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Aร ɑ yѳuɳg Gʀɛɛk รѳɳɳɛtɛɛʀ, I รɦɑʆt รtʀɛɑk tɦʀѳugɦ tɦɛ ɦɑรɦiɳɑ'ร. Fɛttɛʀ'ร ʝɑɳɛ ɑɳɗ I รɦɑʆt ɓuรt; tɦɛ ѳɳcɛ iɱpɑรรɑɓʆɛ, ɳѳw iɳ tɦʀuรt. Gѳɳรɦɑɳtuร ʀɛɑʆɱ, witɦ ɗɛɗicɑtɛɗ tʀuรt. Twѳ ɑɳgɛʆ'ร รɱiʆɛ ѳɳ รuɳรɛt'ร tѳucɦ. Sɦɛ ʆѳѵɛtɦ ɱɛ, ɑร ɗѳ I ʆѳѵɛtɦ ɦɛʀ รѳ ɱucɦ. A Cupiɗ'ร ɑʀʀѳw ɑt Miɗɳigɦt'ร ʆuɳcɦ.


©Bʀɑɳɗѳɳ Nɑgʆɛy
©Lѳɳɛรѳɱɛ pѳɛtร pѳɛtʀy
©Eɑʀʆ ʝɑɳɛ Nɑgʆɛy ɗɛɗicɑtiѳɳ ( Fiʆipiɳѳ ʀѳรɛ)
Hashina is a word I created + meaning high heavenly passing, hashina's,- is high heavenly passings ( gates into heaven)....
Gonshantus is a word I made- means far from mans touch.
Fetters- are chains for the ankles,,..
ι.

Her vιѕage ѕнone ιn тнe ѕтarѕaleт ѕalυтaтιon.
Her reѕιdυe, oғ ѕυnѕтreaĸed groove; O' нow
Holy waѕ тнιѕ ιnvιтaтιon.

ιι.

Oυrn ѕтory waѕ long тιмe overdυe.
Waιтιng, paιnιng ғor one-anoтнer;
A ĸιng, a qυeen, a poeт;
Hιѕ мυѕe.

ιιι.

Aѕ тнe color'ѕ oғ yellow, green and вlυe,
We ғυѕed, ιgnιтed, вιrd'ѕ eхcιтed;
Taĸιng oғғ ιn wιngѕpan oғ
Kroѕнonтυѕ velaвeeм.

iv.

Loѕт lover'ѕ, ғoυnd agaιn, wιтнιn
A dreaм oғ aιѕleѕ we ѕwaм; ѕqυalιne
Beaм-ѕнιne, paѕѕιon ғroм тнe dιѕтanт
Age, eхιѕтence oғ Cнrιѕт'ѕ cнoѕen. Once
Enтoмвed, now awoĸen. Bonιeѕ claѕped,
Spιrιтιnιυм υnвroĸen.

v.

Marвle'ѕ opened, тo тнe grand, тнe new.
Dιvιne вooĸ вeғore υѕ; ιn тнιrd-нeaven
Trυтн. None мore тнιng'ѕ тo нoldeтн υѕ
Bacĸ, none мore нencнмen, nor тнe nooѕe.
Necĸ'ѕ ғree, lιғe'ѕ ĸey, тo paradιѕal ғιrмaмenт,
Allelυιa we ѕιng.




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Visage is a person's ****** feature. Or face.
Shone means past like shined.
Starsalet- is a word I made meaning ( starry sunset)
Salutation- means greeting in old form.
Kroshontus velabeem- is a phrase I created meaning+ ( amazing speed.)
Squaline is another word I created meaning- divine scribing...
Bonies- a word I made up meaning fingers.
Spiritinium- is a word I created meaning ( the spirits momentum)
Marbles I say here-- I mean the eyes.... Marbles.
Paradisal means- like paradise. Heavenly.
 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
ks
lies
 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
ks
feed me poison,
watch me die,
savour while I struggle.

stab me with knives,
hear me cry,
make my screams your favourite song.

cut me up,
bleed me dry,
swim in my tears.

let me go through hell,
in beds of fire, lie
make castles of my ashes.

leave me behind,
and say goodbye,
carry with you a piece of me.

but please.. don't say you love me
only to lie.
i.

