Submissions by SabrinaK
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Greetings and Hello... From a Lost, but not forgotten Slave SabrinaK poet and story writer by heart...
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2016 6:59pm
30th Apr 2016 6:59pm
If He Came Knocking Would You Invite Him In, Or Would You Turn Him Away?
You hear footsteps approaching, and all of a sudden He stops in front of your door. Not once, twice, but three times He knocks. You ask, “Who is it?” He replies, “It is Jesus”... Your first thought is, that this just can’t be. I am imagining this. No way is this for real. So you ask again, “Who did you say you are?” He replied, “It is Jesus, “Son Of God”.
“My Child, will you invite me in?” He asked. Your heart beats faster as a quietness drowns out your surroundings to all other distractions. Your legs about buckle as you walk towards the door.
Such a beautiful array of light seeps...
“My Child, will you invite me in?” He asked. Your heart beats faster as a quietness drowns out your surroundings to all other distractions. Your legs about buckle as you walk towards the door.
Such a beautiful array of light seeps...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2016 11:59am
23rd Apr 2016 11:59am
He Didn't Throw This Old Weathered Clay Away! {my twist to a Christian song}
Empty and broken, 20 years later I came back to Him
A vessel unworthy, so scarred and filled with sin.
But He did not despair...He started over again
And I bless the day, He didn't throw the clay away.
Over and over, He is molding and making me,
Into His likeness, He is fashioning this weathered clay.
A vessel of honor, I swear I’ll strive to stay,
All because Jesus did not throw this old clay away.
He is the Potter...I am the clay
And molded in His image, He wants me to stay.
Oh, but when I stumble...
When I fall...
When my vessel...
A vessel unworthy, so scarred and filled with sin.
But He did not despair...He started over again
And I bless the day, He didn't throw the clay away.
Over and over, He is molding and making me,
Into His likeness, He is fashioning this weathered clay.
A vessel of honor, I swear I’ll strive to stay,
All because Jesus did not throw this old clay away.
He is the Potter...I am the clay
And molded in His image, He wants me to stay.
Oh, but when I stumble...
When I fall...
When my vessel...
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1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th Apr 2016 7:40am
19th Apr 2016 7:40am
Hey Paranoia My Old Friend!
How have You been? Yes, I know. Not long ago You would come walking on in making Yourself right at home....
Sorry old friend, much You and I are about to have to get adjusted too.
For now on, a much older Friend than even You has moved on in...
And He has made His self comfortable....
Praise His name for this is going to be His permanent home....
Paranoia my Friend, You have held and weighed me down long enough....
Much temptations You had stained me with...
Which I will not lie I did freely welcome it so....
But no more, for my eyes are open and...
Sorry old friend, much You and I are about to have to get adjusted too.
For now on, a much older Friend than even You has moved on in...
And He has made His self comfortable....
Praise His name for this is going to be His permanent home....
Paranoia my Friend, You have held and weighed me down long enough....
Much temptations You had stained me with...
Which I will not lie I did freely welcome it so....
But no more, for my eyes are open and...
818 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Nov 2015 6:25pm
6th Nov 2015 6:25pm
Where Have I Gone!
Where have I gone?
That I do not know, for I was here long time ago…
No longer am I seen, heard or even felt…
All that is left is an empty broken heart of a human shell…
I swear that I was here long time ago…
Does anyone know where and how long, or that I have even been gone?
How do they not see that I am no longer here?
That I can not feel peace within my heart…
My soul is lost, empty and dark…
God, where have I gone?
I want to be seen, heard and felt…
No longer do I want to be an empty, broken heart of a human shell…
Can I some how find my...
That I do not know, for I was here long time ago…
No longer am I seen, heard or even felt…
All that is left is an empty broken heart of a human shell…
I swear that I was here long time ago…
Does anyone know where and how long, or that I have even been gone?
How do they not see that I am no longer here?
That I can not feel peace within my heart…
My soul is lost, empty and dark…
God, where have I gone?
I want to be seen, heard and felt…
No longer do I want to be an empty, broken heart of a human shell…
Can I some how find my...
742 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
6th Nov 2015 6:16pm
6th Nov 2015 6:16pm
4:47 A.M 12th Of June 2015, 3 and a ½ Hours Away!
For many years now, You and I normally started our day, like most mornings, Drinking about a pot, enjoying our morning coffee, while talking over the phone. We would share our thoughts, memories, fears, hopes and dreams of yesterdays, now’s and tomorrows. That we longed to always remember, wished and prayed to forget while we dared hoping to dream. Knowing that our time as sisters here on mother earth was soon coming to an end.....
Before we truly allowed our selves even the chance to overcome our regrets, nightmares and mistakes of what could have been. So much a like, in the...
Before we truly allowed our selves even the chance to overcome our regrets, nightmares and mistakes of what could have been. So much a like, in the...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2015 10:34am
22nd Sep 2015 10:34am
My God, Where Have I Gone?
Where have I gone?
That I do not know, for I was here long time ago…
No longer am I seen, heard or even felt…
All that is left is an empty broken heart of a human shell…
I swear that I was here long time ago…
Does anyone know where and how long, or that I have even been gone?
How do they not see that I am no longer here?
That I can not feel peace within my heart…
My soul is lost, empty and dark…
God, where have I gone?
I want to be seen, heard and felt…
No longer do I want to be an empty, broken heart of a human shell…
Can I some how find my...
