Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs Sѧʏєţһ
Tһѧţ ţһou ѧяţ ňoţ ɢooԀ єňouɢһ;

Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs sѧʏєţһ
Tһou ѧяţ ňoţ ɞєѧuţıғuʟ єňouɢһ;

Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs sѧʏєţһ
Tһou Ԁoţһ ňoţ Ԁo єňouɢһ.

Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs sѧʏєţһ
I Ԁєsєяνєţһ ɞєţţєя;

Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs sѧʏєţһ
Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs sѧʏєţһ;
Tһou ѧʟɰѧʏs sѧyeth.

Mıňє զuєєň

Tıs mє
Wһo Ԁoţһ ňoţ Ԁєsєяνєţһ ţһєє.

Tһou ѧяţ moяє ţһѧň
GooԀ єňouɢһ;


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication

I am whole, one, contented and buoyant; as fulsome light I smile.

I'm crazed for her, craveth her I do; her slaver, her sable hair.

Her touch, her feel, her radiance; maketh me trance, hypnosis.

I was earthbound in mine bygone hour's, now elevated, towered.

She taketh me to unknown river's of life, a king, queen, man wife.

Thus wherein all is right, a perfect flight to peace and safety.

Mine Filipino baby, lifegiver to those whom hath none breath.

The only queen, within mine dream's; she heard mine screams.

And tis she's safety, from the bad in-between; mine Earl Jane.



©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane Nagley dedication ( Filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry

Wherein the Angel's dieth
The world doth cryeth;
And the world doth falleth
Wherein the Angel wings don't flyeth.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

I was taken back to the age of twenty one
Just a few minutes ago, thinking
I was the son of a madman alcoholic who seemed to know only what living was while drunkened to his stupor. But I loved my dad despite his way's of binging and not coming back for week's.
Dad again to you I wish I could speak.

No longer afraid, no longer alone
Because I am a child of God
Saved and rescued, I'm finally home
Because I am a child of God

I believe that one day soon Christ shall return.
I believe that unconditional love can save the person.
I believe that love , truth, and faith are a choice.
For either we believe in something or not believe.
I believe that by our choices we choose our reality.
I believe that where our Hope lies is where we end up at.
I believe that we all make mistakes and fail others.
I believe that Christ was the only perfect one that walk the earth.
I believe that Christ can heal all wounds and pains.

Use me to reach out to those without hope.
For in truth, you are the only true Hope here.
Guide me to those without any true hope.
For people are flawed, and true hope is lost.
Because we all shall die someday here on earth.
But you whom created this universe eons ago.
Shall live forever, so only through you do we see true Hope.
Only you have the power, to give to us Salvation.
Only you can love us into becoming healed here.

I never thought I could
Love anyone this much
As much, as I, love you.
Love always <3
Love forever<3.
your husband.
So true.

reading this morn's newspaper was different
said the father to his son
the prints are loud and bold
alphabets glitter as gold
crystal lucid is the page
and from the balcony,
whee, i can see every tree
without the haze.

the next twenty four days
he  was joyously rediscovering a world
in the exuberance of one reborn
only missing the car that ran him down
on the twentyfifth morn.

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

on a quest for effervescent feathers
to be blessed with the best treasure ever
pleasure for forever never can be measured
i'm just a beggar on a heavenly endeavor