"Waiting..."

I read this word today

Oh how like a knife it struck 

deep into my heart

for the word

has so much to say...

so much story to tell

that no words could ever suffice

to contain the pain...

"Waiting..."

I have been waiting...

I waited...

I gave myself, my time, my efforts 

my all, my everything 

because I believed...

I've waited...

to just find my own one day...

All are but just wasted...

Waiting...I waited for nothing 

There's non to wait...

After All...

     Manuelle Augustine 

           @8/28/2015

The Peril

The peril

He sent me to my perils 

I journeyed everyday

in a land of nowhere...

I trod in thorny dark valleys

my flesh worn and torn 

anxiety is everywhere...

I am sailing on a ship

though loads unloaded

but the storms keep raging

in the middle of nothing

where my tears and the rain

become one in falling...

with the chaos of its whirling 

I could not even hear my soul

to the heavens screaming...

'Oh Lord!

My God!'

'Please send your mercy

and calm my storms...

you sent me to this peril

to learn thy Will...

In your heart I have faith

Please stop the haunting winds

and whisper in my soul 

so I may hear your voice

loud and clear

that I may know the purposes

to where you're leading me 

then shall I follow and obey...'

    Manuelle Augustine 

         @8/26/2015

Forgive me Lord...

  "Forgive me Lord..."

Forgive me  Lord

for the chances

that I shouldn't have taken...

Forgive me for not 

choosing to do 

what is righteous then...

Forgive me 

for causing all these hurts to myself...

Forgive me for not

choosing to do your will...

Forgive me for failing me...

Forgive me for failing you...

Forgive me 

for  all the pain

and injustice 

I allowed to happen to myself...

Forgive me for hurting me...

Forgive me for all my tears...

Forgive me Lord 

for crying for what you did not will for me...

     Manuelle Augustine 

           @8/25/2015

A comment to a Poem 'original sin'

Wail no more dear soul 

In the cross 

The Lord Jesus has paid it all...

The original sin is gone

from eternal death

Jesus redeemed

the soul of everyone...

We have been paid for a price

We can never pay 

Saved by His blood

from the pangs of Satan

we have been set free...

So sin no more dear soul

the stain of original sin

is gone ...

No more...

Repent now 

from your transgressions 

Received the salvation 

The Lord Jesus

ransomed you for...

Live the forgiven life

and sin no more...

Jesus died on the cross

and from death He is risen

from eternal damnation 

He saved us all...

  Manuelle Augustine 

        @8/23/2015

The Calling...

         The Calling...

You brought me to the valleys

to climbed the mountains

I walked on thorns...

You led me to the waters

I crossed the seas

I shed ocean of tears...

You brought the great pour

In the cold

I stood in the storms...

You lead me through all

your grace calls

equipping me 

to follow your call...

    Manuelle Augustine 

          @8/22/2015

The world I see...

I see love

everywhere...

couples holding hands

cuddling

embracing

caring...

I read many lines 

of love and loving

of faithfulness 

of commitment

and believing...

But 

here in me 

I see myself 

in a world 

of tears and pain...

betrayed by the love

I falsely believed...

Oh the world I see

passing by in each day...

cutting my heart in pieces 

in every breathe I take

and  sigh away...

    Manuelle Augustine 

         @8/20/2015

Roses from a friend

Roses 

from a friend 

She handed this 

today

she remembered 

it's my day...

Roses 

from a friend 

reminds me

of the many 

that I left and lost

locked 

in my old world...

Manuelle Augustine 

     @8/19/2015

Until...

https://youtu.be/XLkk2SFnbYA

Till I slip away from my today's 

Till the sunrise and sunsets cease

Till my last inhale 

In my heart 

you will remain...

Till my days

shall never come again...

Till my last gaze 

on your memories...

Till time will end...

        Manuelle Augustine

              @122015

Poetry Challenge 1 of 4

(A reply to a comment by Sir PatrickM)

Yes 

I am what I am

The reflection of my soul 

The mirror of my heart and mind...

deep within grace unraveling...

But the grace of God

is different with that of man...

The radiance of the beauty of His grace 

is mighty and divine...

beyond wonderful...

sublime...

Non-sense to equal 

with man

for after all 

we are just but dust 

in time we be gone...

The beauty we posses

are but fleeting

we never stay 

one day we fade away...

But if in God you do not believe 

the words i scribble 

will never matter 

For only those who have faith

in His Deity and Majesty 

will know and understand 

the beauty and wonder 

and the power

of His grace...

      Manuelle Augustine 

             @8/4/2015

Led by His Grace

I always believed

It is Gods grace

that led me to my pen...

He provided the way

for me to breathe 

to cry... 

to scream...

to release the sorrows 

and pains...

He sent the lines 

for me to rhyme

comforting

this dying heart of mine...

and in every verse I write 

His loving grace 

shines......

        Manuelle Augustine 

              @8/2/2015

In My Poetry

I pen my poetry 

to cry out my anguish...

painting  in words 

the agony and misery

that I can not contain

they are too many 

too heavy to bear...

my wounds so deep 

so great 

they never heal

waiting 

for God's miracle...

It's been long 

but I am still here 

trap in pangs of hurts 

and strain

though in poetry I chant

Gods healing grace

yet until now

I am still buried 

in my tears...

Too many times

I stumbled and fell

running to and pro 

like waves on the seashores 

the sadness are winning 

my heart whining 

still  I am drowned 

in my bereave...

Again

In my poetry I turn 

penning down my pain...

again and again...