That I do not know, for I was here long time ago…
No longer am I seen, heard or even felt…
All that is left is an empty broken heart of a human shell…
I swear that I was here long time ago…
Does anyone know where and how long, or that I have even been gone?
How do they not see that I am no longer here?
That I can not feel peace within my heart…
My soul is lost, empty and dark…
God, where have I gone?
I want to be seen, heard and felt…
No longer do I want to be an empty, broken heart of a human shell…
Can I some how find my...
671 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
26th Jun 2015 5:41am
26th Jun 2015 5:41am
Sis
Sissy!
Why did you have to go...
Why couldn't you have stayed... I am needing you so. Wasn't ready yet to let you go.. You left us too soon.... My heart cries out yet silent that no one hears..... I know it's wrong of me... But I ask why my dear Lord, Jesus why couldn't she have stayed awhile longer. We need her still.. Our hearts is heavy, can barely take this endless pain and sorrow we feel... We wasn't ready to say goodbye... So much still for us to share... No longer will I hear her comfort my mind when I am sad and blue... Who is going to call and talk...
Why did you have to go...
Why couldn't you have stayed... I am needing you so. Wasn't ready yet to let you go.. You left us too soon.... My heart cries out yet silent that no one hears..... I know it's wrong of me... But I ask why my dear Lord, Jesus why couldn't she have stayed awhile longer. We need her still.. Our hearts is heavy, can barely take this endless pain and sorrow we feel... We wasn't ready to say goodbye... So much still for us to share... No longer will I hear her comfort my mind when I am sad and blue... Who is going to call and talk...
784 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2015 10:25am
4th May 2015 10:25am
How I see You standing there as Being my Master while simply being a Man!
How I see You standing there as Being my Master while simply being a Man!
Many times I wonder, how I didn't notice how You stood before..
Not knowing how strong and tall You stand.
All awhile You have helped me grow to become who I am..
You have strive to teach, nurture and guide..
While pushing my limits so I will thrive in becoming perfect in Your eyes..
How could I not see Your strengths as You have showed me mine..
Through Your dominance You have set me free, allowing my submission to soften each step that has led me to where I have longed to be.......
Many times I wonder, how I didn't notice how You stood before..
Not knowing how strong and tall You stand.
All awhile You have helped me grow to become who I am..
You have strive to teach, nurture and guide..
While pushing my limits so I will thrive in becoming perfect in Your eyes..
How could I not see Your strengths as You have showed me mine..
Through Your dominance You have set me free, allowing my submission to soften each step that has led me to where I have longed to be.......
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3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2015 6:58am
15th Apr 2015 6:58am
Please Don't Hesitate!
Please Don't Hesitate!
Please, I beg of You..
For my love surely won't always wait...
Please don't hesitate...
Love can only grow when love is felt in return...
So if You continue to hesitate my heart may just surely break...
And
Have no choice but to seek for true love in someone else's arms...
So I ask of You
Please don't wait. Do not hesitate...
Allow our love, to grow and explore of what could be...
For to wait is just a waste of a love that could be true indeed
And
If You wait You may just find that I am no longer here waiting......
Please, I beg of You..
For my love surely won't always wait...
Please don't hesitate...
Love can only grow when love is felt in return...
So if You continue to hesitate my heart may just surely break...
And
Have no choice but to seek for true love in someone else's arms...
So I ask of You
Please don't wait. Do not hesitate...
Allow our love, to grow and explore of what could be...
For to wait is just a waste of a love that could be true indeed
And
If You wait You may just find that I am no longer here waiting......
977 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Apr 2015 6:52am
15th Apr 2015 6:52am
Brother I still feel You with me!
One Friday night, I and two of my other siblings dreamed some what of the same dream... Of our oldest Brother being killed in a type of a vehicle accident yet not quite the same... That following Monday, playing running around as rambunctious siblings do... The police pulls up in the drive.... Father tells us to go play, yet us kids knowing something was wrong big Bubby wasn't home... I will never forget hearing them words seeing my Father bout drop to His knees... When the officer asked if He had a Son by the name of Wayne Lawrence Glover... Then saying, we need one of you to come to the...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Apr 2015 6:09pm
11th Apr 2015 6:09pm
Up In Smoke
Up In Smoke!
Cheech and Chong, my Brothers Where Art Thou?
Where have You gone...
Would love for You to join Me, in such a glorious state of mind...
Up In Smoke
For I have been, enjoying such a wonderful high of beautiful purplish green...
Leafs You can count 1 2 3 4 5...
Embellished with white fluffy balls that looks like snow...
O' my Brothers Where Art Thou?
Where have You gone...
I would surely love for You to join Me, in such a glorious state of mind...
Up In Smoke
Getting so very high, rowing a couple for later... While I stuff My...
Cheech and Chong, my Brothers Where Art Thou?
Where have You gone...
Would love for You to join Me, in such a glorious state of mind...
Up In Smoke
For I have been, enjoying such a wonderful high of beautiful purplish green...
Leafs You can count 1 2 3 4 5...
Embellished with white fluffy balls that looks like snow...
O' my Brothers Where Art Thou?
Where have You gone...
I would surely love for You to join Me, in such a glorious state of mind...
Up In Smoke
Getting so very high, rowing a couple for later... While I stuff My...
763 reads
1 Comment
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