"len" poems
.
A hard-on
doesn't count
as personal gro
wth.If you want
to hear the pitte
r - patter of littl
e feet, I'll put s
hoes on my cat.
This isn't an off
ice , it's hell wit
h florescent lig
hting.How do I
set a lazer prin
ter to stun? I m
ajored in Libera
l arts. Will that
be for here or t
o go? Too many
freaks, not eno
ugh circuses. I
have a comput
er, a ******** a
nd pizza delive
ry .Why should
I leave the hou
se? Stress is wh en you wake up scr
eaming and you re alize you haven't fal
*** asleep yet. I like dogs too . Let's exch
ange recipes. And yo u r c r y b a b y
whiny- assed o pinion is? Al
low me to intro duce my selves.
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
My heart is a-breaking, dear Tittie,
Some counsel unto me come ***
To anger them a’ is a pity,
But what will I do wi’ Tam Glen?
I’m thinking, wi’ sic a braw fellow,
In poortith I might mak a fen’:
What care I in riches to wallow,
If I mauna marry Tam Glen?
There’s Lowrie, the laird o’ Dumeller,
“Guid-day to you,”—brute! he comes ben:
He brags and he blaws o’ his siller,
But when will he dance like Tam Glen?
My minnie does constantly deave me,
And bids me beware o’ young men;
They flatter, she says, to deceive me;
But wha can think sae o’ Tam Glen?
My daddie says, gin I’ll forsake him,
He’ll gie me guid hunder marks ten:
But, if it’s ordain’d I maun take him,
O wha will I get but Tam Glen?
Yestreen at the valentines’ dealing,
My heart to my mou gied a sten:
For thrice I drew ane without failing,
And thrice it was written, “Tam Glen”!
The last Halloween I was waukin
My droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken:
His likeness cam up the house staukin,
And the very gray breeks o’ Tam Glen!
Come counsel, dear Tittie, don’t tarry;
I’ll gie ye my bonie black hen,
Gif ye will advise me to marry
The lad I lo’e dearly, Tam Glen.
2.9k
once, i picked
a habit from a tree
ripe and red, not meant for me
had it fa(l)len instead by gravity
i’d n(o)t be tasting this (v)ery insanity
what remained but a rotten core
i bit and i bit and
i bit
i bit
i bit
i bit
i bit
i bit
and again once mor-- (é)
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
Slová,
ktoré sa ti snažím naznačiť
sú kameňmi mojej duše
ak zostanú skryté.
Ráno keď sa prebúdzam,
počujem klopot tvojich topánok
v zákutiach mojej ospalej mysle.
Za hlbokej noci
ma sprevádzaš, bezcieľne
ruka v ruke brázdime ulice.
Slnko je vysoko.
Rovnako moja zblúdená myšlienka.
Hádaj na čo myslím!
(Si to ty a *** ty.)
Stratený vo vetre,
v prievane mojej mysle.
Prechádzajme sa spolu...
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
(Na)vždy si tu stál
a jemne sa ma dotýkal.
Vtedy, keď naše prsty zostali zjednotené
v nerozpletenom zovretí...
Na deke pod stromom
moja nežná dlaň
hladila tvoj obličaj...
Teraz však pri mojom dotyku,
dotyku nezmenenom ba predsa inom,
odvraciaš tvár.
Strácala by som sa
v myšlienkach na teba...
Keby *** nebol čas, od času svetových odlišností
tak krutý.
A napokon, keď sa tvoja ruka vytratí
ako posledný vánok zo zeme...
Napokon zostanú *** rozorvané objatia.
Nov 2, 2015
Nov 2, 2015 at 2:43 PM UTC
(a poem I wrote for Auntie Annie’s funeral).
Well you’ve all taken your time… while I’ve been waiting here.
I’m about to trip the light fantastic in all this sparkly gear.
And, because the aches and pains have gone, I’m about to strut my stuff.
I’m dressed in Rose Organza with feathers and pink fluff.
I’m surprised at how well I feel settling into this ‘other’ side.
I’m sure I’ll calm down after some frivolity, then take things in my stride.
For now though the spirit is upbeat testing my wings; making appearances near & far.
First though, a dance contest, tonight at Bridlington Spa!
