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Earl Jane Jan 2017

I seclude myself in the dark pit,
So that no one could hurt me and push me to hell for my demise,
And so I am here sitting and crouch in melancholy,
As the beating of my heart join the euphony of silence & darkness in unison,
I feel numb and yet happy with the tranquility,
But suddenly I felt the tears racing down my cheeks and then I start wailing,
I breakdown in fragments and pick it by myself,
I am gradually dying with no console,
Even my shadow left me in vain,
My soul scream for help,
But end up with nothingness,
I reach out my hand hoping for someone to lift me up,
But nobody is there for me,
I only got my will to keep me on my feet,
I only got my faith to stand up and move forward.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Earl Jane Jan 2017

You've filled my cup with your love,
That's why I spill my love over you.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon
  Jan 2017 Earl Jane
brandon nagley
Beloved of the sultry ness,
Half wight, fully light;
dayspring of the morn.

Heaven's spark at night;
Mine rainbow in
Fiersome storms.

Bedight me with thy
Comfort, quench me
In the dusk, lancinate
This anxious soul,
Kiss me with a

Quiet i'll stay,
I'll sit quite still;
To put mine soul
Inside thee, struck
By love so real.

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©earl jane nagley dedication.
Beloved: dearly loved.
Sultry: hot and humid.
Ness; a strip of land projecting into a body of water.
wight : archaic word for (human being)'.
Bedight; decorate.
Thy: your
Mine means my.
Thee means you
Earl Jane Jan 2017

I bathe you with my tears of love,
Hoping that it will overflow,
And that someday,
It will sail you next to me.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon ❤
Earl Jane Jan 2017

I left a trail of blood from my bleeding heart,
Praying that you will follow & mend me,
But the depth of my aching overflow & my river of tears erase it,
Now I am left with a track to my death,
A death of utmost throe, lonesomeness & dejection.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Earl Jane Jan 2017

I'll plant a kiss in your lips,
So that a smile will grow in it,
Then its roots will reach into your heart and soul,
And that love will be its fruit.

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon ❤❤

***. Lol. I didn't realize this became the daily poem ON MY BIRTHDAY. Hahaha.. Lots stuff are happening today and I am really happy. Thank you everyone
  Dec 2016 Earl Jane
brandon nagley
Her eye's crochet the sweetest honey taste, from afar i canst touch her face; in only dream state for now.

Though ourn spiritual confections are locked in sky mode, heavenly perfection; myth's to men, reality of the unseen beauty.

Namelings of celestial fountain springs, nubivagant moving and dancing; aye, aye, none tears to cry.

Fears shed like scales, new thoughts, new thinking; eating pomarious delights, the river of life from which comes ourn drinking.

Surrounded, soon shalt we be, where tree's art high as sloping hills, where breath gives life; where life is free.

Impigrity wilt help us as we'll focus on scenes, aloft places believed; to be lost or fabricated.

Though the sights shalt be real,
As ourn latibule wilt be close;
To the field's that bloom yellow,
Wherein the grass is to thy waist,
And thy feet like pillows feel.

©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
©earl jane nagley dedicated
Afar: far away.
Canst:archaic for can.
Outn: our.
Confections: action of mixing or combing something.
Namelings/ persons bearing the same name.
nubivagant: moving throughout or among the clouds.
River of life: literal river that comes out of gods throne in heaven.
pomarious:of or belonging to an orchard or fruit-garden.
impigrity:quickness, speed.
latibule: hiding place.
Wilt: will.
Aloft: overhead.
Thy, is your also thine yours
Thou is you.
Aye: Scottish form means yes
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