i
I thought I was dying
Tis I was in midflight;
I was rushed out of the window,
A dark haired queen in the night.
ii
Tis none fright
Her in a maria clara gown;
A tawny undertone,
The other cherub's danced around.
iii
As she carried me, in the dark suspense
Ourn spirit's drifted peacefully;
Yellow blanket flower's, amour so immense,
I saweth the pearly gates, as tis she stood next to me.
iv
She let me knoweth
The only way to enter beyond;
Was to promise her loving kinship
As tis I promised mine soul and all.
v
I shalt never breaketh mine vow
To mine asiatic rose, I am quaint endowed;
She gaveth me the golden ticket, for the ivory pass
So I was humbled on mine knee's, thanked God, I kissed her sash.
©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 5:09 PM UTC
i
I thought I was dying
Tis I was in midflight;
I was rushed out of the window,
A dark haired queen in the night.
ii
Tis none fright
Her in a maria clara gown;
A tawny undertone,
The other cherub's danced around.
iii
As she carried me, in the dark suspense
Ourn spirit's drifted peacefully;
Yellow blanket flower's, amour so immense,
I saweth the pearly gates, as tis she stood next to me.
iv
She let me knoweth
The only way to enter beyond;
Was to promise her loving kinship
As tis I promised mine soul and all.
v
I shalt never breaketh mine vow
To mine asiatic rose, I am quaint endowed;
She gaveth me the golden ticket, for the ivory pass
So I was humbled on mine knee's, thanked God, I kissed her sash.
©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna dedication
©Lonesome poets poetry
