"maby" poems
i.
A Vintage Alfajor necklace
To veil mine sovereign belle;
Betrothed for heaven's comfort
We hath already been through hell.
ii.
Ourn bygone time
Hath strengthened us for forthcoming rapture;
I'll be right next to her, in her allure
No death, forever, happily ever after.
iii.
I'll tryeth daily, tis none maby's
I'll doeth anything, for mine Filipino baby;
As tis I'll maketh her, forget her past
I'll be her bishop, she shalt be mine eternal hourglass.
iv.
As time goeth fast, I mustn't lose the thought
That tommorrow doth not always cometh, we dieth, get lost;
Though she hath found me, I knoweth what being saved mean's
I wilt liveth every day as mine last, and liveth it for mine queen.
v.
So dearest reyna, soulmate, and best friend
When thou doth readeth this, know ourn love shalt not end;
As we both understandeth, this planet is just a passage to the next
We wilt meeteth in this life, and afterward's, pag-ibig at it's best.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 3:55 PM UTC
football is fun football is great,
pads and pants geting ready,
for the big game,waiting ,thinking
finnaly time for the game,
cheerleaders cheering,fans screaming,
kickoff is hear now as he kicks it,
its in the air, i tackel him to the groud
we start on defense maby will win we will try
Oct 10, 2010
Oct 10, 2010 at 1:18 PM UTC
winters are all the same why would it change
white
brown
wet or dry
winters all perfectly different for us to try
I dont know where this is going
maby to seasons
maby just words
maby friends
maby nothing
i've looked all around the search for that
we will never really know if it is that
so we wander around looking to
smell that
feel that
look at that
read that
judge that
enjoy that
Love that
eradicate that
walk away from that
or simply know that
pretencious people wanting what they dont have
never finding that
selfless people will judge
make up con artists will allways seek
all ******** they speak
mindblowing weapons of the tounge
faking all that is done
living the real way
I'ts time for me to get that
making people believe in that
can be the best achievement in that
don't think about that
It's just a rumour that
that is that
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 6:18 PM UTC
A man
Takes care of his gal.
A man
Takes a stand and fights down and out.
A man
Supports his babies and wife.
A man
Does what's needed,the protector of what's right.
A man
Kisses his girl on her head.
A man
Brings flowers no matter living or dead.
A man
Can listen and not just hear my tone.
A man
Makes me warm, not freeze me to the bone.
A man
Is always here, never leaving me alone.
A man
Is noone here,
I'm
Waiting
By
The
Phone
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 1:46 PM UTC
oo put dis paintin on me walls
me gona find out eider way
me gona drive to niagra falls
to find out who ruined me walls
*rip bing bing pop, ****** come in on line 1
no not extension 1, line 1, no wonder they call u
******
ey ***** me say to me wife
dis be yor stupid paintin,
no steve it aint (read double life)
**** you dis be ugly anyways
sorry steve, shush *****
u no i turned reggae
me name aint steve anymor
call me steve one more time
and il shove a lawnmor up ur ***
its reggae mon not steve
*rip bing bing pop, ****** come in on line 1
no not extension 1, line 1, no wonder they call u
******
johny johny, "yes papa"?
did u put dis tin on me walls?
"no papa", telling alie?
"no papa", close your eyes
smack! dont put any tin
on me walls *******
sorry papa it wasn't me
shut up, smoke a splif *******
*rip bing bing pop, ****** come in on line 1
no not extension 1, line 1, no wonder they call u
******
hoo could ave put dis ting on me walls?