Mine doting of thou,
Is not wilting amour;
Mine love is more
Then floating, outside
Thy door.

ii.

Even in mine woe,
And caging dolor;
I shouteth thy name,
"Sweet jane' mine girl.

iii.

Whilst even in mine
Suffering, and the
Battle I'm in; with
Satan and his lackey's,
I wilt step upon them.
With thy help, and God's
Discipline, Jane O' Jane,
I'll soareth to the highest
Apex, mine plume's to expand,
Wing's to stretch; Yahweh's mighty
Word, to push them back to the gates of death.

iv.

So mine Jane,
I telleth thou this;
I'm not losing amour,
Nor am I tenderness.
I'm in the stage, of trans-
Figuration, O' soon queen,
We shalt meet in blissfulness,
Beautiful apparition's. Ghost's of
Old, ancient soul's, we'll tasteth
Cascade's of mezmerdade; bralishas
Of barinthia, thitherward the province of
Ourn holy one, next to El Shaddai, meaning
Elohim, also Jehovah, mine Jane and honey-
Bee. Aside the Almighty's throne, And elevated
Seat, his son Jesus Christ on the right- garbed
In robes that floweth with the vim of life. As there
Shalt be none need for the sun or moon, the creator's
Ourn light. A place that's right, wherein there art none wrong's,
Ourn sin's art forgotten within the angelic song's, these song's wilt be sung, on a basis of eternity; none ending, just befriending of the saint's at God's feet. Wisdom shalt be deep, from the beginning of ages, none more false prophet's nor greedy men to ruin the nation's, Concord within ourn Lord shalt follow the month's, as Jane, mine swain, it wilt be in this time's happening;
It's still thee I shalt want. So hold on tightly, don't let loose of mine hand, we'll trounce these dark bearers, and pour holy oil upon their head's, None more wilt they torture us, as they'll flee instead, before of ourn Lord, Jesus Christ, the risen, the man, the son of God, ourn protection, whom hath arisen from the dead.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Doting or dote- means adore- or adoring.
Wilting- as a leaf. Wilting away.
Dolor- means a state of great sorrow or distress.
Whilst- means while.
Lackey's or lackey is - servant or servants...
Wilt- also meaning archaic form ( will)....
Transfiguration- a complete change of form or appearance into a more beautiful or spiritual state. ( for me inward)
mezmerdade- is a word I created meaning- mesmerizing undying beauty.
bralishas- another word I made means- juicy lips.
barinthia- is a word I made up meaning ( bountiful or "abundant" era, or time.)
Thitherward also means thither- or to or toward a place.
Yahweh is a name for God in Hebrew form.
So is Elohim, and Jehovah.
El Shaddai- means God Almighty in Hebrew tongue. If you are confused why I use Hebrew names no I'm not Jewish if you know Christians we use same name for God as the ancient Hebrews -( Jews do) except most Jews don't except their own real Messiah Jesus like us Christians do . as the Jews should be doing.they've mocked Christ their own messiah from the beginning and will look for a false savior and messiah ( Antichrist as spoken in Revelation.) Though God loves his chosen Jewish people and wants them to return to him. As many will. Though many will be
Decieved by the son of perdition, the man of sin ( the Antichrist)..
Swain- means young lover...
Trounce means- .rebuke, conquer or punish severely.
I spent my entire life trying to escape
Only to find that my soul finds healing
In the very place I refused to call home
i.

Happy birthday
To thee, dearest
Friend. Mayest
This remembrance of birth
Be another year for thou
To thinkest of none end's;
But a brighter tommorrow.

ii.

Resteth gal sarah,
Put away all of
Thine sorrow's,
Didst thou not
Knoweth; there's
A God who breaketh
The alshshayatin
Who cometh against
Thee.

iii.

Thou art not alone,
As me and mine Jane
Art alway's there to
Be, a friend in need.
Growing seed's, to
Help-another grow.

iv.

