Im starting to like
        the weather again
Im starting to feel less pain
                every now and then

Things are
    getting lighter
Places are
    getting wider

Her roots stretcheth back
To tribal times;
As tis she is a tribal girl
Wild, raw, ****, tropical,
Her wild eye's like a panther's at night
Turneth me on;
As tis I seeith the primal nature of them
Pierce right through mine soul....





©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©あある じぇえん

alam ko na ang dulo nito
mananalo ka
dahil magpaparaya ako

ipinapatalo ko na ang lahat
pati ang sarili ko

Poor in material's
Yet enriched by eachother;
She's mine napakaganda girl.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
© あある じぇえん/reyna

Eastern surveyor's
Dancing across mine face,
Her pucker's move
In Tagalog groove;
Heaven at mine bedside
She awaiteth.



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©あある じぇえん

Sa bawat luhang pumapatak
Sya kaya'y nakailang halakhak
Sa pagtitiwalang kanyang winasak
Hindi mo na alam kung saan hahawak

Tuwing gabi ay nag iisip ka
Habang nasa kwarto at nakaupo sa kama
Sisilip sa bintana at biglang papatak ang mga luha
Nagtatanong sa langit kung kailan titigil ang sakit na nadarama

How quiet the night is
I say as I loudly tap
On my phone
Erasing and rewriting
Statuses
Only to realize
You can't be profound on facebook
Society has made sure of that.
This handy dandy
Mini pocket computer
Connects me to the world,
It assures that never will I
Never can I
Be alone.
Yet as I scroll
Through the friends list,
The contacts,
The snapchat stories,
Endless feeds,
Its clear I am only one person
Out of billions.
Barely noticeable.
Its hard to be unique
When all the clever usernames
Have been taken
And you don't know
How to use emojis.  
I do not compute,
Nor do I really want to.