Kick the rocks
Sleepy johnson said behind the curtain
Age seventeen.
Age 51 now
Still playing my dreams.
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