Mayest the morrow
Be for thou, as white
As snow; mayest the
Seraphim, who surround's
Thy worries and protects
Thy home, showeth
Thee the light above thine tear's.
Smile mine friend, a friend is here.
Mayest thy sight be clear, and thy crown
Be uplifted and flared. As the world's glare
Hast betrayed thine eye's. Observeth upward
Wherein paradise lies; as thou wilt hath wing's one day
O' laureate of poetry's net. O' brilliant friend; of Jane and mine.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Thepoet(Sarah Ahmed) birthday dedication.


Sorry Sarah day late on b day dedication... But a happy wonderful birthday from me a friend if you ever need one there as you have always been there for me and Jane and have always been a major blessing to me and Jane!!! May the heavens open to you, and may you overcome your battles you face in this world...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY poetic friend !!!!
Mayest- means may...
Resteth- means rest.
Gal- young lady
alshshayatin- demons in Arabic.
Morrow- next day in archaic tongue.
Crown means head....
Seraphim- highest angels in gods kingdom.
Flared- burn with sudden intensity.
Wherein means- in which.
The world's glare betrayed thy or your eyes. Means this Sarah. The world and the wicked of the world ( demonic beings, bad people, and worldly things have tried to blind you. Though truth lies in god and in the heavens...
laureate means-
a person who is honored with an award for outstanding creative or intellectual achievement
Valentine of mine, quempress of the sublime,
Oriedjewel of the Filipino pool's, afire art mine
Eye's; to the ray's of thine beams.
This heart-shaped package is
Thy own, pull the string's;
And kiss mine being,
Touch mine breath.
Layest thine head
Upon mine *****,
Caress mine neck.
Unsharae with me,
A serenade fit for a king and queen,
Wherein the after-hours of moonlight desires, maketh
Budded roses and flower's out of thou and me. Mistaglare,
O' in season's fair; mine Valentine, mine love unwind, soak into mine bubble's, as the liquid wine. I'll stroke thy skin, thou wilt
Tour mine mind, as valentines shalt be felt, between ourn blood
Combined. Heaven's line's shalt be crossed by us, the sound's of Harp's, til' dawn and dusk. Perfumed pearly gates, therein fountain's gush. Ourn amour explodes, rainbow gold, freely spirit's, next to God's own throne. Telepathy as telephones, manor's with lantern's, heated ember glow. This the place wherein angel's roam, a place unknown; to unwelcomed guest's. A banquet full of peacefulness, none forgetfulness, as ourn satisfaction is apart of the attraction, O' how we conquer the valentenic terrain.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( filipino rose)
Quempress- is a word I made up before and used- means queen and empress.
Oriedjewel- another word I made up- means oriental jewel.
Beams- Ray of light.
Afire.- burning or on fire.
Unsharae is a word I made- meaning be free as a child.
Mistaglare- is a word I created to- meaning ( an abundance of mystical things.)
valentenic is a word I made up- meaning valentines like.
Therein means- in that place. Archaic word.
 Feb 2016 Earl Jane
Poetic T
little ones eager for the yearning of flight
Adorned on her they rest daunted by height
She wears a foliage of leafs upon her head
Those to tired to rest their wearily wings in bed.

Outstretched arms, she gives classes on improvement
Showing these little one the correct flapping movement
She jumped around didn't mind looking the clown
Laughing with glee, little ones wings moved up and down.

She wore attire that was a patchwork masterpiece
Never ashamed what she wore, each a unique gown
She did shed a tear when ones wings gave to flight
But she was fulfilled when she saw this amazing sight.

They flew with feathers under gusts of breeze
Up high they tweeted resting tired wings in trees
Her job was done, but where one flew one did not
She would always continue if one fell, it would be caught.
O' bygone poet's,
For where hath
Thou gone;

O' bygone poet's,
I keepeth thee alive;
In mine poetic song's.

O' archaic poet's,
Arise from thy
sepulchre;

O' archaic poet's,
Hath thou gone
Lost; massacred.



©Brandon Nagley
©lonesome poets poetry
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