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• The devils situate me in the dungeon, In this pitch-dark  place, Chains locked to my hands and feet, I clamor at the top of my lungs, But only my voice echoed, And penetrated deep, deep within my soul, A voice with dejection, Tears gushed out from my eyes, All swollen for hours and hours of crying, My hopes almost diminish, My prayers weaken, This little faith lifted my chin up, But my body is so worn out i can't hold it any longer, Oh God please help me, Please save me from here, Then suddenly, I passed out, After awhile i feel two hands holding my face, I opened my eyes, But the light is too bright, I can't see anything, I close my eyes and listened to the wonderful voice talking marvelously to me, It's a man's voice! I open my eyes again and i see a man, With all white clothes, And a huge wings behind his back, I was dumbfounded, An angel! Exhiliration enfold me, And I started weeping silently, My God answered me! He answered me! He is my angel, I slapped my face with my two hands, I might be dreaming, But no i am not, This is totally true! He stand me up, I stand up with no troubles, I was astounded, No more chains, no more chains !! I am free, i am free! In my happiness i hugged him. One second i was hugging an angel, Another second I am hugging a man. Oh, Wow! That man is him, The man who did all for me, The man who saved me from my darkest place, He took me out of that ghastly place, And now I am in paradise with him, He makes me happy all the time, All the time, He is always there for me, Whether I am happy, sad or depress, He is always there, He inspires me, He is my angel, He help me overcome my demons, He is my light here on earth, His radiance shines brightly on me, And I am beyond happy, He comforts me, He is my refuge, I always have this hope to wake up each day 'cause I know, I know i am gonna see him, He is my happiness, My best friend, The one I can always lean on to, The one I can always trust, His smiles are my daily dosage, His laughs, his jokes are my daily medication. His love is my supplication, He is my all, my all, I learn to extend my patience, I learn how to be selfless, He showed me a geniune love, A love so  recherché, He guides me to the right tract, And hold my hand so tight and walk with me, He protects me from bad, He is my other half, My preordained one, My strong king, What's the best thing in him is, He pulls me closer to God, I can't thank him enough for all he do, He is so amazing to me, How can i even deserve this? God had been so good to me, I am way so blessed, I am so blessed, I am gonna show him my love daily, I am gonna be by his side always, I am here waiting for him alone, I am here to love him always, I won't leave thee, For you are preordained for me, My love, my soulmate, Ohhh goodness Lord, I praise you oh Lord for all you do, I thank you for all you have done for me, I am so blessed Lord, I am so blessed! with love <3 © Earl Jane ♥ E.J.C.S.
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Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 8:46 AM UTC
I am so Blessed!!! (Happy 6 months my king!!! i love you ssssssoooooo much!!!
• The devils situate me in the dungeon, In this pitch-dark  place, Chains locked to my hands and feet, I clamor at the top of my lungs, But only my voice echoed, And penetrated deep, deep within my soul, A voice with dejection, Tears gushed out from my eyes, All swollen for hours and hours of crying, My hopes almost diminish, My prayers weaken, This little faith lifted my chin up, But my body is so worn out i can't hold it any longer, Oh God please help me, Please save me from here, Then suddenly, I passed out, After awhile i feel two hands holding my face, I opened my eyes, But the light is too bright, I can't see anything, I close my eyes and listened to the wonderful voice talking marvelously to me, It's a man's voice! I open my eyes again and i see a man, With all white clothes, And a huge wings behind his back, I was dumbfounded, An angel! Exhiliration enfold me, And I started weeping silently, My God answered me! He answered me! He is my angel, I slapped my face with my two hands, I might be dreaming, But no i am not, This is totally true! He stand me up, I stand up with no troubles, I was astounded, No more chains, no more chains !! I am free, i am free! In my happiness i hugged him. One second i was hugging an angel, Another second I am hugging a man. Oh, Wow! That man is him, The man who did all for me, The man who saved me from my darkest place, He took me out of that ghastly place, And now I am in paradise with him, He makes me happy all the time, All the time, He is always there for me, Whether I am happy, sad or depress, He is always there, He inspires me, He is my angel, He help me overcome my demons, He is my light here on earth, His radiance shines brightly on me, And I am beyond happy, He comforts me, He is my refuge, I always have this hope to wake up each day 'cause I know, I know i am gonna see him, He is my happiness, My best friend, The one I can always lean on to, The one I can always trust, His smiles are my daily dosage, His laughs, his jokes are my daily medication. His love is my supplication, He is my all, my all, I learn to extend my patience, I learn how to be selfless, He showed me a geniune love, A love so  recherché, He guides me to the right tract, And hold my hand so tight and walk with me, He protects me from bad, He is my other half, My preordained one, My strong king, What's the best thing in him is, He pulls me closer to God, I can't thank him enough for all he do, He is so amazing to me, How can i even deserve this? God had been so good to me, I am way so blessed, I am so blessed, I am gonna show him my love daily, I am gonna be by his side always, I am here waiting for him alone, I am here to love him always, I won't leave thee, For you are preordained for me, My love, my soulmate, Ohhh goodness Lord, I praise you oh Lord for all you do, I thank you for all you have done for me, I am so blessed Lord, I am so blessed! with love <3 © Earl Jane ♥ E.J.C.S.
