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 Apr 2016 Earl Jane
betterdays
a prisoner of birth
the beachcomber
an a red rabbit
conversing in the place of lightness
spoke of the point of origon
then, shared the deception on his mind
in a painted house
until memories of midnight
became monday mourning
and the warlock
cried it's over now
let's bake ginger breads
Not my bookcase, visiting  relatives...but still fun
call me when you're thinking
when you're lonely
and I'm wondering
will he ever call again?
I haven't heard from him
in so long
call me when you can't think
whatever you do
just call
because I love to let the phone
ring and ring
 Apr 2016 Earl Jane
Torin
I'm ready to die and become a ghost
Not your love could ever save me
Not any love
Not myself
When my insides were always constricted by razor wire
And sharpened knives live close to my heart
And poison is my answer
And unhappy endings

I've had my moment of joy
And it's all over now
I can look forward
But I see not much but darkness

I'm ready to become a ghost
As I always feared I would
A lost soul, misunderstood
A broken heart
When my fingers were always lightning bolts
And I am nothing but a hurricane
The brutal squalls of water
Longing for peace

I was always a hand to hold
Reaching out
When no one reaches back
She tells me that she misses me

I'm ready to die
And roam forever
Haunting those who are haunted by memory
She tells me that's she'll miss me
I know she won't
And however can my soul
Rest in peace?
Andiyan ka na sa malayo,
Sa pagtalikod ko nakikita kitang kumakaway,
Ni hindi ko maisip kung paalam na,
O panibagong simula para sa ating dalawa.

Napakasimpleng bagay ng isang pagkaway,
Na bumabagabag sa isip ko kung ano nga ba ang totoo,
Magkikita bang muli kung saan tayo noon nagtagpo,
O ibabaon na sa limot at ibubulong sa unan ang lahat habang nakayapos sa kumot.

Dagliang sasagi sa aking isipan,
Ang mga matatamis na salita na binibulong sa aking tenga,
Yung sa pag tulog ko ikkwento mo sa akin kung gaano mo ko kamahal,
O di kaya uulit ulitin mo kung gaano ka nagpapasalamat na ako'y iyong nakilala,
Dahil binago ko ang takbo ng buhay mo,
Dahil pinatunayan kong may tao pang kagaya ko,
Na totoo,
Na may puso,
Na may pagnanasa para sa isip mo ngunit hindi sa katawan mo.

Biglang magdidilim ang lahat at makikita ko ang iyong mukha,
Namumula,
Nanggagalaiti,
Halos pumutok ang ugat sa kakasambit,
Ng mga salitang napakasakit,
Pero muling kakabigin ng mga bisig,
Na nakasanayan ko nang sa aki'y kumikikig.

Nagmimistulang saranggola,
Na sa ere'y inihitya,
At unti unti tinutulak palayo,
At tinatangay ng hangin,
Papalapit sa mga ulap at malapit ng maabot ang langit,
Biglang hahatakin pabalik gamit ang lubid na nakapalupot sa aking katawan,
Para saan?
Para ulitin kung ano ang nakasanayan.

Kaya para saan ba talaga ang iyong pagkaway?
Mamaalam ka na sana,
Dahil parang araw na sumisilaw sa aking mga mata.
Ang sakit tingnan,
Pero alam kong ikaw ang magbibigay ng init sa nanlalamig ko ng mga laman.
Pero kailangan ko na sigurong kalimutan,
at muling mabuhay sa mundong,
Para lang sa akin,
At hayaan kang maglayag,
Sa karagatang ninanais mo.
as talons tear apart the skin
I find myself aroused again

the sting I feel is quite sublime
no solid reason why I find

I wonder

have I always been this way ?
or am I simply going insane ?
She came covered in satin-silk hair,
Displayed by rainbowed Ray's;
A visage of God's awe,
And wing's that flew uncaged.
I kneweth her once afore,
In the natural form of grace;
The welkin's own, a soul I've
Known, regalia clase.
O' athwart twas I,
That seized her
Breath, the
Roaring sky's o'er
Happiness. She tucked
Her head, into mine chest;
As the rest played out
As a utopian scene.
Twas not a dream,
Or drug induced
Illusion, some get
Amour confused
With the devil's
Confusion, though we
Art an infusion;
Two antediluvian
Specter shades,
Her color is yellow
For the sun, mine is blue;
From the deepest of water's,
And the river of life
Out of God's throne
I pulled Jane through.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( àgapi mou) dedication
Afore- before
Regalia means -the emblems or insignia of royalty, especially the crown, scepter, and other ornaments used at a coronation.
the distinctive clothing worn and ornaments carried at formal occasions as an indication of status....
Clase- word I made up meaning- classy and tasteful.
Welkin- heaven or sky.
athwart- across; in opposition to; sideways; transversely.
Twas- it was..
O'er- over..
Art- are
Amour- love.
Infusion- the introduction of a new element or quality into something.
Specter- ghost...
Antediluvian means- of or belonging to the time before the biblical Flood.
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