Showing posts with label writer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writer. Show all posts

Oct 28, 2015

Then Jesus Came

"Through the darkest night
Through the pain and fright
Shone the savior's light

My life was consumed with sin
The darkness was out and within
I was lost and dyin'

Every day was a fight
My only hope was night
When I could crawl from sight

There was no way for me to win
It switched from honesty to me lyin'
There was nothing out or in

And then Jesus came
And I have never been the same
Since I've known His name

Light floods around me
He constantly forgives me
He's all I care to see"

~Grace Marshall
From my poem, "Then Jesus Came"

Oct 26, 2015

Quiet

"Quiet
Don't tell me what to do
I'm not taking anymore
Of this listening to you
Quiet 
Don't tell me what to do
I'm not blind
I know I love you
Quiet
My heart is hurting
I'm not ready to be complete
In my forgiveness"

~Grace Marshall
From my poem, "Quiet"

Oct 24, 2015

Sinful Seduction

"Siken satin sheets
     Spread out beneath you and me
     Shimmering with smells while we rest
In sensual, slinking seduction
     Softly soothing us to seclusion"

~Grace Marshall
From my poem, "Sinful Seduction"

Oct 22, 2015

So It Seemed

"I love you
With my whole healing heart
I missed you
When I fell apart

I hated you
For deserting me
I felt you
I wasn't free

I need you
To bring back trust
I want you
There is such lust

I saw you
Everywhere I went
I knew you
Before you left"

~Grace Marshall
From my poem, "So It Seemed"

Oct 20, 2015

So What

"So I ran and hid
So what

Tell me you haven't been afraid
Before

I know you hide too
So no one sees

I see it in your eyes
All the shutters

No one even knows you
Or what you think

So yeah, I ran and hid
Afraid of emotions

But I know so have you
So do you

Stop trying to make me
Show you me

It will maybe come
In due time

Okay, so it probably won't 
So what

Don' tell me you've shown me
All of you

I'm afraid of love and trust
So what"

~Grace Marshall
From my poem, "So What"

Oct 12, 2015

Only Three

"I cried many tears
I opened many cuts
I fought many fears
I died many deaths
I went through many hells

And all I can think of
Is you
Your wonderful self
And How

You saved me
You love me
You held me
You kissed me
You served so many
You brought much love
You stood for liberty
You fought for what's right

So many words I've heard
So many words have been spoken

But only three
Make a difference to me
And they are
I love you"

~Grace Marshall
My Poem, "Only Three"