"twlight" poems
Same as yesterday,
A ruthless beg at the morrow,
For trees and colors of light,
That stream through murdered pasts,
Twlight breathe,
Of longer passions,
Vertigo isolation,
She's running the mill,
She's always so cold,
A scheme against the day's blight,
A force of lonliness,
Abide,
Maybe treason and reason,
collide like intentions
prevent the confiding belief,
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 5:34 PM UTC
i.
Into twlight, Shadow's of monster's, men's piercing sight's
As they stareth at mine queen, dog's, hopeful dreamer's, dream's;
Tis, cometh to find out these verily aren't men, they were aloviti being's, their breath was poisonous as an asp, teeth as glass.
ii.
Tis these brute's couldst not be killed by arrow, nor gun's, unless silver and gold were used; They brought a thunderstorm and hail over me and mine beloved's head, they clinched their lip's, their nail's ripped through the roaring of the darkness around instead.
iii.
Mine Earl Jane Nagley held me closely, as tis these barbarian's were untamed and ghostly; I pulled out mine secret hidden choice, An Aesculapian snake to giveth a bang taste to these to these unholy ale's, I used that silver and gold to cut off their tail's.
iv.
Whilst the thunderstorm's and hail dissolved into thin air
Mine reyna and queen hugged me and screamed, cheerfully;
She saidst to me she loved me, tis now she was free, from pain and from anguish, I saved her again from the devil's advantage.
©Brandon Nagley
©Earl jane Nagley dedication ( filipino rose)
©Lonesome poet's poetry
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
Wonder
I think of you often
Maybe it isn't healthy
But feels soo empty
For your voice speaks volumes
Into my heart calling for more
Driving emotions to lure
A path of paradox
Twlight world connecting the dots
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 2:58 AM UTC
Birds are singing a cappella
a lullaby
for your wilting light.
Drowsy flowers drooping
to doze
safely in petal folds.
Yawning colours are waning soft
in twlight's faded hue.
Night will come soon
to watch over you.
Sleep well my dear day.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 4:08 PM UTC
The dark courtyard beckons
As i cut my way through the dusk.
Only the fleeting moonlight lights my way
as i step towards the unknown.
There is a sudden flash
& a moments dizziness
As i regain my mind
& appear somewhere else in time.
Before me sits the Queen of Shadows
dressed in Autumn's Twlight
Her beauty captivates my soul
I cannot break her gaze.
She glides towards me & takes my hand
I shiver at her touch
The music starts out of nowhere
& she leads a dance with me
She moves so fast & elegant
I cannot keep up this relentless pace
I look to my feet for insperation
& stare at nothing beneath
I clutch her tightly as fear sets in
But she seems unaware of my plight
& continues the dance, as she twists & turns
We are dancing on air no ground underneath
I look into her eyes & see nothing but darkness
Her milk white skin glimmers in the moonlight
& her long black hair dances its own trail behind.
I try to let go, but to no avail
I am trapped in her clasp
& she won't let me go
She seems to look right through me
with those cold dead eyes
Maybe i am just for her amusement
Maybe i am just a figment of her imagination
Maybe i don't exist
I cannot take this no more
& scream stop so loud
my lungs feel like they would burst.
She looks at me & i think for a brief moment
i see her smile before she lets me go
& i start to fall.
I drop through the darkness
& see her become smaller & smaller
until i cannot see those eyes no more
no moon lights my way
Maybe she didn't exist
I hear the music die as i vanish without trace
falling further away from the Queen of Shadows
I am still falling through this black ocean
With no light to guide my way
& can only pray I stop falling forever
& i pray i can die to stop this torment
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 8:35 PM UTC
Rain of dawn, came home.
Whence the shackles, we're decode.
Of night, twlight and hold.
Rain of dawn, came home.
King's of the night stables full of no pain.
Drizzle fog and fray, the moon lit light day.
Storm sea born rage.
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC