"amoris" poems
i.
An engineer of amour
Artificer of fine craft;
Abundant in moral class.
ii.
Alongside her
Astral hierarchy;
Tis, she's mine monarchy.
iii.
Fain, I taketh her cape
Made of foreign swathe;
Mixed with Filipino grape's.
iv.
Not slave's
Unrestricted with eachother;
Messenger's to thy planet, created under the milky way's feather.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
A View from a Valley Well
As I drew from your valley well .......waters sweet last night
My eyes were transfixed on your ******* ***** and tight
Your fingers like the harpist lost in song
Were dancing upon these pink peaks so long
Beyond these matching minarets
My eyes espied your round ruby lips
These labials lisped that eternal sacred love song of the bed
Captivating is the view from your valley to your head
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 9:41 PM UTC
Kala malam tampakkan luka
Terlapis kasih, beringsut malu
Ia terbakar gugur lebur
Dan tidak termaafkan
Sesap tangismu sendiri,
Relung jiwa telah berkeluh
Sembahyang doakan maut
Akan pilu cinta dursilamu
Dengarlah tembang petaka
Perlahan menggoda luhur
Gapai lika-liku serapahnya
Dan kenakan sebagai selambu senja kini
Jika malaikat merasuk pada
Sekuntum bunga di pelupuk mata
Rimba ruak ini tak akan lebih
Besar dibanding seuntai rindu durjana
Maka dengan itu,
Akan kuajak berpesta pora
Sedu-sedan iblismu
Di taman mahakama bersimbah dosa
Lepaskan genggaman tangan itu
Dari lentera di sunyi gulita
Karena sinarnya yang rupawan
Telah meleleh dalam lumrah darah getir
Ikutlah denganku,
Kita kan menari semalam suntuk
Sampai yang tercium dalam hati
Hanya bau anyir perpisahan
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
As by the fix’d decrees of Heaven,
’Tis vain to hope that Joy can last;
The dearest boon that Life has given,
To me is—visions of the past.
For these this toy of blushing hue
I prize with zeal before unknown,
It tells me of a Friend I knew,
Who loved me for myself alone.
It tells me what how few can say
Though all the social tie commend;
Recorded in my heart ’twill lay,
It tells me mine was once a Friend.
Through many a weary day gone by,
With time the gift is dearer grown;
And still I view in Memory’s eye
That teardrop sparkle through my own.
And heartless Age perhaps will smile,
Or wonder whence those feelings sprung;
Yet let not sterner souls revile,
For Both were open, Both were young.
And Youth is sure the only time,
When Pleasure blends no base alloy;
When Life is blest without a crime,
And Innocence resides with Joy.
Let those reprove my feeble Soul,
Who laugh to scorn Affection’s name;
While these impose a harsh controul,
All will forgive who feel the same.
Then still I wear my simple toy,
With pious care from wreck I’ll save it;
And this will form a dear employ
For dear I was to him who gave it.
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As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.
And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings impetuous some wind will come,
And with its too harsh kisses break the reed
Which was its only instrument of song,
So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.
But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show
Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung;
Else it were better we should part, and go,
Thou to some lips of sweeter melody,
And I to nurse the barren memory
Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.
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The sweetness in the air, when you're with me
Has followed me into my daydreams
Shadows now birth memories of our love
Behind sunset eyes, lives love eternal
Led by the truest heart and kindest soul
The Universe, she is both cruel and kind
The grandest of all loves to be cherished
Plagued by time and unfortunate distance
Fills the senses and fuels a beating heart
Nature's bass drum keeping rhythm within
Ah yes, the sweetness in the air, your scent
Follows me, punctuating my silence
Infusing my memories with desire
Filling my desire with the love of dreams
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 5:20 AM UTC
Startled myself just to find
Death resting inside my mind
A dream from where I never woke
Until I saw spirits shrouded in smoke
My lungs, inhaled cold fresh air
Exhaled mirages of silk grey hair
Caught a glimpse of loving eyes
Amidst the mist's amourous lies
Prompting me to flush with heat
And allow this weary heart to beat
Captured intensely by this sight
Even while it withers to white
Turns out this man is not as dead
As Death dreams discreetly in his head
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 10:20 PM UTC
Amor , amoris love
Servet me in aciem
Est vita aeterna,
Beautiful Beautiful smiling smoke
My love is very sick
The tears keep me ballistic
"Don't worry," She spoke
Her proud figure curls up
I remain by her side
Even though plague's arm opened wide
I offered her my cup
I'm crying again
I don't want her to leave
Nor spend an eternity in grief
I hold her close to her parents disdain
Extinctus est Mihi
Ne derelinquas me
Perniciosasque tristitia
Manete in aeternum
Please get better
There are demons in my mind
Our dreams they blind
Stay awake, read my love letter
Sadistic narcissistic fools
You idly gossip
Her fate you toss-up
Poisoned are thy souls
Ego solet abire
Te amo
In aeterno praeteriti temporis
They want me to flee
They want me to turn my back
But deathly dreams surely are black
I ignore their plea
I watch my love fade away
Take me instead
You can rest easy if I'm dead
Your soul shall stay
Et immarcescibilem
Vos postulo ut vivat in
Memento digni sunt
Vale, mea
Perspicuus caliginoso loco hoc
Fidem tibi habeo
Ne fleveris
Et nihilominus esset melior aptus.............
