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Alaska Feb 2016
I can't help
but smile
every time
I see you
smile, but
my heart
can't help
but ache.
It is as if
it is killing
me slowly
since it's
just another
reminder that
I cannot have
you.
Joyce Jan 2016
Strip your clothes so gently.
Easy slowly so I can see.
With every touch you
reveal more skin.
My heart beats faster
as you set up a grin.
I want to see you naked.
To see all of you.
Without any protection.
Nothing wich you can hide
and can provide distraction.
Staring deep into your eyes.
They are mirror to your soul.
I want to see your vulnerability.
There is no need to hide it from me.
I love all of your flaws and secretly.
Stripped your thought so carefully.
Your beautiful mind so delicately.
Joyce Jan 2016
Crying in
the shower.
The cover up.
Not showing.
Tiny drops of
water are falling.
These tears are
leaving.
While slowly
breathing.
Joyce Jan 2016
So early this
Sunday morning.
Birds are singing.
Big church bells
I hear ringing.
My bed feels so cozy.
Pull my blanket over
my shoulder.
Turn around before
I get colder.
Love this slowy waking up.
Drink my coffee while
it's nice and hot.
The sun is shining through
my window.
Shines and give my skin
such a warm glow.
Time will pass along the way.
Wishing you all a sunny Sunday.
brandon nagley Dec 2015
i.

The governmental beast's
Plotteth right before thine sight;
As many art blinded
By the lies put in the night.

ii.

Making many believeth
Through their media puppet's;
Whilst big elite pulleth thy string's
Secret society member's push it.

iii.

Illuminati, Bilderberg's,
Skull and bones, some unknown;
Now spotlighted, being known
Martial law, to break thy home's.

iv.

All for greed, their new world order,
United Nations vehicles parked
In California; train's with guillotine's
Thirty-thousand that is,
Whilst the young protest
Ignorant bullsh....
Freedom's being taken
Before thy eye's,
It started by the taking
Of the natives land;
European suicide.
Blood shalt be spilt
In the land of the high
Because of the filth
Of rich men's ties;

v.

Rockefeller called it
Whilst Rothschild named it;
Henry Kissinger indugled it
Bush. Sr didst inflame it.
Training going on
Worldwide for this,
A complete takeover
An r.f.i.d chip.
A tracking device
For the forehead and hand;
Revelation thirteen dear poet, poetess, and man.
Revelation stated; (And he had power to give life unto the image of the beast, that the image of the beast should both speak, and cause that as many as would not worship the image of the beast should be killed.) Didst thou readeth that? Didst not get enough fill? Also goeth this. Revelation,
16And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: 17And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name. 18Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.
Readeth this again, no man may buyeth nor sell without the mark of this devil tempted man;
Already into act into Mr. Obama's healthcare law,
Bilderberg's saidst by the year two-thousand and seventeen they want their chip Into all,
Signs art showing, were coming to a close,
Awaketh to Christ's truth and his love Utmost.
Christ spoke: I am the way, truth and the life, no man
Cometh to the father but by ( me) Jesus that is the Lord and the king,whilst other's art found in tomb's- Christ hath holes in his hand's and his feet, millions of near death experiences- with only jesus didst they meet. Awaketh mine poet's, get out of slumber, An Antichrist is upon us, the demon's knoweth their day's art numbered. Taketh a look around: demonic influence. Satan's got a short time to killeth, And surely he wilt do it. A prominent Jewish Rabbi is telling his people in Israel he believed their Messiah is here, so art the Muslim leader's, what's wrong? Not clear? Them telling other's they believeth their Messiah soon shalt appear, just means the antichrist wilt show, and a Tribulation's near. Awaketh from slumber I telleth once again, these book's of Christ weren't a play or a myth for pretend. The heaven's art moaning, the earth tis in travail, prophecies hath come true as more art daily neath the veil. Many by the million's art having dream's of his return, please no comment needed if it's for making fun of or scorn, tis I want none to mourn but to open their sight's to truth. Be aware, payeth attention to that thing we calleth the news. Find Christ, if thou hath not, if so cometh back to him, I sayeth this as a warning. Poetess, poet's, beautiful friends...... For God is a loving God, waiting for thee and me to return, a new age of the slave, is waiting for it's turn.......




©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
In the book of Romans in the bible is states
Whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord ( jesus) thou shall be saved... If not saved I suggest the sinner's prayer to Christ and to truly trust him.... And be saved in Christ... For he is loving and forgiving though will you choose him or the world and the things of the world where you will have no peace nor rest? Up to you poet....
LoveIsReal Nov 2015
Slowly the pain goes away
Slowly I'm getting over him
Slowly I stop loving
Slowly I start living
Slowly I get happy
Slowly my life gets better
Slowly I become me....
Ashley Grey Nov 2015
All your perfect imperfections
Keep surfacing in my mind
Like how things drift in the ocean
The memories of you come back all the time

Fighting these thoughts just don't work
They bob up slowly, surely, unconsciously
Although I've tried to push them down
But to no avail, it forces it's way back, rebelliously
Myriah Jul 2015
How else did I think
was going going to end ?
Yes,  it did hurt it always does.
I was just that kind of person.
The kind of person who would
Always believe in the best of people
And I believe in her as I watched her **** me slowly
Eleanor Rigby Jul 2015
It is slowly coming back to life,
Our old love.


F.Z.**N
10W
Kiarra Dean Jun 2015
slowly
slowly
ill wait for you
you cant process
very fast
but your speed will do
for i love you
and though your sick
coughing and
sputtering
your still moving along

i love you
remember that
for when your feeling blue,
it can really show,
just take a breath
or two
or maybe just
a few
few
a few
more

the things
that block me from your eyes
its alright love!
i can see through them quite fine
dont worry
or try to change a thing
for i love you just the way
you are

your viruses and such
you think they just wont do
but , you see my love,
you have programs
that will have to do
their job to fix you
back to the way you were
but for now
ill love you
forever and more

your missing a few things
and some keys are broken
your mousepad just cant seem
to recognize that im trying to move
from one side to the other
but thats fine
not everyone can beat the fancy ones my love
for im typing this out to you
i love you
only you
i love you
just the way you are

KD2015 (c)
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