Looking at the Mirror

Looking at the mirror 

I could only see traces of my pains...

Of my wounds that never heals...

Of the time gone by...

Of the memories 

of all my tears...

Looking at the mirror

I could not see a trace 

of a morrow...

Of a day and a time

When my tears

will dry...

Looking once again 

at the mirror

I can see my soul 

pleading for hope

For a day...

For a morrow...

  Manuelle  Augustine 

       @12142015

Dear Broken Heart

God feels your pain

God knows everything...

Through all these years

through your everyday 

always keeping you 

in His care...

The many sad things 

that in your life had happened 

caught you trapped 

in your never ending pain

draining your whole being...

The lonely dark years 

have been so long

and the memories 

kept coming back...

Yes they never leave...

they will always stay... 

because those memories 

are a part of us... 

because

they are the memories 

of the people we love... 

Yes they are the gone pieces 

of our broken heart

broken life...

Nothing we can do...

The gone days

we can not bring back...

Breathe now in your today 

though things has lost meaning 

though the memories of the pain 

are what lingers...

Just breathe...

God wants you to know

to Him you have meaning 

Quiet now your soul

Just breathe... 

and look up to the skies 

It's vastness 

is God's divine presence...

The mistakes, and tragedies 

of the past 

can never forfeit 

His loving grace in you... 

It may have been too long now... 

but God's time is always perfect... 

It is never late

for us that believes in Him...

                 Manuelle Augustine 

                        @11272015

Desire

Desire

A burning passion 

Most of the time a wonderful feeling

Sometimes consuming...

at times misleading...

There is something about desire 

that we all need to know

To let not be consumed

and be not be burned

but instead be guided

be informed...

Remember beware

Carnal desire is a liar...

Shrug away your shoulders 

and resist...

choose to do wise...

Let your desires be

of that which are seeking 

for the good

for what's true

for what's pure

for what edifies

for what brings good report

for what brings peace

for what brings joy for the heart...

               A Manu's 

             @1062015

Where I Belong...

When I think of my tears

I think of how my life have been...

I think of the days and moments 

that God has seen...

I think of why God 

allowed them all to happen...

In my tears

I look around...

of after all what have came my way...

of where God have brought me 

and what I have now today...

I pause to think...

after all that He allowed 

and taken away... 

from where and from what

He did not will for me...

I say to my heart and myself

Look around you today...

here and this 

is where God willed you to be...

be quiet now in your soul 

for whatever may be 

in His grace 

is where you belong to be...

       Manuelle Augustine 

                @2015