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i. Dearest Jane, I knoweth thou hath lost thine sweet pet But little Choco wilt never forgetteth thy love, or thy caress; Dearest Jane, I knoweth thine little hamster meant thy all But Jane dearest, knoweth he's happy, in a pain free place of God. ii. Dearest Reyna, I knoweth many tear's, thou hath shed for choco Just knoweth mine queen, his spirit's next to thee, in clear view; Dearest amour, he wilt be missed by me and thou, he's in cloud's Dearest soulmate, he's sitting, waiting at heaven's gate, in shroud. iii. Dearest Filipino rose, ourn Choco is not just some ghost Dearest Filipino rose, thine infant is smiling, serpahim his host; Dearest kilig bringer, I'm here to comfort thee from pain stinger's Dearest jane, if I couldst I'd let god taketh mine life, to save choco. iv. Dearest creation of celestial's, choco is extraterrestrial Dearest amare, thou wilt pet thine friend again, when times here; Dearest joy of life, soon to be wife, mine all, mine light, comfort Dearest Jane, dryeth thine water, choco is better, as I'll make thou ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl jane/her pet choco dedication
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Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 6:22 PM UTC
Dearest jane, thou wilt seeith choco again.
i. I shalt consign mineself In a balikbayan box; A snug hole to tryeth to **** air Mine lung's tightly in lock. ii. On a plane, on a ship, in a bus I shalt squeezeth mine carrion in; Thinking of mine betrothed amare How I must risketh mine life, for me to get there. iii. As I wilt meeteth her at the Sari-sari store's Though I wilt be broke, no money, only amour; Though tis love's not about money, or materialistic junk As I thinkest all this, I thinkest soon ill break from mine trunk. iv. As the plane halt's, mine crate roll's around Mine queen hath found me, in shock, her tear's cometh down; Because I fleweth mineself in this darkly space It was all for a purpose, to seeith the one I loveth, and her face. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poets poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
Sending mine love, by balikbayan box;
Saurian Jovian's and Martian's clasp me to catastrophe rubble, Dusty airpocket's, with blue sky bubble's, I tryeth to reacheth. Whilst their hobnail's art click cackling, mine suffocation is intensified by magnitude; longitude and latitude, distance is cleverly missing, mine red flow rushes, mine heartbeat nudge's; Harmonious harp playing angelic one, Gale's her hail assail into the impenetrable. She's Immortal and invincible; on forearm's, nose to her garb, her bouquet fragrance I canst telleth a lie; got me broiling in mammal wild primal heat....... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
Mammal wild, primal heat
i. heretofore bygone week's Tis I was layden in mine outgoing's; Incapacitated, mine feet's step's unknowing. ii. Dolor rolled as Boulder's Down mine emptied innard's; Jinn filled with hate and sin, tooketh over. iii. They tried to possesseth me And diluteth me by their fear's; They scratched, and bit, all didst spit Yet mien reine reigned in by chariot flares. iv. Mount Mayon, in southern Luzon Volcanoe's surround her citadel; She snatched me from the barbarian's In heaven, whence in hell. v. Manila in the concentrate Between the thickness of it all; Is where mine rose, her face didst gloweth Her virtue's were one, of the prophet's and high law. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna/hari/soulmates
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 5:01 AM UTC
Ο τόπος, όπου έχω σωθεί από το φως ( The place, wherein i was saved by a light) greek tongue
Into her countenance; I hadst seen the face of GOD!!!!!! ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poets poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Into her Countenance
I walked inside This beautiful place; Of yellow and gold. Tis this place was Made of energy; And loving glow. Whilst inside I felt it's pain; Tis I tooketh her stripes, inside this place. It was mine Reyna's Soul; Of God. I was in the central Station; Of her spiritual loft. Asiatic plaster Trimmed; Resplendent awe. I painted the ceiling's With mine heart; Letter's of love. It tasted of mango Within; Succulent. She cleaned mine sin I shalt never leaveth her, not even in mine end; As tis beyond death, I shalt still abode with her. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna/soulmate
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
