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jonathan-johnson
American Been wrting poetry since August of 2002. Started when I was just a freshman in high school. Since then my writing has improved over time. Have written over 200 pieces of poetry.
Up until now I’ve never seen beauty The way it's been presented before me. Your beauty is as rare as a desert rose, Covering you from the top of your head To the very end of your toes. I’ve seen how beauty illuminates from your skin And shines directly from your very heart within. I’ve seen how you looked with your big beautiful brown eyes Revealing to the world the place where love resides. It’s not every day that I see beauty like this in all its exposure. When real beauty to me has been kept in its enclosure. Baby, it’s not because of the clothes you wear, Or the way you comb you hair, It’s not by the voice you carry But by the character you carry. Your beauty is so rare. Because girl, you continue to show that you care. Your beauty becomes real When you continue to show your loving smile. And, baby, that becomes a big deal When you’re full of determination to go the extra mile. Beauty isn’t real and does not become so rare By the look of your body. Girl, that’s not why I care, To me it’s not what you are as a whole. You carry that uncommon unmatchless beauty That makes me wanna get to know you better And see very well into your soul. Sweetheart, your beauty is real because it does come from within. And I continue to believe that it’s always been. Your beauty is an exotic treasure that’s beyond compare. And that’s what makes it so precious and rare.
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Aug 9, 2010
Aug 9, 2010 at 5:30 AM UTC
Real Beauty Is Rare Beauty
Keep an eye out of what God has for you to do He called you for a specific reason Now is the time, now is the season For you to do what you have been called to do So be watchful and keep an eye out Be watchful of all the distractions that Satan Tries to throw your way Be watchful of the words coming from your mouth Because you have what you say Taken from Proverbs 18 and 21: “Death and life are in the power of the tongue…” So be careful cuz you can’t take back what you say What was said is what was done Don’t get discouraged now because the battle is already won Keep an eye out for the Lord’s return Are you ready or is the news of His second coming Causing you to cringe and your stomach to turn? Get yourself prepared now because any second He’s gonna call His children home Keep an eye out Be watchful of the things Satan does to you He’s trying to cause decrease But by God’s mercy He blocked it-He said you are to increase Keep an eye out Stay in prayer every day God wants to help you in any possible way Talk to Him and receive your answer God said that you have the ability to do anything You have the ability to do anything by His grace Through His supernatural abilities you can win the race Keep your eyes open for God working in your life When you put your hands to do just about anything
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Jun 3, 2010
Jun 3, 2010 at 7:45 AM UTC
Keep an Eye Out
I don’t think I’ve told anyone about this thing in my life Don’t know exactly what it is just yet But, I just think it’s too much for them to handle Too much to sink in to their overbearing brains But the connection from this thing that I continue to hold on to Got it totally linked in Making me feel totally insane As if I’ve lost all control of the situations that this thing got me in I didn’t at first want anyone to know about it Too afraid of what their responses was gonna be So I left it for myself and for the rest of the world to see So I told the world about it And only they know the situation Only they know what goes on what everyone else couldn’t see about me This thing left me a choice Telling me I’ve got a choice I need to make Decisions of two I need to choose from But the overwhelming power of this thing Is making it hard to do But something else within me with even a greater force Is making its way to the front to battle this thing Helping me to come to grips of greater truth
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Jun 3, 2010
Jun 3, 2010 at 7:41 AM UTC
This Thing
My feelings for her grow deeper and more stronger everyday Everyday I try to hide my feelings, But somehow, I just can't I try as hard as I can in every possible way. Continually, I tell myself That she s only a friend and nothing else The feelings that I continue to hold for her I mean, it’s not as if she doesn’t know I’ve told her once before So therefore, I think, shell always know Its hard for me to keep lying to myself That all she is, at this time, is just a friend But how long can I keep this up? How long can I keep pretending to myself that nothing is there? And with a quick glance at her simply turns into a stare. As much as I want us to be something more I don t think that’s going to happen anytime soon Our friendship is too precious to be risked over this Can't help but notice that Her smile contains the magical essence of the moon. And the majesty and grace of her person is nothing to miss. But, for now, I guess Being my girl is an impossible wish.
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 4:41 AM UTC
About Her
Remember, how strong our friendship used to be? I mean, right before I started falling for you And sending you poems and love letters? We used to talk every day before the notes and letters. But, now we don’t talk at all like we used to. Isn’t it something I could do? Anything at all that would make our friendship better?
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 4:38 AM UTC
Question for Our Friendship
She becomes the poetry that we as writers write So warm and gentle, hot like fire Fiery and magnetic-pierces my heart with desire And spills from heartbreak the words of me-my light From the beginning of it all, from the start of the poem She may have thought that this story was about her I don’t know if that’s the case-subject image became blank The light that was shown from me did the searching Traveled through the storm But the idea of this girl still became a blur She becomes the story that I write So interesting, so full of detail, filled with life, and yet so compelling Captivating and motivating-she entices my mind With every waking moment from the story that she herself is telling The light returns back to me With a story of its own to tell me It tells of this girl who happened to have always been in back of me Never once on my own turned to see who it happened to be Never thought I had to-I’ll give my reason why I’ve always wrote of one in a story-one who caught my eye She becomes what I write-she becomes my poetry She becomes my light and my destiny She becomes everything that I hoped she would be Reaching out to grab her hand I come to realize that she's been here all along Never been non-existent, never been behind the shadows She's been here once again playing her daily song. The light turned her into the poetry that I choose to read Never wanting to put her down, never wanting to let her go I never want to stop listening to what she has to say Because she's the story that I want to read each and every day.
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 4:34 AM UTC
She Becomes the Poetry
She becomes the poetry that we as writers write So warm and gentle, hot like fire Fiery and magnetic-pierces my heart with desire And spills from heartbreak the words of me-my light From the beginning of it all, from the start of the poem She may have thought that this story was about her I don’t know if that’s the case-subject image became blank The light that was shown from me did the searching Traveled through the storm But the idea of this girl still became a blur She becomes the story that I write So interesting, so full of detail, filled with life, and yet so compelling Captivating and motivating-she entices my mind With every waking moment from the story that she herself is telling The light returns back to me With a story of its own to tell me It tells of this girl who happened to have always been in back of me Never once on my own turned to see who it happened to be Never thought I had to-I’ll give my reason why I’ve always wrote of one in a story-one who caught my eye She becomes what I write-she becomes my poetry She becomes my light and my destiny She becomes everything that I hoped she would be Reaching out to grab her hand I come to realize that she's been here all along Never been non-existent, never been behind the shadows She's been here once again playing her daily song. The light turned her into the poetry that I choose to read Never wanting to put her down, never wanting to let her go I never want to stop listening to what she has to say Because she's the story that I want to read each and every day.
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I came to a place to find you I came to a place to love you I came to a place to accept you My pastor taught your Word My pastor preached your message My pastor spoke your revelation When He spoke…I heard you I then found you I came before you in your presence I came before you and worshipped your name You healed me of my pain You healed me of my distress You healed me of my sicknesses You’ve gotten me through the test With you I conquered over Satan With you I conquered over Evil With you I conquered darkness in my mind With you I conquered through it all Now thanks to you I have a clear and sound mind I became victorious I became a conquerer I became a winner With a joyful and humble heart I became a child of God
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 4:29 AM UTC
I Became a Child of God
The world isn’t going to give you what you need It’s not gonna give you your purpose What’s in your way, you have to crack it What’s’ in your way, you have to fight it On the other side of the mountain Is the very thing you need to know Though you may feel like giving up Keep on going and don’t let go What do you need to break Satan’s walls? You may need the Word of God What do you need to break the walls of Darkness? What exactly are you gonna do? Whatever it is it needs to work for you Light the candle, light the room! What do you have to break the walls of Darkness? You may need the Word of God. Where will you be when it all comes crashing down? I hope you’re still standing through it all The negative circumstances and events of your past The memory of it all will soon fade away And Satan’s methods of attack will fade away Do you have what you need to make it forward? Do you possess the very power to push you on? Are you standing on the Word of God?
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 4:26 AM UTC
Do You Have The Word of God?
I can open up my ears and listen to you talk I can open up my heart and receive everything you have to say I know I can continue to trust in the words that come from your mouth While you hold my hand as we walk together Making footprints in the sand I never doubted what you spoke over me I never doubted what you held in your hands for me And though naturally I’ve only seen one set of footprints I know spiritually there was another set right next to me in the sand Whenever I felt I was falling You was there to help me stand You always remained true to me And in my darkest nights You opened my eyes and revealed your light You held me and carried me through when I couldn’t see two When we would make our footprints in the sand You promised me that you’ll always be with me As I make my way treading and conquering this land I trust and believe what you say When I was lost and didn’t know what else to do You spoke to my heart and you made a way I’ve never lost faith in you I never hardened my heart or closed myself off to you Instead I softened my heart and let you in My life wouldn’t be what is without you That’s why I never drifted away from you I chose to walk with you making my way in this land Making footprints in the sand
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Jun 2, 2010
Jun 2, 2010 at 4:20 AM UTC
Footprints in the Sand