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May 2017 · 259
I write
Warren-Johnson May 2017
i used to write sadness darkness and despair,
Truly found it healing!
Out of life's deepest darkest lair.

Now I find myself free and need to air
For I've learnt words come to me, maybe it's just a bit of loneliness,
but now I have to share.

Out of the fight of despair and dismal triumphs against me I found light.
So once again I'm compelled to do what I've grown to love,  WRITE !
May 2017 · 568
How awesome
Warren-Johnson May 2017
She comes to me as wildfire
Consuming all I have to give
TIME she take it all
It's mine to give
Yet I have so little control

I take a step back and realize
It's mine
Oh wow
I grasp the depth
The reality that it's ripe
It's there for me

To Cultivate
To nurture
To appreciate
To reap
Oh destiny your mine

I boldly remember
Who I am

I'm awesome!

I'm blessed by by the best
How fickle of me to let that slip
I'm backed by the greatest ever !


JESUS MY SAVIOR

OF COURSE YEAH


Warren johnson
May 2017 · 370
Love isn't blind
Warren-Johnson May 2017
Love isn't blind
Love trusts
Love is dependent on this trust
Love is reliant on its parties to be-
Selfless
Truthful
Considerate
Giving
Real
Passionate
Caring
FAITHFUL

Love doesn't need wealth
Love doesn't need lies
Love doesn't need many (only 2)

But it surely needs you !
May 2017 · 421
Life yeah
Warren-Johnson May 2017
How we trade passions throws for securities, and build fortresses around our hearts, losing a little of ourselves each bit

Like the way she made your soul smile with butterfly tingles in courtship.

Don't flutterbye butterfly

When last did you take in the awe of a garden, the snapdragon flowers , or with its boastful song the vibrant colors of the beautiful songbird.

Don't flutterbye butterfly

Like going to a safari park and being so disappointed for not seeing the lion and it's **** but seeing the hundreds of swallows nesting in the wall of a riverbank, or the sheer beauty of the flycatchers and bee-eaters.

Don't flutterbye butterfly

How we forget to live and love it all! Why else would God have given it all to us! How much less do we give of ourselves by not looking at life as love! Love cause God gave it all to us in love!

Don't flutterbye butterfly
Drink it's sweet nectar

          Life yeah
Apr 2017 · 172
Pain eternal
Warren-Johnson Apr 2017
Oh
Oh how i hurt use it to keep me alive let me feel,
Let me feel the pain so I can feel alive again,

Oh how hate you insipid thing they call you life ,oh how you a contradiction to your very own name , oh how I hate you bitter thing,
You supposed to mean joy , love, and beginnings all anew,
Yet you spew out misery, strife, grief and turmoil, love ? How few ?
Oh how I hate you insipid thing,

Bring on the pain so I can know I'm alive cause I bleed ,
Oh how I hate you in your every deed,
You trample my heart like a drought riddled field for the only to flourish the Ravens greed!
Apr 2017 · 276
Can't see through
Warren-Johnson Apr 2017
Cant see through the emotion for sense !!
Can't make sense of it all and then I try and it's when it rips through me like a hurricane , how did I allow this again how did I let you in , now I don't know the way out !

All I know is there is only emotion and no sense can't see through the emotion as if it's a cloud so dark, I can't see any light how dismal they call this emotion love, well I know our minds feel the same emotion in good or bad but then is there any good ?

Is there love? dose it exist ? Or is it our way of selling ourselves off for a sad song in our playlists?
How can we see through an emotion that's a lie we created ?
What dismal cloud , suppose That's what we call life oh let's live it!  
Wow what a sad song !
Apr 2017 · 525
Our lives
Warren-Johnson Apr 2017
How those we care about must feel so neglected !
For we live our lives like a rambling whirlwind, and only the whispering tail ends brushing past through theirs momentarily reminding them who we are, and how much we mean to each other, this whispering wind that softly rustles through the bulrushes and reads making sweet music from nature itself is no less important than its great big brother, but if we slow down we can hear their sweet music if we'd just listen,
Make time for those you care for! Even if it's just a quick hi or a silly joke let them know you there and haven't forgotten!
Before our lives are gone and and we just memories to be blown away by the whirlwind TIME !


I CARE !
YOU MATTER !
YOU ARE SO AWESOME !
I MISS YOU !

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