Mankind destroyeth another
Predicted long ago;

Mankind killeth sister and brother
Predicted long ago;

Mankind plundereth the earth
Predicted long ago;

Mankind eliminates the newborn
Stained blood upon church snow;

Mankind terminates with weapon's
Predicted long ago;

Mankind to God they get angry and question
Predicted long ago;

Mankind escapeth with addiction
Predicted long ago;

Truth bringer's sit in prison
Predicted long ago;

Politicians ****** with unlawful invention's
Predicted long ago;

Immoral parading of falsehood
Predicted long ago;

Thugs and dope in the neighborhood's
Predicted long ago;

Earthquake's in diverse places
Predicted long ago;

Mankind changing natural faces
Predicted long ago;

Mankind of their father the devil
Predicted long ago;

Mankind worshipping hell's level
Predicted long ago;

War's and rumour's of war
Predicted long ago;

Syria turning to a ruinous heap
Predicted Isaiah 17:1,
For thou whom don't know.

Murderer's stealeth for keep's
Predicted long ago;

Beast's dressing up as sheep
Predicted long ago;

Hatred from their bellies
They get hired on whom they know.

Dollar bills come to naught
Whilst debt in every abode grows.

Unorthodox affection's
Like bloomed flower's show.

Sign's in the sun and moon
Predicted long ago;

Prophet's telleth truth beyond the tomb
Predicted long ago;

The world is in chaos
Predicted long ago;

Iran joining with Russia
Predicted long ago;

China practicing for war games
Predicted long ago;

Revelation 9:16, nuclear bang,
An Oriental blow;

A false prophet to bring religion's together
Predicted long ago;

With the Antichrist as his helper
Predicted long ago;

Underground shelter's
Where rich men hide their woes.

Whilst some prediction's hath happened already
Predicted long ago;

More art being fulfilled
Predicted long ago;

More to cometh
Predicted long ago;

Soon Christ's light shalt shineth
Predicted long ago;

Every man to bow their feature's
Predicted long ago;

King of king, lord of Lord's
Whom many hath rejected before all they know.

Broken glass in blown out stores
Predicted long ago;

A disappearance of many Christian's(rapture)
Predicted long ago;

World war three
At the step's of thou
And me;

Predicted long ago.......



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Prophecy

And I am a Woman
who so knows herself
my inner power
alive and kicking
more as each
Blessed year
passes by
My light growing
my blood flowing
into the Universe
as it speaks through me
I have strength
that could electrify
a thousand stars
gathered over many years
of my life's battles
and wars
Mine is a quiet sort
Of fortitude
unstoppable with tears
I am my own warrioress
When it comes to my fears
I have my guides
and they know me well
goddesses and angels…
old friends
wielding
magic spells

But nevertheless
I have
A vulnerable side
Underneath the layers
Of protection and pride
an enchanted forest
of moss and green
a sacred space
that only few will see
Inside this inner sanctum
I am as soft as
fine silk
I let down my guard
as emotions flow
like milk

I am an unlikely
desert flower
Who just wants to
open up to you
to be opened
petal by petal
to receive the waters
of your tender care
most vulnerable
with her
stamen exposed
to be cherished
in the cool night air
I am delicate
as tiny spring buds
caught in the
harshest winter
storms
yet who persists
despite the odds
to keep her
cold spots warm

There is a rumor
In the foreign lands.
Some say
(especially in the East)
I have the elixirs
to tame
the most savage
kind of beasts
(Indeed,
Sometimes
as they come for a
sweet, well deserved rest
lay their huge, furry heads
upon my tender breast)

As for you, my Wild One
I think I hold the potion
to the key to your heart
to your beautiful soul….
Yes, poetry in motion
I want to bring it such light
Ignite your embers
To a spark
I could fill you up
So much
You just might not
feel your inner
Dark

But there is something
important to remember
The One who finds my key
Is the one
Who will be crowned
Defender
Of my tender soul
In all its hues
And asymmetry
Oh, Please, my love
Use it wisely
With the most loving
Of discretion
For under the armor
My heart beats raw
Laid bare
To love and passion

Otherwise
My pain will have no end
And I will have to go
Into battle once again

Now
Inside my
sacred cave
I rest
Need to re-charge
For the next
Battle cry
Lift up
Your heart,
To me, my love
Release it
Let it
fly

Yellow sunshine sad
almost glad
almost . . . .

I can feel you touching me
after all these years
I wonder how you are feeling now
I wonder where you are

Behind which star are you hiding
are we playing hide and seek ?

25 years ago gone , goodbye
Like a knife to my heart

But I bleed not . . .
Long ago . . .
Lost the last drop ,
a long time ago

You looked me in the eye
With the same smile you gave me
A long time ago.
You let me order your coffee for you
I knew which one
It's still the same
From a long time ago.

I laughed about the jokes you told me
You laughed at how unfunny
Mine were
And you playfully hit me
I frowned, you laughed,
I laughed, you laughed again
And said sorry
Just like you did
A long time ago.

The worst of it all
Was that when your hand
Accidentally brushed mine
I shivered
Just like I did
A long long time ago.


-- Eleanor

I walked around the streets, an inch away from weeping, ashamed of sentimentality and possible love.

Seven years,
Several tears.
As he raises his hand, once again,
Striking it down, upon his kin,
He sees something different in her eyes.
There is no love.
There is no hate.
There is no emotion,
Her eyes are faint.
And with her sight,
It brings him pain.
One of which,
Has no name.
His punch drunk love
Was such an error.
He took a stand,
To end his terror,
Casting a bullet,
At the man in the mirror.