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ajlb Dec 2015
i.
look at the horizon
a new day is dawning
the colours mixing
stealing the air i breathe

ii.
the wonders of the world discovering
nothing left for me to be looking
except i feel a longing
for adventure far away

iii.*
words strung together form meaning
some which create such deep bonds
others which break worlds and souls
so, what did you wish to tell me?
finally got some inspiration #blessed
ajlb Nov 2015
you are a loved one held so dear
you are a monster hiding under my bed, fear

you are storm causing so much pain
you are blood pumping through these veins

you are thoughts unthinkable
you are my suicide, it's not fixable

you are words that I don't speak
you are nightmares that I have bleak

you are emotions unfelt
you are numbness undealt

you are tears streaming down
you are feelings so renown

you are my anger not shown
you are a hit never thrown

you are jealously oh so green
you are envy that should never be seen

you are the one who is not to blame
you are not me who ruins everything, that not my aim
  Nov 2015 ajlb
brandon nagley
i.

I shalt play
The piano and lrye;
To put her to sleep.

ii.

I shalt strum
Her heart's desire;
Inside of her keep.

iii.

I shalt swoon her
In ecstasy marriage;
Lover's entwined
Magical carriage.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane Nagley dedicated ( Filipino rose)
A lyre is like a small harp...
ajlb Nov 2015
you said you loved me,
I said it back.
but then, *why do I feel this way?
ajlb Nov 2015
death
3 constants 2 vows
and one final
condition

a word which describes
the end, last,
the big finale
the last act

the intermission
is now over
take your seat
are you ready for the ride

rest in peace
while those
who are left
remain in pieces

the hooded figure
is here for you
to claim your soul
and these forgotten regrets

ready?
I know I am
let's go
into the darkness

to see what awaits
on the other side
heaven, hell
*or something in between
ajlb Nov 2015
I want to go back
to the simple days
where all problems
fixed by tape or glue

the worst thing
that could have happen
when you did something
mum would have all the answers

not anymore
the years flown by
problems mine alone to deal with
to work out the answer

a sign hung
high above
swaying with the breeze
*welcome to reality
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