Yes, I’ll be tripping the light fantastic… I’ve two partners in the wings.
Both husbands in smart tuxedos, brushing up their moves and things.
And I’m hoping we’ll cut a dash on that shimmering stairway to heaven…
Well, Wally was probably a six point five. And *** (my first love)… A SEVEN!
But seriously…my body had reached the bitter end and my memory was little better.
Who was who - and what was what - was touch and go, and… let a
ninety two year old tell you with chair, zimmer frame or stick…
that the thought of stepping comfortably - toward that light… FANTASTIC!
… and even more seriously…
I’ll look out for all you kids… with a word or voice on the wind as it whistles through the trees.
Catch a glimpse in a crowd… “Was that?” NEVER?!. But It might be just my scent on the breeze.
But for us to be in touch again, however brief, we must be ready and enthusiastic.
I’ll prompt you to think of me as I trip toward that light… FANTASTIC!
Dec 29, 2018
Dec 29, 2018 at 5:10 AM UTC
Just found you have passed
Tears in my eyes as I write.
*** ,Lou and bob too
Your sounds raised me
You thou *** I would joke about
"not more slit your wrist music "
Forgive me *** I was a kid
Your melloncolly lyrics so fluid and honest
You are the godfather of my lyrical raising .
Fair well my friend
hallelujah
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 4:07 AM UTC
i.
Michar, Oer'len-
Lavokri, proment;
ii.
Pravickle gla shoviet
Shoviet crunce du;
zeftar mun acopolli,
vas dae ba-la shu.
iii.
Marantash sodetti
Grasvantas, blinta
Yeshatari klevo's.
©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl jane sardua Nagley ( àgapi mou) dedicated
You must read bottom while reading poem for words meanings.
Thanks Brandon. And to all my readers thank you dearly for your support! I thank all of you for your support and kindness and love. Your fellow poet
Brandon Cory Nagley.....
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 9:00 PM UTC
Water flowing down the permanent canals.
Colors running and bleeding together.
Red pressure spots residing in their familiar place.
Years of brokenness and neglect.
Ducts thought to be dried,
Yet springs forth gallons more.
How the nights are spent in a watery grave.
Cries heard from no one except her pillow.
Too many chances, to forgive again.
Quietness is welcomed, but hated.
For she lost all including herself,
And sadness became her only friend.
Feb 2, 2013
Feb 2, 2013 at 2:47 PM UTC
Throughout life people will show you love
love from one another,love from above
from those who have moved on and those who still linger
within my heart and sometimes wander,
through my head and in my mind
knowing that they're safe inside
in my thoughts whilst layed in bed
in my heart whilst making zed's
and, though I'm asleep I can still feel
that all knowing eye watching over
thinking of me, and keeping me safe
knowing with it watching me I'm in a good place.
this eye also has a voice
a well known voice, to which I might add
this voice I speak of happens to be My Dad.
My Dad.
My Daddy.
My ***
MY HERO
just imagining being with him makes me feel so high
like a fluttering starling floating across a sunlit sky
it makes me feel warm and stops me being mad
this is where I go to when I feel sad, when I feel aggressive or need to feel glad
glad that I have something to achieve
to make my dad proud of me
because he believed,
I could do anything that could make him proud
but I want to impress him and shout it out loud
I want to say that my dad was the best
he helps me through everything although he's not there
I can feel his presence in the air
it runs through me because he is my warmth
he is my idol
he is my king
his is what i believe in
I will meet with him again one day
Him.
my Dad.
My Daddy.
My ***
MY HERO
Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 9:34 AM UTC
Six with uncle ***
On the sooke, drifting, silent
Through green clear waters
His quiet companionship
And respect for me
Still nourishes to this day
He passed long ago
But what he gave me back then
I will treasure forever
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC
Still 2000 miles to go and the men are dressed in rags
But the horses are still fit and strong, still eager yet to run
Sony Jim you'll ride the drag for you are the youngest here
And before this day is out you'll be crying for your mum
Eight hours in the saddle with but one change of horse
Your body thick with dust and cowshit
A voice now harsh and coarse
Charlie, *** you'll ride the flanks for I need them held in tight
And when we hit the camping ground you'll be my riders in the night
The cows are getting thirsty but waters still ten miles away
But still we must stop and rest them at the dying of the day
*** Charlie ride softly found the herd
Sing or whistle a gentle song
The rest of you now sleep close by, reins tied to your hand
Keep your horses saddled, keep your boots on tight
For you all might be required to ride like madmen in the night
UP, Up for they are up and running free
You've got to reach the head and turn them
Before they crash down on the scree
Close in, close in and get the head to turn
Force them to the centre force the head to wheel
But a man and horse are down and trampled in the dust
But before he died he turned the herd and very few were lost
First light and we ride out to find our fallen friend
Alas it was poor Sony Jim, just sixteen years of age
Yes Sony gave his life doing what he loved
Nobody ever forced him to ride the drivers road
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 8:02 AM UTC
I wrote about you being guarded.
That you were holding your sword close to your chest.
I said let's start lunging.
Then I looked at mine.
Here next to my face.
In front of my heart.
If someone has to start swinging wildly,
I guess I should be me.
Here's my point.
If we don't start lunging.
And falling.
And getting cut.
And living.
We'll stand here alone.
On opposite corners of the world.
A thousand miles.
Or a foot apart.
So before we turn into stone.
Before the marble smiles start sticking.
Before they start cracking.
And we fall apart before our time.
Let's fall on our own.
Before we we have careers.
And swolAnd swollen joints.
Or get paid to be smart.
Let's be really, really stupid.
And swing wildly.
And run off without any plans,
Or reservations.
Crash parties.
*** joints.
Or get paid to be smart.
Let's be really, really stupid.
And swing wildly.
And run off without any plans,
Or reservations.
Crash parties.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 11:35 AM UTC
Bus kr putt
Hor kina rowayegi
Do ghadi so *** de
Ki kr dit he menu
Sala dimag wicho thuhada khyal janhi nai reha
Raata nu bi
Kam te bi
Bahar bi
Gaddi wich bi
Sab jagah tuci
Sala metho jarea hi nai ja reha ki tuci kise hor de ** gaye
Breakup tak theek c
But ah ni jarea ja reha mere to
Kiwe tuci kise naal bed share kr sakde?
Kiwe bhenchod
Ik wari mere nal gal ta krdi ki meri engagment ** rahi
Had he
Mil gea *** chen?
Mil gea sakuun
Pichli baar wi had teri engagment hoi c
Menu kuj ni c pata
Meri sali koi value howe ta dase koi menu
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 8:58 PM UTC
Yaar ki a
Bus kar, na kar hor tang
Me sachi bada dukhi ** gea ha life to
Mere to sachi bardash nai ** reha
Daily dia ladaiya
Daily de jhagde
Sala viah na hoea pata nai ki ** gea.
Uto teri yaad nai jandi
Bus kar yaar, jad *** tu apni life wich kush he
Ta menu bi kush reh *** de
Kyu yaad ayi ja rahi he baar baar
Daily tera nd tere husband da khyal
Anda
Daily fatdi he meri
Daily Dimag khrab hunda
Nai seh hunda sachi yaar
*** tak ta shyad pregnent bi ** *** huni tu
Menu nai samj a reha
Me kiwe nikla teria yaadan cho
Har gaane wich
Har moment wich
Tenu labda
Bhen di lun narak hoi bi jindagi.
Sala pata nai kad kheda chutu teria yaadan to
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC
(Translation below)
Kulupu kulupu
Lon li pona pona
E suno li pona
E *** kin li pona
En mi sijelo kin
sina sijelo kin
telo e kasi en
e kili li pona
Moku mute li pona
Lape mute li pona
Olin li pona pona
mi olin e mi mije
tan o ona li pona
Ona li pona mute
Unpa musi li pona
Unpa mute li pona
Pali pona mama mama
pali pona pona
E suno li pona
pona pona pona
Lon li pona pona
pali pona pona
Mi olin e sina
tan e sina li pona
----------------------------------------------------
People people
It's very good to live
The sun is good
Clothes are good too
And my body too
your body too
water, the plants and
the fruits are good
Eat a lot is good
Sleep a lot is good
Love is very good
I love my man
because he is good!
He is very good
The joy of *** is good
Often *** is good
Thank you mum dad
thank you very much
The sun is good
very very good
It's very good to live
thank you very much
I love you
because you are good
May 13, 2021
May 13, 2021 at 4:14 AM UTC
Hon brukar ha på sig en mössa
Som gömmer en del av långa håret
En gyllene kaskad som inte blöter
Men är *** lugnande, och skiner
Mössan skämmer aldrig bort ansiktet
Huset till hennes fina ögon, gul, grå, och blå
En blandning som måste bedömas som perfekt
Så tydlig som en plus en är lika med två
Det känns alltid bra att resa söderut
Att flygga utifrån språngbrädan
Och att ta **** tack vare vinden
Som blåser periodiskt när hon andas ut
Jag landar då på hennes mun
Som hyser den hemliga bron
Som väntar på att jag närmar mig för att hälsa på,
Inte varje gång, men det blir alltid en härlig överraskning då
Jag brukar stanna kvar där en stund
Vaggad av vågorna bildas av hennes läppars kurvor
Och inser att man kan väl resa utan att flytta på sig
Jag står här orörlig och kysser henne
Det räcker för att skapa nya banor
Som leder till ett ställe som kallas extas
Ett ställe som kan enbart finnas
När vi är tillsammans,
När det finns inget avstånd mellan oss
När vi är i mitten av en sensuell dans
Det är klart att jag vill ta ingen paus
Men hellre fortsätta tills natten gradvis raderas av solen
Tills det är dags att börja om resan igen.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 4:47 AM UTC
parfümlü
tanıtımın büyüsüne ilişik
birkaç fotoğraf kafi
fiyat konuşmak için
aşikare
kaça veriyorsun? demek
büyük küstahlık
o nedenle
yol, yordam biliyor
istismara gebe aşk..
şartname
kibar ve
yüzüne bakılır olmalı
hele de
kültür mutfağı..
döktürmeli gözler
söz söze gelince..
aperatif
ve sıcaklar neyse de
bak, bu tatlı
fecii derece önem arzediyor
diz dize gerilince
cüzdan
kalınlığında olmalı
kıkırdak yapı
ki
incir,
çuvalında
fresh’liği muhafaza edebilsin
bünyeye göre birkaç zaman
porsche’len tabakta
kadın budu köfte kimi
kimi bir simit, çaya tav
kimi,
bütün STK’ları tarar
umurundaymış gibi aşk
kıçını poh pohla dur
7/21 durmadan..
ego’ya bağlanıyor
şüphesiz yollar
hırs ve ihtiras
boklu bir kalemde aranıyor
endorfin çoğu zaman
işbu raddeye gelince
gol değeri kazanmıyor
bacak arası atılan aşk
bir heykeltraş niçin aldatılır
ya da
bir ressam
ya, bir operetse kurban
veya şiir adı altında
mektup yazan
foseptikten farkı yok
sanal kerhanelerin mirim
kaç delikanlı çıkarmış
bir kadını çukurdan..
..
Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 1:56 AM UTC
Mubarka bhene viah dia
Shyad tu aj apne aap nu jittea hoea mehsus kar rahi howegi
Par ik gal
Kaha eh teri sab to waddi haar c
Menu ik wari dasea tak ni ki engagment ** rahi
Bhenchod mere naal
Ewe da kade nai hoea c ki me ik wadda decison le penda ghar dea de against jake
Tere bi 2 waar rishte tute
Us to baad u were enough strong to take strong decision
Tere 2 rishte tutan to baad mud ke wapis ayi c
Us time tu sochea ki me ghar dea di parwah nai krni
Heena ji same mere naal c
Jiwe tuci pehla stand nai c le sakde
Me bi nai c le pa reha
But jad sir te pai
Te meri fati
Me stand *** nu ready c
But bhenchod nu ta agg lagi c mere to pehla viah krwan di
Jad kendi c me ki 1 saal ni viah krwana
Te *** ki ** gea c?
Salie eni agg lagi hoi c?