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 5:26 AM UTC
i like to imagine you can't feel the way i
can; you are sculpted from ashes and
ice, you smile and you laugh and you
melt when someone touches you in the
right way, but still, you can't fall in love,
not really. you have kept your heart
clutched tight in your own fist, vena
amoris unlaced and fluttering in the wind
like a kite string.
[anybody could make you fly in the right
wind, but the trick is to keep you high
without letting the tether slip through his
fingers.]
it would be easier for me if you really were
so cold, if you were a simply a monster
masquerading as a man. but i know
that the only person here who isn't quite
what they seem to be is me; i'm the one
who pretends that if you came back to me,
i would twist up my lips and pull back my
hands and leave you crawling in the street.
[but i know, and you know, that if you even
turn your head to look at me, i am yours all
over again.]
there is this creature inside of me, malignant
and scavenging for any memory, for the
sound of your name. i think of you and it lifts
its head, salivating, i wish you were here and
it gnaws on my bones until i am weak and
stumbling. i am not sure if it is punishing me
or living off of me, if it is an avenging angel
or a parasite, but i think you both have
something in common.
[i am heartsick and trembling, swaying when i
try to stand, and neither one of you would
bat an eye if i didn't make it. for you, it would
be the same as any other day; for it, well,
there are plenty of others with whom it could
roost.]
Jul 3, 2011
Jul 3, 2011 at 4:21 PM UTC
I love how your perfect lies
hug imbecile people's lives
and how your pure madness
is used for soul's caress
but the thing i love the most
is your pretty and deadly note
that you deliver with your smile
which dooms everyone with style
our demons should be friends
and play together till it ends
and once it ends, it should be us
to stay together and discuss
about your icy and savage eyes
about what you love and i despise
or simply, we should watch the sky
under which we used to die
you, hundreds of years ago
me not yet, maybe tomorrow
still, i promise that i will
since there is a kiss i must fulfill
may your thoughts about me
never leave you till I'm free
and may you please understand
its not my fault, its how Time planned.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 4:56 AM UTC
The ring that you gave
made my finger blue
it was suffocated it was bruised
tried to rip it off most nights
but it didn't come off yeah it never budged
and one day it did and the next i missed it
the bruise started to heal it went purple then yellow
but there stayed a line an indentation of what we went through
in the finger with the vein to my heart
some nights when the world gets to me
i look at it - the mark that you left
then suddenly I'm craving you
like air underwater
and it makes me want to swim back to you
we both know i won't survive the tides
yet the love vein's pulling me back to you .
Mar 5, 2025
Mar 5, 2025 at 11:52 PM UTC
Jump into my arms and there find sweet rests
Climb into my soul and there get calm comforts
Come, come into my heart and find everlasting peace
Come take a walk into my being
And there enjoy truer compassions
Plenty of sincere and pure passions
My heart will be with you
My soul will be for you
My breath will be under you
My body will abide with you
My thoughts and wants; feelings and emotions
My desires and aspires; urges and yearns
Will be at home with you, in your true jails
Just come, come experience my ambience
Just come, come be my soul’s solo audience
My heart awaits for your sanctimonious salience
My thoughts will be for you
My dreams will be for you
You will be the revere of my reflections:
The respect of my contemplations
My brain will follow your will
Your will, will be my daily fill
In every of me I will you truly feel
For with you I am in total capitulation
My veins are open to carry you back to your humble hut-my heart
My arteries are widening to sail you through your dignity-my divinity
My Vena amoris is all yours, a private jet to airlift you to your sacristy-my soul
You only need to come home, if only you come home!
© Kìùra Kabiri. All rights reserved.
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:27 AM UTC
When I was young he taught me how to be
A man; I only wish I could recall
Just what he said. Was it in something small
Of cooking, gardening or darts that he
Exposed his wisdom bare for me to see?
Or should I look to how he built his walls
And webs – the lies, attacks, denials and all?
Or the garage in which he turned his key?
Although, why not say **** it* to his will:
It’s true he lit the tunnels’ exit where
He left, but now I can’t see through the glare.
But yet, I hold these memories with me still,
For as I trudge defiant on through miles
I bear his doom, and can’t forget his smile.
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:07 PM UTC
I was never
Afraid of
Anything before
You showed up
All of a sudden
I loved you
And that
Was terrifying
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 2:04 AM UTC
Heartbroken by those that promised
Never to forsake
How you find the time to love
When your clock is a broken vase
Constantly filled with affection
With these cracks it sifts away
Heard this was a game
Uncoordinated You can't play
Even time you start to run
You trip and the creatures close
You feel it's deep breathe on the back of your throat
Proceed to let out screams but you choke
Harmless but painful
Blood stained claws from the hearts it has ripped out
Before you know it you are this unknowing victim
Hole in your rib and you feel something is missing
Blood soaked and a hole in your shirt
Guess this is the true meaning when they say this monster of love hurts
Aug 17, 2017
Aug 17, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
Magnus honor, magna gloria
Te adamare, omnia creata
judicare transitoria.
Felix anima ac beata
quae de mundo se ipsa cavet
et solatia sola habet
in Te, Redemptor peccata.
Rex caelestis, Vir doloris,
benedictus sis, quia estis
*** Maria fonte amoris...
Vir doloris, Rex caelestis.
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