Brian Johnston

Gold Star - 14,717 Points (Jan.20,1943 / Oklahoma)

Ph: Love: Before Dawn Breaks My Heart - Poem by Brian Johnston

Though morning comes to those who wait,
There are no guarantees that light
Will lessen load or gladden heart.
With access barred to heaven’s gate,
When happiness seems out of sight,
Thoughts rise that pain is just our part.

To choose to live in fear of that
Seems self-fulfilling prophecy
For all life’s lessons have their pain.
Contortions of an acrobat,
A different kind of fluency,
What language does not come with gain?

I do not know how long we’ll last
Know only that you play a role
In making sun rise frequently,
Though love seemed dim in recent past
You bring a different kind of soul
That colors rainbows found in me.

All life conforms to Nature’s laws,
Which can conspire to make us blue,
Still Love can all that’s broken heal.
Though doubts can sometimes make us pause,
Just once before the dawn comes true,
Oh let me whisper what I feel…

Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Brian Johnston
March 17,2015

Comments about Ph: Love: Before Dawn Breaks My Heart by Brian Johnston

  • Valsa George (3/23/2015 11:15:00 AM)


    Life is dominated by pain! The feeling that we are not adequately loved dispirits us! But not everything is lost.... a rainbow of hope still is seen arching in the horizon and we discern that love is the antidote to all our ills! Let the new morrow dawn with brighter shine! A great write! (Report) Reply

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  • (3/22/2015 1:09:00 PM)


    A lovely poem that gently asks just a small favor of love. So well written, and imbued with deep feeling. (Report) Reply

  • Abekah Emmanuel (3/18/2015 12:50:00 PM)


    With soft and flowing rhymes, BJ pens down a deep emotional and thought provoking poem once again. As we wake up every morning, many thoughts feel our minds, but as rational beings, we have the responsibility to feel our minds with great thoughts, for only through that, do we act great and become heroic in our deeds. When we choose to live out of fear, we fear to live and remain unconcerned to the affairs of the world. Though we dont know when our lives shall come to an end, we can contribute our quota towards its development of and that of others, thus bettering the world. Since we cannot cheat nature, lets not remain silent but join the poet to whisper what we feel! Great write BJ. keep it up! (Report) Reply

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (3/18/2015 12:02:00 AM)


    Loved reading your poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 18, 2015


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