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
o tut de lun u zgiqbu
je dza sua *** kai zgilen tak te zon
i qdu qe xek nau tepzi tek o ***
je zuk bau *** nau zal po sli de ple
i sli bau *** xai daltep. i nefu lo sinpok
je plo qe txitup le za xak de zok.
i lan lo xilpok sondal xle de papkin gu
ke xel de lit pe sin je dzo le kai papkit
fi no vol fai dan pe xil. i nak lo lupko
pe qippli kai ben je sku le zgi fi zetfu
peu tu lot pe lia gelúp. i xek ne lutnik
sku de qak xik je xnukek le kai xta
i lutfu peu zanxo je pindal qe xne peu luttak
je sik le po zan do ple de notlen
vou nau zal do ple de pel. i lan lo vipnik
je xle le *** sai xel de txixo bon
i kul lia lot je bel lia xnu pe gul
i xel le sui kep ze skuxo bon qe sin
je slizuk le fi ti. i xen o liofu
e xalzen xle de nokfuk pap
i vit le so fo tul je xle le kin
je zni sai dal lia *** gexpá qe lal
za lia qla xal je lia takson dqi qe dal zoi
xen go zno e son pe sin je ***
go e pe zgitul kon. i nak to del
ke fin de skuxo xik qe xel de ske
i zno po sinpokfu je qdu do sua ke bon
i sak xto i sak lot i sak ska i sak zat
Jan 31, 2024
Jan 31, 2024 at 2:26 PM UTC
Yaar bus kr
Kyu ena tang kita
Aap ta sali nazare le rahi
Te meri zindagi khrab kiti hoi
Bus kar, kyu aai ja rahi mind wich baar baar
Sonde hoye nu ta zee *** de
Kato kat sapnea wich ta na aa
Maar lai tuci meri
Keho jahi baddua diti he menu?
Ya rabba mehar kari
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC
**** YOURSELF THE WAY YOU WANT.
Every girl!Yes every girl would like to associate with 'em hot,heary-bearded handsome ******
While a bunch of my folks would like to date or hang around 'em beautifully framed,beuty-filled ass-mountained ladies.
Ain't a biggie 'cause yes,we all human we have what we like and deslike
So don't look at someone and just wonder how ugly they are
You don't have any right to insult God's creation wherever,whenever whoever you are ever forever!
Stay tuned at your own local station don't ever go international,
Level a bit style up if that's the only thing that will make you absorb the love and the laugh of you life
Spice up your life with swag and smartness ,
Cream and layer your personality with whatever fat quality you ever think of.
Don't mess around with the best of your heart for being too much loving
For too much love not only broke my heart
But also taught me am not the only man who can love and get denied by many
Oooh!and the cute ones are always ashamed of themselves Everytime they tied that sitbelt of emotions around their waists
Waiting for the acceleration of in-depth emotions of the people they live to love
Only to realize the interests of those they love don't even come close to what they think.
So if it's to impress!
Boy do it!Girl do it.slay to your level.
Stick to your *** mahn!
No man should be ashamed of their artificial beuty promoting the business of another man
Why should you let someone's family go days without food just because you don't want to buy make up.
Why should you make someone suffer for investing his time to invent the Gillette and Aftershave only for you not to shave your private arenas
Why should one be denied access to go to school just because you didn't buy that lipstick.
Come on!It's unprofessional for you to just look the way you look just for the sake
Be some one with something sensual.
This beuty is what 'They' want !What they are after!
So why should you waste your energy and time to look shagy.
SLAY the way you want the world will always judge yup but if someone is there for you
Ooh !He will never get lost
She will come for you!...........,© Shrappoet
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 7:54 AM UTC
I have tried to imagine my world without you:
summer swarming bees, distant Cotswold peaks
hidden in snow. The beauty of autumn mornings
along Blaisdon's remembered country roads;
a sunlit river Severn beyond Westbury, the
whirr of pheasants at spring midday and
the calling of owls towards midnight.
Now I know that none of it is the same
without you. But most of all I will never
forget your smile, your eyes your
gentleness and giving, your loyalty
and caring for old friends: *** Carter,
Frank and Elsie Hogg, in particular.
The memories we treasured, the
enjoyments we shared.
The love is forever there
despite time or distance -
clarified through tears.
So today I celebrate that
you existed; thanking
all of life for your life,
expressing my deepest
gratitude that out of
millions of people
and possibilities
our lives were destined
to be intermingled.
As in sorrow, I mourn your passing,
I know clearly and forever my world
can never be the same: Without You.
TOBIAS
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 7:03 AM UTC