The promise of vexation hath come to me again
It fills mine worries
And delights me as kin..

To wanteth just ones all
From beginning to end
To stand in a hall
Of marital bliss....

To look up ahead
To ***** on below
None others let in
Just two lovers made whole.....

A chandelier madeth of obsidian
Dusk as ourn floor's
Righteous opal
For mine mi amour

Nothing asunder
Just wonder's of polite
The cat's eye moonstone
A splendid insight......



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

I stroked your little ego
    'til your head literally exploded

"I fell for a nobody loves me kind of guy. Maybe it's because I'm a nobody loves me kind of girl."

I'm really not a poet
But I do love to write
My words are pretty simple
And that exemplifies my life

I've never chased a dollar
But hard work's a faithful friend
Let no one think "he's lazy"
When the light of day's at end

Everything I've ever wanted
Live between these walls
And if I slip a little bit
I've a few good friends to call

Darkness had nothing for me
Just left me lonely, cold, and black
I learned to count my blessings
Not curse the things I lack

I believe in Christian values
But I don't always do what's right
I just do my best, repent the rest
And keep walking in the light

maybe all i need to stop this pain is a little motrin.
maybe all i need to stop this bleeding is a band-aid.
maybe all i need to stop this screaming are some ear plugs.
maybe all i need to stop this drowning is a life raft.
maybe all i need to stop this agony is a little numbness.

numbness...


it wears off,  doesn't stop the pain only holds back the flood gates
of sleepless nights and screaming hearts, bloodshot eyes and rejections knife.
just long enough for me to catch a glimmer of hope, a mirage
in the Sahara, so beautiful yet so cruel.  
just as i get close enough to taste
a sweet tomorrow,
the desert sun sets.
and i'm still bleeding,
and you're still
gone.

maybe all i need to stop this searching is a little less hope.

A pretty girl with a pretty face,
the demons she was still trying to chase,
gripping her heart,
and clouding her mind.

darling its all in your head

Where an escape is impossible
to find.