Almost over, still not enough
That finish line must touch
Bad luck happens, out of the blue
Occur when almost, grip victory for you

Seems someone stung, poison my feet
Turn my body, very weak
Must go on, force these feet to step
The sun knows how I love this triumph to keep

A few miles more, must not surrender
This move I love to dedicate, to those I tender
Another dilemma, my eyes get blurred
But I must, I must, wake up my sleepy nerve

One bad thing again, bang me to the head
It seems that fate, really wants me dead
But no one can stop me, as long as I have this breath
Not right now, only a few steps left

So again, I force to move my feet
For my love ones, I'm in high spirits
But another danger, attack me to the heart
Ripped it badly, now I don't know where to start

It doesn't matter now if I've lost the game
What matter most, I've shown my love ones my aim
That in every journey, no matter how dark
I am always ready to give... my body, my head and my heart...

written: 2002
Mysterious Aries

When Satan cometh knocking
Hand him a cross;
He always run's away.



©Brandon Nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry

You are Loved, you are Blessed.
You are Awesome, you are Special.
You are wonderfully made by God.
There is no better person for your purpose.
I shall only speak life into each of you.
There is enough death being spoken.
Into people lives here on this dead planet.
So I shall speak life and not death into each of you.
Because you deserve only life spoken into your lives.

for the hungry
in body, mind and soul
is everybody's business
should be a common goal

"we have ours my poet friend
a special day? indeed...
soup kitchens aplenty
to minister the need"

but the drunkard with his bottle
the druggie with her pipe
may not be all that grateful
may even cuss and gripe

why? you may ask yourself.
it's common. it's not news
let me tell you as a one who knows
i walked in them there shoes
holidays are hard
the addicted have the blues

"they deserve rejection
they are all at fault
they'd pull up their bootstraps
if they were worth their salt!"

but the folks i speak of
have burnt up family. friends.
it is a cycle they can't stop
sans God it never ends

so giving them a dinner
may fill a certain need
but spreading out the Love of God
is an enduring seed

don't talk down to them
if they are ready, share
you'll find they may just listen
and are tired of despair

we do have a burden
we have a heavy load
showing love to the unlovable
where the rubber hits the road

but if i didn't do it
a hypocrite i'd be
that person with the bottle
save God's grace

could be ME.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 11/23/2015

The broken hearted
Madness in the brain
Longing to fly again

The wings are soft
Eyes are blurred
A small lost bird

The middle of sea
Want to reach the shore
To end the war

The flapping wings
Just want to fly
All they see is the mighty blue sky

Everywhere is blue
Smile lost its way
For a better future, waylay today

This side stands life
See her dance, hear her sing
Happiness she shall bring

On the other side is death
Standing still
Everyone good will he wants to ****

Which side to go
He have to choose
He have the wisdom by his wit to loose

Never expected  
That life will become this must worst

only on these days I thought everything goes correct
But My fate shows me that I'm the unluckiest in the whole universe.

Still had hope
Not on me or on my fate
But on MY God rate

My papa has a pure heart
How the poisonous snake could inject purity
Purity  has its own strength..

Only on that day, Papa, you felt great for me
It is not that I Can shine in your absence
From my childhood days I thought of shining
only for You and for ama(mother)
Now it is the time for reaping
So you should come back soon.

Hope you will com soon..

God bless the brittle ones
they have no anger, they have no guns
God bless the little ones
they are daughters, they are sons

God save them from our fate
they are new to the human traits
God save them from the wait
Lord take them straight to the gates

God bless the rising dawn
it's a new day for living on
God bless who's already gone
they are daughters, they are sons

God save them from our hate
they are new to these fateful straits
God save them from our weight
Lord take them straight to the gates

To agape love someone is to hunger
for their eternal life and their abundant life
even when it seems impossible to hope for them

The more that you have suffer, yet fights even harder to live.
Now this reveal strength within a person to be use by God.
Because through this others shall see their perseverance here.
Thus seeing God within that person daily, praise the Lord.
For to give up is a loss of a beautiful soul here on the earth.
But to keep pushing through is one going against the odds.
Whether its physical suffering, spiritual or mental suffering.
For soon the Miracle shall appear blessing the person much.
So whatever you do, please never give up my Awesome friend.

Because
you
are
here today.

Means
you
have
another chance.

So
please
open
The Bible your grandma gave you!

I promise it has the power to save you