#cheer-her-up
i.
Mine otherworldly ethereal
I seeith thineself so desolate;
For thee to smile again
I shalt be pecked by crow's, cut to bit's.
ii.
Kilig bringer to mine belly
Purpose to mine well-being;
Ill taketh all thine past blemishes
I'll dieth a million death's, for thine jubilation to forthbring.
iii.
Definition to life itself
Mine bride, soon to be;
Greatest thing is mine queen
Thou art already a wife to me.
iv.
When thou feeleth
That the rope is best;
I'll taketh that twine
Around mine own neck.
v.
So when thou art bottommost
Down in the pit's of hell;
Just remember I'm coming to freeith thee
As I'll replaceth thee with me, I'll taketh thy cell.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 7:51 AM UTC
When mine Reyna is down
I serenadeth her;
With freestyle poetry
Singing amour, loud.
©Brandon nagley
©Earl Jane dedication
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC