She kept to herself most of the time
But this time
This particular day
She let out a smile in his direction.

Suddenly her life turned upside down.

she doesn't do it for you
she doesn't wake up for you
she doesn't paint her lips for you
or add that sparkle to her eye for you
she is the sun
she is the moon
she is the Stars
and she does it all for herself

Amain I want to maneuver
Onward into her incandescent
Cloak, as the igneous smoke
That arises. Mine eye's art
Tired and crying; as I just
Want one fragment of her
Skin to feeleth. O' as a man
For I'm weak, as an extra-
mundane being mine thought's
Come out faster then mine
Word's canst speak. I wilt
Continueth not in the flesh,
For the flesh burdeneth the
Soul; though in patience
And spirit, ourn long-
Suffering shalt be made
As the finest of gold. O'
Loveliest Jane, thought
Of mine thinking's, red
In mine brain, How the
Day's and night's art
Long, though I wilt
Still continueth in
Prayer, hymns
Song. Giving
Glory for what
I do hath. In happy or
Sad, good and bad; I'll always look ahead.
To the morrow wherein mine frown wilt be laughter and the roses I shalt giveth thee wilt be of rose loving scent. O' soon mine tear's shalt be dried, and mine phantom wilt no longer be in rent.
As I giveth gratitude to ourn Potter who maketh all thing's new,
Who bringeth water, with droplet dew, who maketh bird's hath nest's, and babies hath homes, in places of peacefulness. O' if the morrow doth for some reason not arrive; I'll send thee an engravement on mount Malindang, With the ring that never
Made it to thee; and mine kisses to spell thy name.


©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( pookie dedication)

Tell me where I failed
On being your friend
Tell me when it ended
And how it all began.

I tried to brush off the fact
That you stabbed me in the back
I knew and my heart was bleeding
And it was bleeding for you.

How hard must it be
For you to be stuck with me
That you had to pretend it's okay
For me to be your friend.

It's okay now, I forgive you
Just be honest and tell me the truth
Did you mean what you said
When you promised never to leave me
Just like they all did?

I guess by now I should know
But it's always easier to be comforted by a lie
Than be slapped with the truth
That you did not care
Not once not ever.

I opened myself up to you
Something I do not often do
But you betrayed me still.
Tell me,
What did I ever do to you?

I know that I have things to look forward to.
There is no since in walking around being blue.
I know this for a fact and it is surely true.
And moments like these are only but a few.

I have made an assessment on what needs to be done.
This ain't nothing new and I'm not the only one.
To tear down the walls and overcome my fears.
And to leave behind me this trail of tears.

I will be very selective about anyone's advice.
I know they're thoughtful and trying to be nice.
But they have never walked a mile in my shoes.
And they have never known about singing my blues.

Everybody's different with a different story to tell.
My story is not something that I am trying to sell.
It's just the life I've been living for all these years.
And I will be walking tall beyond this trail of tears.

Distant
Like the moon
She became
Trying to mend herself
While secretly wishing
For someone to mend her.
While others only see the darkness,
She's secretly hoping
For someone, just one person will do,
To notice
That she also has light.
To know
The little things
That make her happy
And the little things
That make her sad.
To admire the fact that
Despite the darkness enveloping
And the stars competing
For all the attention,
She's okay
With having only one soul
To look at her
And believe in her
When she can't do the same for herself.
She wishes to be loved as the moon
And not just the moon among the stars.

i will bottle the sound of rain
and fold it
deeply
into the quietest recesses
of that muscle
just below your breastbone,
and make it beat chartreuse
soft taps slithering wet yesyesyes's