maby is me smoke me a splif
me will remember if me did it or not
but me out of rolling papers
and me left me ganga in me rig
*rip bing bing pop, ****** come in on line 1
no not extension 1, line 1, no wonder they call u
******
me left me rig at me work
me boss dont no ow to twerk
me boss tink she no ow to twerk
no wan wants to break da news
me just a shy island boy
still confused bout de paintin
*rip bing bing pop, ****** come in on line 1
no not extension 1, line 1, no wonder they call u
******
love reggae
love ganga
love art
love poetry
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 11:09 PM UTC
for I shalt always love her, mine Spanish queen of mine, though now she verily hates me, I guess I can't change time, I just wanted her to be happy, so I let her free, she couldn't even be mine friend, she left me dry to bleed, though I'll still miss her, mi amour' of this life, I hope she'll come back one day, to make everything alright, so fly freebird, though I know its me thou shalt not forget, thou canst block me, delete me from thy many texts, but forget me not thou won't, as I know I'm thy only king, maby thou shalt come back someday, wherein again for thou I'll sing!!! ); ( English version)
Spanish version:
porque yo siempre serás su amor, mina de la reina española mío, aunque ahora ella verdaderamente me odia, me supongo que no puedo cambiar el tiempo, sólo quería que fuera feliz, así que la dejé libre, ni siquiera podía ser mío amiga, ella me dejó seco a sangrar, aunque yo todavía la extraño, mi amour 'de esta vida, espero que ella va a volver un día, para hacer todo bien, así que vuela freebird, aunque sé que soy yo serás No lo olvides, tú puedes bloquearme, me eliminar de tus muchos textos, pero no me olvides tú no, que yo sé que soy tu único rey, maby has de volver algún día, en el que una vez más, porque tú Voy a cantar! !! );; );;;
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
Asle,
Amazes me
Asle,
Phases me
Asle,
Gets me high
Asle,
Gets me ******
Asle,
A shack of amour'
Asle,
Gives me a home
Alsle,
Tucks me in bed in mine mind
Asle,
A lacy string of hourglass time
Asle,
One I can't release
Asle,
Every mans belief
Asle,
A contact to god
Asle,
A wandering pod
Asle,
A loot for the steal
Asle,
A dream to me, maby one day real
Asle,
Letters shall I write
Asle,
A suddening polite
Asle,
A capsule of ******* numbing
Asle,
For the birds alls humming
Asle,
A party to oneself
Asle,
Alone on stilts
Asle,
Canst thou not be afraid?
Asle,
I'm not others oh sugar cane
Asle,
Wrestled with thy demons
Asle,
Cut, broke, and bleeding?
Asle,
Down thy aisle I want to walk
Asle,
Let me post thou a forgetnot!
Asle,
Let me be martyr'd for thine transgressions
Asle,
I see thy train rolling in, shalt I come to thy station?
Asle,
Ive got a strong premonition
Asle,
Shalt I enter thy kitchen?
Asle,
Is thy bed warm or cold?
Asle,
Move over mine love and feel ourn kindling coals!!
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
When I turn to you for help you are there whenever you can be.
When I've seen you are in need of aid,
I have been beside you - I have always.
But there's a limit to the trust
Between the two of us.
Don't take it the hard way,
We get through the hard days.
"If you get my back,
I'll get your back on payday.
When payday comes, maybe you
Can hold on just a little longer,
I swear next time my pay will be stronger.
I can catch you up by mid-month,
If I'm not too tired or busy."
Pay it back now while you still can.
I know what can go down.
We've all been there before.
Don't get mad.
Don't get offended.
If we borrow,
We pay as intended,
Or we don't need to borrow -
Not at all.
There is a different between a pack of smokes and thirty dollars.
I maby could write off five or ten,
But I can't afford to write of fifty.
And I'll never try to shark you.
I hate to have to run it down,
But I'm not The Giving Tree.
I don't want to cut off slivers.
And I don't want to give you shivers.
Don't get cold with me.
"If you get my back,
I'll get your back on payday.
When payday comes, maybe you
Can hold on just a little longer,
I swear next time my pay will be stronger.
I can catch you up by mid-month,
If I'm not too tired or busy."
Pay it back now while you still can.
I know what can go down.
We've all been there before.
When you finally catch up to me
On week number four and day three.
I know that much is going on.
But I've got a lot on my mind, too.
I don't ever want to make you sad.
But when it's time to settle up,
Don't have the nerve to come off mad.
Is it right to make me wait,
One more day when you are passing by
Four times near my way today.
Longer and longer, I would wait.
Then you pay it back with a houndog face, and an silent plattitude.
and not even a word of thank-you.
No, not one word of gratitude.
To save what there is left to save,
Casual fruendly loans are done.
That doesn't mean I wouldn't save your life.