Tahanan may kanya ( Abode with her) filipino tongue
i. Her ethnic blithe Maketh me high; I tasteth her nectar And goggle her lithe. ii. I nestle neath And inside her mind; sultry, indulging Silked so fine. iii. She is mine bower In noontide tower; She is mine hour Filipino flower. iv. Fullsome In yore In kingdom's of galore; Mine Reyna, mine manliligaw Mine kaluluwa, mine amour'. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl jane dedication
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 8:13 AM UTC
Bhí a blithe eitneacha (Her ethnic blithe) old irish tongue
i. A degree unlike any to mankind O lord, thou hath sent me a goddess; Teeth, pearlied whitened, hair black Tagalog golden parlance, gem strapped. ii. Felicity hath abducted me Into mine Jane's melting heat; Her fire is as if the burning bush Whence back when God didst to Moses speak. iii. Mine creator created her And saweth it was good; He stitched her from mine rib As mine heart, molded in her ladyhood. iv. Commandment's he hath layed out To be endowed to mine empress queen; Ourn endearment contracted on blood moon's Saturn's color's to write out, the many year's to be the ring's. v. As time wilt passeth on Mine needing for her shalt get bigger; I canst liveth without mine Filipino rose She's mine lover, soulmate, angelic figure. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/Reyna/soulmate
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 5:14 PM UTC
O' lord, thou hath sent me a goddess
I was blind But now canst seeith; Because mine Jane Of whom I needeth. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane soulmate dedication
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
Jane, whom i needeth
If this world Is to end today; I'd like mine Reyna to knoweth I tryeth to showeth her mine love every day. ©Brandon nagley ©Earl Jane dedicated/Reyna ©Lonesome poet's poetry
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 1:37 PM UTC
If today's the end
Ourn silhouette's to tail us Afoot aboriginal Knoll's; Her brilliance, imminent Untold story of love; Appertaining in her contemplate Mediterranean, upon ourn plate's; Barefoot meandering to ourn date Relaxed and high, none debate's; She's the apothecary who Selleth me philter's She allureth me in, and mine soul stretcheth longer; When I falleth down, her young age maketh me stronger When I cometh around, her word's art charmer's; Comely is her impetus Cometh hither mine lad, she's the amour' seamstress; Companied, I shalt hold mine lass Companied, I shalt liveth with her, in ourn nest... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/ soulmate mienne
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:29 AM UTC
Yn nythu ourn ( In ourn nest) old welsh tongue
Mine Jane is mine life Mine Jane; Is life. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poets poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 9:16 PM UTC
She giveth life, she is life
i. Atop of Mount Sinai Pious place noone goeth; Sentinel's keepeth watch Just in case the Devil showeth. ii. I came to an emanation As the lambent dreweth me near; She was wearing islander garb She cometh from afar, not from here. iii She explained she was visiting With the other angelic's inside; I dropped and I fainted From tis her beauty I didst cry. iv. As tis the squamous underworld master's Came up from their woeful sleeping; Mine luminescence bearer held them back I couldst heareth them yelp, mine body began shaking. v. And whilst I was quivering The rock's began to shaketh; I kneweth mine queen was unearthly For tis she saved me, and she fleweth me off, as hell quaketh. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 5:56 PM UTC
جبل سيناء ( Mount Sinai) arabic tongue
Conflation groweth between ourn sinews We shalt row upon the island's with canoe's; The eyelet's aloft us shalt sprinkle celestial powder We're long away from civilization, dusk hour's. Fondu pupil's, art the culture to that moment Her hug's, like gods cloak, encases me with a bonus; Snug Creation's forgetting the cares around them The only thing's we thinkest of, art the love's blend. Justice run's through ourn courtship As the scales art finely balanced; None ogre's to looketh over ourn shoulder's Ourn closeness, keepeth them silenced. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poets poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC
Closeness, keepeth them silenced
Ive never, felt this happy in mine entire life And I oweth it all to; Mine soulmate, Mine Reyna, Mine best friend, And mine life Spirit And soul..... Mine earl Jane Mine sweet Sweet Jane....... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC
Sweet, sweet jane
i Get some rest mine empress Thine mind is full of doubt's; Afraid I shalt walketh away Afraid of me walking out; ii Get some sleep Mine queen; Tommorrow thou shalt awaken And again to talk to me. iii Get some shut-eye mine seraph None shalt separate us; None jealous one's None scarab's. iv Get some peace mine rose Didst thou not knoweth; I'll be at thy side, we'll gloweth Triumphantly as tower's. v Get some siesta mine lass For the morn shalt cometh fast; I'll be there at thy side, staring through thine glass Glass eye's, that I shalt never walketh from..... Get some peace mine Reyna...... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC
Get thy rest mine reyna, i shalt never leaveth thee, i promise
Reyna; If I dieth in the fire Tuck me in Corinthian attire; If mine lung's, shalt faileth and succumb To the pitch black dusk, wherein their is no sun. Reyna; If mine eye's rolleth back Put oriental pennies on them, to floateth down thy river. If mine brawn doth frail Be sure to giveth away mine treasure's. Giveth charity to the poor man Underneath I/75 bridge. Mine spirit shalt be watching over thee And ourn abode of bliss. Reyna; Just in case the morn doth not make it I just wanted to telleth thee, thou art mine queen, and mine basis. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
Just in case, tommorow dont cometh
Mine oriental darling Is mine Asian repunzel; She was created by God's finger's, Etched by heavenly pencil's. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 3:57 PM UTC
Heavenly pencil's
i Off in the beaten path An Echelon of secret tribal's; I pirouetted with them in plumage Mine queen showed up, just on arrival. ii Her timing was perfect As tis she watched me caper; Me and mine Reyna's amour' Like tambourines, shook with ancient shaker's. iii Hot coal ember's Igneous in ourn chest's; Ourn pulmonary arterie's Bracketed, by her tribesgirl dress. iv We were gladden Betwixt the wilderness; Under mango leaves Jane seduced me, equatorial phene's. v Whilst the darkness wore down And the tribesmen went to sleep; Me and mine protector In the dusk, disappeared, into eachother's soul's to keep. ©Brandon nagley ©Earl Jane dedication ©Lonesome poet's poetry
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
Inter deserto ( Betwixt the wilderness) latin tongue
For tis By mine God's stripes I am healed; For tis By mine Queen's soul, I am fulfilled. ©Brandon nagley ©Earl Jane dedication ©Lonesome poet's poetry
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 11:11 AM UTC
Fulfillment, happiness
Tis, She is the rose; Without any Thorn's..... ©Brandon nagley ©Earl Jane dedication ©Lonesome poet's poetry
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
The rose without thorn's
I tried to be the best peasant As I bowed to mine Queen; Then she lifted me up She crowned me her king. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 11:13 PM UTC
Only being a peasant, she made me her king
i sacchariferous exhale's, I shalt insufflate into her bronchi An Ode of enchantment, a beacon of escarpment, Filipino oblige; We shalt junket all the way to France, the way politician's do Concord, oh amour', at the end of the day Cogitation's, sky blue. ii The artist's shalt adumbrate ourn outter appearance's, as ghost's They shalt brush us onto an primeval canvas, Enlargement **** Phosphorescent simper she giveth, as I grace her foreign perfume Thither the acropolis, to mine land of Greece, Corinth, in all tune. iii The people their do greeteth her, they layeth out the red carpet White wall's of these spítia, nacre full of plenty, open market's; The children here art collaborated in epoch, decorative style's, As mine queen shalt seeith, they weareth golden leaves, wild...... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/ pag-ibig magpakailanman.....
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Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
Στη γη της Κορίνθου ( In the land of Corinth) greek tongue
If I'm gonna treateth mine woman as a queen I shalt treateth her as a queen daily; As tis Men just think special occasion's and holiday's Art the only day's to calleth their women Queen's, With me, every day's a holiday Every day that I'm with mine queen............... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication
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Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 5:42 PM UTC
Saoire Mine Banríona, laethúil ( Mine queen's holiday, daily) old irish tongue