"abjected" poems - Hello Poetry

i. Salamat, I was abjected now uplifted Salamat, for the gift of life thou hath gifted; Salamat, for the lung's thou hath given Salamat, now I'm free, not a slave, I'm living. ii. Salamat, for thy smile in the dark Salamat, thy beauty is God's spark; Salamat, once moribund, now shining Salamat, I'm moving forward, not rewinding. iii. Salamat, day's ahead art full of grace Salamat, queen of Yahweh, messenger to the human race; Salamat, forever we wilt be Salamat, empress of Asia, mine Reyna, mine sweet. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley dedication-filipino rose

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Nov 16, 2015

Nov 16, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC

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Salamat, mine Jane, mine sweet....

i. Salamat, I was abjected now uplifted Salamat, for the gift of life thou hath gifted; Salamat, for the lung's thou hath given Salamat, now I'm free, not a slave, I'm living. ii. Salamat, for thy smile in the dark Salamat, thy beauty is God's spark; Salamat, once moribund, now shining Salamat, I'm moving forward, not rewinding. iii. Salamat, day's ahead art full of grace Salamat, queen of Yahweh, messenger to the human race; Salamat, forever we wilt be Salamat, empress of Asia, mine Reyna, mine sweet. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley dedication-filipino rose

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Everyday is, the same old fight Wandering mind, won't alight Befuddled emotions, I cannot indite Find myself, in a sorry plight Lay deadbeat, as my demons smite Rest in bleak ashes of blight Broken, fallen, abjected outright

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Apr 24, 2016

Apr 24, 2016 at 4:48 AM UTC

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War Within

Everyday is, the same old fight Wandering mind, won't alight Befuddled emotions, I cannot indite Find myself, in a sorry plight Lay deadbeat, as my demons smite Rest in bleak ashes of blight Broken, fallen, abjected outright

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i Earl Jane, oriental poetess, thou art so down, that's why I writeth this, Earl Jane, best friend of Friend's, thine heart's open as thou doth not pretend, as so many other's do; Earl Jane, thy hand's writeth as a muse, thou art not abjected in mine room, welcomed ii Earl Jane, lover of all being's, agone wherein thy heartbreak Sting's, I shalt taketh thine wound's mine friend, kind, gentle, thy charity with none end, thou shalt filleth thy dream's unlike other's thinkest, thou shalt glaze the moon in color's, I'll watcheth iii Earl Jane, afoot beside me, its thee I shalt helpeth and guide I seeith the passion and compassion in thine eyes, as thou art free Earl Jane, poetica dream, taketh the rope off from around thy neck, ourn savior saved thee, as I'm here for thee to protect. iv Earl Jane, I knowest whence thou came: from the before life of this, wherein romantic's met the poetic flame, earl jane, Asiatic bird, let thy anguish cometh out in word's, and jot and scribe thine soul down as it glide's, and frolic for new tommorrow. v Earl Jane, is this helping thine sorrow? Art thou smiling now as thou shouldst? Just look at mine face if thou needeth a laugh, we both knoweth its stained, like church rose glass, I knoweth right now that thou shalt laugh, art thou smiling now? Dearest friend... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/ friendship poem

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Aug 4, 2015

Aug 4, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

Asiatic jane, art thou smiling?( dedication poem to poet friend earl jane of H.P) shes been down all day , think she needs a booster (:::: for you friend

i Earl Jane, oriental poetess, thou art so down, that's why I writeth this, Earl Jane, best friend of Friend's, thine heart's open as thou doth not pretend, as so many other's do; Earl Jane, thy hand's writeth as a muse, thou art not abjected in mine room, welcomed ii Earl Jane, lover of all being's, agone wherein thy heartbreak Sting's, I shalt taketh thine wound's mine friend, kind, gentle, thy charity with none end, thou shalt filleth thy dream's unlike other's thinkest, thou shalt glaze the moon in color's, I'll watcheth iii Earl Jane, afoot beside me, its thee I shalt helpeth and guide I seeith the passion and compassion in thine eyes, as thou art free Earl Jane, poetica dream, taketh the rope off from around thy neck, ourn savior saved thee, as I'm here for thee to protect. iv Earl Jane, I knowest whence thou came: from the before life of this, wherein romantic's met the poetic flame, earl jane, Asiatic bird, let thy anguish cometh out in word's, and jot and scribe thine soul down as it glide's, and frolic for new tommorrow. v Earl Jane, is this helping thine sorrow? Art thou smiling now as thou shouldst? Just look at mine face if thou needeth a laugh, we both knoweth its stained, like church rose glass, I knoweth right now that thou shalt laugh, art thou smiling now? Dearest friend... ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane dedication/ friendship poem

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