Paschall poems on Hello Poetry

Joseph Preston Kirk Feb 2017

There are no words for the love I have for you. An emotion I thought was familiar suddenly has become unfamiliar and brand new. If time were a language we could express I would know the words to paint such a masterpiece in my mind as beautiful as you. If the future could be told It would only spoil the time it takes to portray a life perfected spent with you. Although I have taken few moments to watch the sun rise I know none of them were as beautiful as the sparkle of life I see in your eyes every time i wake to look at you. You reach deep into my heart with every warm embrace. A place i reserved for company only such as you. Only in my wildest dreams would i ever have thought love was unsettling as I find I could never truly settle for anything less than you. If only my mind were as vast and spacious as the home my heart has built for you. You would know just how much I truly love being forever in love with you.

Joseph Preston Kirk Feb 2017

Find Me... The Heart Of Mary Paschall

I felt you in a space that no one else can find,
Expressed things that weigh beautifully upon my mind,
Touched by your thoughts I can barely comprehend,
I find myself exposed to a brand new kind of friend,
My mind silenced by the sound of my heart beginning to beat,
I felt lost and yet found while attempting to find my feet,
And as you revived the parts of me I never knew,
Or maybe even forgotten waiting on something true,
How can I express what I've never known,
Or begin in what I've never been shown?
Without question the answers sought never to be found,
Without words you gave me something more profound,
Wonderfully written upon my heart I find them everyday,
Yet still I search for the right words to say,
Now I reflect in the wonder of how I could be so small,
Realizing you showed me how I need not words at all,
Without question... One day I opened my eyes and began to see,
Your heart was beautiful enough to finally find me.....
For the love of my life ... Feb. 2 2017

matthew paschall Sep 2018

I sit in silence

I sit in silence. where do i begin. to explain the sadness hidden within. I'm telling you my hearts filled with sorrow from the past I could not control, as a child not understanding the world. so I've learned to cope and Ive hid the pain. but never with my head bowed in shame. you see i wear a smile that seems to embrace this world. all the while your never knowing whats behind the eyes of a saddened soul. am I being punished for sins that where not my own. or is it time to man up and accept that now I am grown. it's now up to me to deal with these demons and fight through the struggle and conquer these feelings. Ive always risen above this pain. but regrettably not in the most helpful way. you see I turned to drugs to mask all the sorrow. just to get me by to see tomorrow. only to look around and find my self kneeling. crying out to the world and asking it why. why have you punished me. is this all just a test. im giving it my all and I'm trying my best. this soul cant be broken youve already tried I'll never be ashamed of these choices Inside. the funny thing is I would not have it any other way for all these moments have shaped me into the man that I am today. so I sit in silence an internal war always waging. the simple fact that all this rage inside is hidden behind a smile but it is taken in stride. waiting for fate to change. with new hope at the beginning of everyday. to find the peace within myself. but never forgetting. the path from the dark was always worth winning..

Written by
matthew paschall
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matthew paschall Apr 2023

I sit in silence

I sit in silence.

where do i begin.

to explain the sadness hidden within.

I'm telling you my hearts filled with sorrow from the past I could not control, as a child not understanding the world.

so I've learned to cope and Ive hid the pain. but never with my head bowed in shame.

you see i wear a smile that seems to embrace this world.

all the while your never knowing whats behind the eyes of a saddened soul.

am I being punished for sins that where not my own.

or is it time to man up and accept that now I am grown. Is it now up to me to deal with these demons, fight through the struggle and conquer these feelings.

Ive always risen above this pain.

regrettably not in the most helpful way.

you see I turned to drugs to mask all the sorrow.

just to get me by to see tomorrow.

only to look around and find my self kneeling.

crying out to the world and asking it why.

why have you punished me?

is this all just a test?

im giving it my all and I'm trying my best.

this soul cant be broken youve already tried I'll never be ashamed of these choices Inside.

the funny thing is I would not have it any other way for all these moments have shaped me into the man that I am today.

so I sit in silence an internal war always waging.

the fact that all this pain inside is hidden behind a smile but it is taken in stride.

waiting for fate to change.

with new hope at the beginning of everyday.

to find the peace within myself and never forgetting. the path from the dark was always worth winning..

Written by
matthew paschall