Look at all the ways you've saved my life.
Get your head out of your feelings.
Know that nothing petty would ever stop this love in my heart I feel for you.
But it's not worth the hassle or the dealing
When you take your sweet time,
Like plans do not matter unless they are yours.
"If you get my back,
I'll get your back on payday.
When payday comes, maybe you
Can hold on just a little longer,
I swear next time my pay will be stronger.
I can catch you up by mid-month,
If I'm not too tired or busy."
Pay it back now while you still can.
I know what can go down.
We've all been there before.
There's no reason I can think of you should think look me up for money, And I won't call on you.
That's the last thing I will do.
But, I'll always want whatever's best for you.
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 10:20 PM UTC
Monsters make us better
Children give us wrinkles
And smiles as well.
Monsters make us monsters to,
Monsters make us human
The best of me and you.
Monsters of women
And men
I cannot
Pretend,
Now I'm not a monster
Because my daughter said I'm a ballerina like her
And ballerinas can jump high.
So maby
I will jump over
The past
Present
And future.
And jump over all the
M
O
N
S
T
E
R
S.
To make me the better human being I need to be.
For me
And for my little
B
A
L
L
E
R
I
N
A.
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
Gramp's can't sleep
Had to wake,
Take a ***
Can't sleep.
Is it me,
Or the **** neighbor's flaunting
'Janie's got a gun' at 11:06 pm at night!
Maby the next door neighbor's would like a nice warm
Welcome..
With a real gun
My shotgun
With no Janie involved.
Just their favorite neighbor
Gramp's
Who can't sleep
Can't dump
Can't eat
Because I need sleep.
And the shotgun shell's are in my hand.
Good year for firework's again.
Just a scare will do them.
Just one big holed scare.
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
Her faraway skin
Lavishes me,
Her eyes like kin
Marvels mine need's,
She fufilleth all dream's
A pathway to God,
Her lingo like a traveler
Of celestial pod's....
Her spaceship cometh from afar
The sun she rest's her feet.
We linger on Mars.
Her tongue is a miracle
Speaking unknown verb's
Her house is mi casa,
Her place is mine world.
Her sacredness is hidden
Though open to me
Maby one day mine true queen
Wilt marry her king...?
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
i
I shalt consecrate one as mine empress
As she sitteth high up upon her throne;
She shalt be the ruler of mine dominion
An abode aloft the Earthling's decor below.
ii
I shalt put upon her eminence gracefully
A castle tiera upon her frowning head;
Wherein when one's shalt tryeth to hurt her
I'll giveth mine life, to protecteth mine wife's bed.
iii
And we shalt wander on the streamside
Whilst ourn harp-player's strum for us in ourn court;
Sipping on wine, of amare divine
Ourn spirit's and finger's, locked with none remorse.
iv
Though tis this is all just an illusion
Hoping for one day, mine empress to awaketh from her sleep;
Wherein wherever she shalt be, I cant findeth her
I thinkest I am dead, Maby asleep?
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 9:58 AM UTC
This isn't a poem, just a letter for anyone who cares of the poetess Nicole dawn... Whether you know her or not, she wrote a simple poem yet saddening titled- ( goodbye) all the poem said is " I'm done" ... So for any one who has read this please try messaging her, and support her.. There's another poet, human being. And more importantly a soul's life on the line.. And I see this daily.. Not just with miss dawn but with so many other poet's, who aren't just writing what other poet's consider "depressing poetry". Simply its a suicide note.. Yet others didn't seem to know this. And others may see poems like that daily.. But instead of skipping the poem, remember half of you who were down and out and lonely at one time , and maby suicide even crossed your mind. Wouldn't you want someone there? Some may say no, only due to the fact misery speaks that to one, and demons are good at tempting people to not want to live anymore, though fact is even those that say no I wouldn't want help, NONSENSE!!! we're all soul's, we cry out. We laugh, we love, many cry, some hurt. Some are tortured by very real demons ( not just something in ones head or in stories ) this is reality what's going on.. So instead of passing the next poem you read saying ( goodbye) how about messaging the person saying that, and put aside your issues for the day, and give your self to another.. And your time to them for one second, love is the answer. Not selfishness, not wantonness, not greed. Or all about us. It's about that person's poem you read ( goodbye) the soul you passed by. The poet, a poet like you. That you passed by.... Please give Nicole dawns poem a look. And message her. Because surely, any dying soul would respect and maby still be alive from your message... Thanks for reading, and btw, God wants us to help another, listen to another,love another... Not ****** another with words, or hatred, or envying, or back talking. We can choose to help another, which helps your soul, or we can burden our own souls, and turn away from another soul, that could be you...
God bless,
Brandon Nagley
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 6:26 PM UTC
Today should be sunny
But 69 and cloudy,
Good day for plant picking
And digging,
The little avocado's are fresh and growing.
Tomatoes red
Juicy
Think I am gonna take me a bite
But from which,
The avocado,
Or the tomato.
Black mountain sounds mysterious today
A good hike Maby.
Maby a good venture-
If only my feeble leg's hold up.
Should I bring the goodsie bag
My goodsies are the avocado slices
While walking this green spinach trail
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 8:30 AM UTC
I knoweth I've met her in another life,
I knoweth I met her and all was right,
Tis I say, tis I do say!!
I knoweth Ive met her in another time,
She lingers somewhere between this mind!!
Tis I say, and tis I know!!
I think she's here,
But where oh where?
Tis I look, tis I ponder!!
Maby its all a dream,
No heavengate fountain, no true queen!!
Tis I weep, tis this soul doth weep!!!
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 5:54 PM UTC
For Ages I called myself Human...
With her I felt my Humanity...
For Years I thought I'm complete...
Because of Her She let me sense my Soul...
I Love her...Maybe...
I Care for her...Maybe...
I Protect her...Maby...
What I'm sure of...
Is that....
She is the Connection between the World and Me...
She is the Hope I hold within my Spirit...
She is the Light I walk in the darkest moments...
She is the Air I breathe when I ran out of any....
She the Faith I keep when I lose my battle...
I realized I love her with my stupid style...
I realized My Silent Love wants to cry with a Tiny Tear in Tired Eyes...
Keep shining My Love...
You are the Gift of God....
You are the Angel on my world...
Thank you for every touch healed the pain and soothed the tiredness...
Thanks for the laughters that you bursted out of the deepest chest...
You unlocked my truth...
Thank you my Angel...
Aug 1, 2024
Aug 1, 2024 at 5:54 AM UTC
This is just a quick note to hellopoetry site:
Don't know if anyone else noticed this on this site but as for me certain peoples notifications aren't popping up on me page... Though when I look at poem by itself I can see the person liked it yet I'm not seeing it in notification.. Also I noticed when I type peoples name in the search box it won't even show some of them in search box to even find! Though when I see them on one of the poems they liked of mine and click on their picture it takes me to their page?? Mmm something strange going on with this site??.and its shut down four times Maby more last four days .??? Hmm weirdly strange to me h.p weirdly strange lol... Oh and last thing I have to keep hitting the follow button for people for some reason this site keeps making us all hit follow on same people as I've had to do and someone else brought to me why did she have to hit follow on me. When she thought she was following me? Yeah lol
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 10:47 AM UTC
I went down Dixie highway
Wherein it crosses River Road
I saw a jeep up ahead
Flashing its lights through mine ghost
I walked around the old greenhouse
Now turned into salon
Than I walked up to the miny mart
Just beyond the yonder trod
I bought mine last cigarettes
A pack of Marlboro reds
I knew than at that moment.......
This carcass shalt soon
be dead!!!!
This feelings hit me once again
I knoweth gods ready for me to come home
I'm not meant to be any slave to man
I was a seraphim of old
So bury me in with the saints
White roses please do leaveth on mine grave
I think today's the last day
Thou shalt see me on this page
I'm tasting iron blood again
I feeleth it in mine lungs
Maby its just tooth decay
Yet I tell thee I'm not dumb!!!
So remember me
And let me be
As tis I say goodbye
No questions to be asked
So please don't wonder why!!!
I was sent here
By thy creator to teacheth thou
I've been through hell and back
I think I'll see it again somehow
But God shalt renew me
Now it's time for me to leave
I've given up the spirit now
Now Satan leaveth me be
Put daisies in mine earsides
Put a white piano in the funeral room
Bury me with all mine poetry
Yet I'll leaveth one for thou too!!!
