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OK so this isn't a poem, just mine queen Earl Jane also known as can you hear me on hello poetry or just earljane on her profile mine lover keeps saying she isn't beautiful.. She keeps calling herself ugly which is far from the truth!!! So this is a little survey just to prove to her since she won't believe mine words on how beautiful elegant gorgeous attractive **** she is!!not just on the outside of her flesh which men btw skin doesn't matter inside does.  But anyways just taking a survey for anyone who sees Jane's beauty on the outside to hit like and sees Jane's beauty on the inside to hit like!! For you who don't know Jane she's the Filipino queen in mine pic next to me... Thanks for reading...

Brandon Nagley....
i.

Miracle baby
Cometh from
The hand
Of paradise;

ii.

Miracle lady
Cometh from
The land
Of turquoise sea's;

iii.

Miracle queen
Sleepeth sweet
Tonight;

iv.

Miracle angel
I am thou;
Thou art me.

v.

Miracle cherub
buss me in thy
Bathe;

vi.

Miracle lass
Forget thine
Past; now we're
In today.

vii.

Miracle gift,
Mine heart
Uplifts, when
Thou art near;

viii.

Miracle Jane,
In pleasure
Or pain; thy
King shalt be
right here.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
Buss means to kiss someone or kiss if anyone wondered (:::
 Nov 2015 Natalia mushara
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My Mom
 Nov 2015 Natalia mushara
ryn
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•like clockwork,
  her day would begin
•pressures of life like no
one could imagine•toting the
crushing weight upon her tiny shou-
lders•responsibilities and expectations that
would overwhelm before she falters•she'd ***-
ble as she groans her duress•her skin would crack
to release pent up stress•then there would come a day
•her exhausted veins would rupture and then give way
•she has the most terrible temper•but we would still flock
to her•
why?*........when time and again she offers us strife•

simply because she provides,
she gives us life•
Concrete Poem 12 of 30

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i.

Sacred art ourn vow's, forever I wilt be thine cloud,
To soak the rainstorm's up when they cometh;
I wilt forevermore be thine hari,
We shalt maketh a distant story,
On the patience we do hath.

ii.

We shalt showeth ourn children
The merriment of ourn smile's;
Being parent's of better style;
Freedom paint's us as the wild,
Godly carved into the rock's.

iii.

Husband and wife
Connecting bones,
Ourn abode, just
One stone's throw;
A castle of kingdom's,
With a yellow rose;
Laughter echoes, ourn
Warming nose, touching
As primal kitten's.

iv.

History remembered,
Amour' notes written;
Jewel's around thine neck,
Tenderness, with full respects,
Thanksgiving given,
Alive, once dead
Blossom's risen,
From ourn tomb's,
We serenade in-
tranquil invention,
Didst I mention?
This troth is infinite;
Surely soon, mine queen
Of soothe, we shalt meet-
In a Heavensent.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose dedicated)
Hari means king in Filipino
troth - archaicformal
faith or loyalty when pledged in a solemn agreement or undertaking.
Also means archaic for truth!!!
To all hello poetry poets who follow and support me... Just wanna thank you from the bottom of mine heart for all your support love, friendship, knowledge, wisdom and beautiful works of heaven you all write.. Thank you for liking mine work and showing me there is still love left on a planet that's being overtaken with hatred and evil.... As tis I will support you and try to find the lost poets who are NOT noticed those quiet and hidden poets and overlooked poets. The ones in the back of the room. The new age classics... As we all should find the unspoken poets work and push it.... As there are so many unknown lost beauties of work.... Thank you all for support and blessings and giving me new friendship and light to shine upon me. May God bless you on this day or night to you. And daily for you. And especially to mine queen Earl Jane... I love you forever mine soul. Mine soulmate .. Mine Reyna. Mine love. Mine amour'... Mine all!!!!! As tis Jane today and everyday I'm blessed to have you and greatful to have a godsend from heaven to earth to protect and love me. God bless our love queen as Lennon put it... I love you all and thank all of you...

God bless

Brandon cory Nagley
Lonesome poet's poetry creator...
I'm the blood
Inside her vein's;
In love, O' love,
Madly insane.
Pouring down
Like sensual rain;
I'm the blood
Inside her vein's.
I feedeth her heart
Into her soul,
I enter in silver
She cometh out
Gold; I'm the blood
Inside her vein's,
Inside her mouth
I swirl again, tis
I'm the love inside
Her head, I enter
On in, angelic
sentient; tis
I'm the spirit
Inside her chalice,
She drinketh me, over-
Taketh me by her
Asian palace: im the
Blood inside her vein's,
I'm vital, I'm living,
Once again; I'm the king
Inside her dream's, inside her chamber, tis do I sleep.
I'm the blood inside her vein's, and O' how sweet doth her plasma taste. Tis I'm the blood inside her vein's........



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley ( Filipino rose) dedicated
you killed me
with your

invisible knife

©IGMS
you never meant to hurt me
but I swear you're a murderer of heart.
humming slowly
as i sway with this sad song
dancing the rhythm
of this broken sonata
feeling this heartbeat
that started to fade
if only you could see
the dreary tune in this piece
you would rather listen
than see the lyrics within this song
crumpled sheets of paper
scattered all around the floor
with every sheets
there is a written tale of us
seeing this sheets
makes me wonder
when will i be able
to touch the sky?
give me love, darling
give me love cause lately
i am craving for more
give me love, darling
so the tale of these crumpled sheets
will became true
give me love, darling
so this piece will cry with joy
so i beg
like beggar in the street
so i cry
like a baby in a crib
cause lately
i don't understand
why i am craving for more*

give me love, darling

©IGMS 2014
Inspired by the song of ed sheeran
I thought that
When I started to rub myself against the ground,
I would attract you.

But that was what I thought

'cause we are both
In the same charge
Pushing away

©IGMS
Special Mention to The Girl Who Loves You who help me fix this one. Thank u!
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