Johnny Nathaniel

Stronger Than Us - Poem by Johnny Nathaniel

No knives nor bullets can stop the love within me deep down we all carry the seed, mortal blood from my wounds May seep, I am the courier of this beauty, my shell is a flesh we all bear, Icy fingers sleepy stare
We march through battle through blood and bone The flag we carry must be shown
Death for lines drawn on a globe NO!
Death for a deity we've never known NO!
Death for the music and the trees, for the flowers and the bees YES!
Dear god YES!
Though I have not known you, your purpose shines green and blue
Love I shall!
Love I breathe
Love i see
Some days I cannot see
The sculpture of hate is blocking me
Some weeks I cannot breathe
My own madness keeps choking me
Although my eyes and lungs deceive

Tis my heart that carries the seed

Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain

Poet's Notes about The Poem

My insides tell me when to write

Comments about Stronger Than Us by Johnny Nathaniel

  • Gold Star - 72,031 Points Kelly Kurt (3/22/2015 12:26:00 PM)

    A beautiful expression. I feel as though they were my thoughts, but in a much more eloquent form. (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 68 Points Johnny Nathaniel (3/22/2015 11:11:00 PM)

    Many thanks to you friend

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  • Gold Star - 11,909 Points Tushar Ray (3/22/2015 12:02:00 PM)

    Tis my heart that carries the seed. Beautiful poetic expression of the Truth. I enjoyed every line of the poem. Please keep on enlightening with your poems. Thank you poet (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 68 Points Johnny Nathaniel (3/22/2015 11:12:00 PM)

    You are very welcome indeed!

  • Gold Star - 45,087 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/22/2015 9:35:00 AM)

    An idealistic journey and love the poem expressing and likes. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,804 Points Anthony Di''anno (3/22/2015 5:14:00 AM)

    A good strong poem. Your insides are doing a good job: -) (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,988 Points Bharati Nayak (3/22/2015 4:13:00 AM)

    Love is God.God is love.Love is beauty and love is breath.Hatred can not kill love.A lovely piece of poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 50,292 Points Chinedu Dike (10/12/2014 10:44:00 PM)

    If we do not have an ideal for which we could die for, it implies that we do not have an ideal to live for. A well articulated piece. Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem. MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 21, 2015

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