The one that I'll leaveth thee
Shalt be a scripture of love
Always forgiveth mine friend
No hate,
Remember thy God above!!!!
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
Grampys getting hungry
Maby I will eat me
Something runny
Or something funny
Maby backwoods bunny!
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 6:57 PM UTC
Mine caru
Tis her name
Mine caru
A burning brightly flame
Mine caru
Sexiest appeal
Caru means amour in welsh language
Mine amour' so true
She's mine caru
Bastion to mine moral fiber
Yen of tenderness
Ardor to mine acquire
Inclination of ourn embryo
Eggs birthed as twins
Lost into ourn own conscious
Soulmates
Best friends
Though many knoweth not of that
Me and mi amour' surest do
Maby we canst teach thou
A love story far and true
Maby we canst reach thou
For the ones
With no king nor queen!!!
But
Tis ourn own story
This is the amare we bring!!
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 10:54 AM UTC
A season of cold winds and ice
is aproaching while you sleep...
You won't even feel it coming,
in your slumber six feet deep.
Seasons will change but you won't come,
no matter how much i wait.
Maby i'll bide here just a little bit more,
cause you always used to be late.
Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
Oakland today
Maby farthur north
I might go to Monterey
Maby go check out a l.a porsche
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
I told mi amour' this morning
I didint want love no more
And that I didint believe in it anymore....
As I told her these things
I felt the pain ripple from her soul,
Not realizing at the moment what I just did.
I realized at the last moment
I said all these things from mine own
Depression,
Fear's of losing her,
Mixed with the demon's around here telling me different..
Because people don't realize,
Demonic forces and being's art real ( as mi amour' doth knoweth)
And they canst maketh thee depressed, hurt, angry, think things we normally wouldn't think at anytime.....
So to mi amour',
I'm sorry mine love for telling thee I didint want love no more
And saying I didint want to be with noone no more...
Fact is I want thee,
I need thee, as thou knoweth,
I'm in LOVE with thee to mine soul, from mine head to mine toes,
To mine eyes, dripped to mine bones ..... Thou art mine all, life and world .. I just wanna know I'm thine only one.. Even though just friend's ... When I start thinking the way I did today, just please as you'd want from me.. Shut me up, telleth me thou loveth me and thou only wanteth me, and If thou canst for now on... Showeth me thy all.. I beg for It. I needeth it.. I yearn for it. And thee to... Everyone knoweth were in love... Everyone except Maby a few. I just want thy all, so please forgive me for acting as I did mi amour', thou art mine only girl...
Mine ocean
Thou art mine sea
I am thou,
Thou art me...
I loveth thou
Thou needeth me,
Please forgiveth me....
Mi amour'.....
For that just wasn't who I am to say all those thing's this morning,For I'm the biggest romantic out there.. Lol doth thou really think I'd tell someone ( meaning thee) I don't want love and don't believeth in it no more??? Not me!!!!!!! Not who I am!!!
The demon's that cometh around ...
Influence in the worst way,
©Brandon nagley
©lonesome poets poetry....
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 7:51 AM UTC
I misseth her in daylight
I misseth her beneathe thy moon
I misseth her at dusk
Buried in ourn tomb
Misseth her in voice talk
Wherein us two did laugh
I misseth her sensual voice
To make angel trumpets blast
I misseth her caressing
The way she made me smile
The way she showed me heaven
An unborn unearhtly child
I misseth her lifeform
Not d.n.a to any men
A seraphim and cheribum
A lifeblood
Mine kin
I misseth her funny ways
How she doth make me chuckle
Now she's gone forevermore
And this heart is broken buckled
Maby she won't forget me
Maby tis
She'll cometh back
I'll forever Love mine baby
Tis
That's a fact!!!
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 12:35 PM UTC
My age is in a cage
Released I am in dismay
Tired I am of sleeping haze
Tip top over the limit
Maby wake tommorrow
Maby join a senate
Might be president
Who knows
Who will vote
For Grampy.
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 10:22 AM UTC