We'll meet ahead

 
      GOODBYE

Although you won't wave back

With your now-resting tired hand

Or say "goodbye" back with a smile

On your face which forever smiled.

Only a few days back you were here

Walking with us,

Not walking-away from us.


We all live to-one-day leave all,

Where you have gone

We'll all follow sooner or later.

The path you walked

Cleared the way for us who follow.


We'll continue walking

Although no more can you walk with us,

So Goodbye though a big suprise

Is the news that you're already gone.


Remember us where you have gone

We'll remember the good you've done.

You won wise man,

But now we have lost you.

(Tribute to Ndebele author and poet,

B.D Ndlovu).

You're beautiful

   
     WAIT FOR ME

To grow-up  and be yours

I wont delay Please don't go.

Wait for me lady lady

I won't be late

To grow-up and show up for you.


Before it be late

Before the sun can set

And fall into West pit,

I will be falling for your good traps woman.


My eyes will burst open.


And my love deepen,

My hands will get big enough

To carry-out your heart's wishes.


Wait for me like dawn coming

In the morning for I'm not too far

So as not to see you

When walking behind your back.


As spring's coming waits

For winter's ending,

Wait for me I'm coming

I won't be late for you to regret waiting.


Easy it is for a young man

To be a man than for a grown man

To grow up to be a man,

Wait for me I'll be your man.


Will you stay where you are

And wait for me,

Or you'll move

And be gone with moving time?

Woman

      SEE WHAT I SEE

You  are a bird woman

You can land wherever woman

You want to land,

On castles or on fine sand.

Cold earth rain on you falls

But intact It leaves you,

Undamaged

Like paintings on rocks.

Like men you have flaws

But have a good flaw,

A good breakage

Like the cracked rind of ripe pomegranate.

Like a voice from a choir 

You stand out,

Outstanding like a good drummer,

Like a superior from subordinates.

See the affection in my hands

Which labours without exhaustion

Dear Mama

            MAMA

My armour God-given

My remedy when bed-ridden

What a unique name like "God"

Is your name Mama.


If I call another "mother"

don't be sad but be glad

That there are to me

Like you where to me.


Don't be afraid I won't

Seek to find another

Like Him,who sought other.

Remember I haven't forgotten you,

Although I have changed

I 'm still the same

I never changed my name.


I hear others say out your name

Although it's not you

Whom their voices will be calling

Or who responds.


Don't be afraid

I Won't be like "dead"

ENCOURAGEMENT

DONT FEAR

Yesterday i was afraid

of voices and silence

But today i'm mot,

and tomorrow i wont.


Laugh-laugh life

can be rough and tough,

With strife breaking your heart

And tearing it apart.


Look-up beware not to look down

or move away

From where ther's your heart

escaping getting hurt.


Dont fear to get near

fearing to hear their loud-silence

In your ear when something 
 
is to you dear.


When Fear finally goes 

Strength comes,

Embace your fate

dont fear to take 

A LEAP IN THE DARK. 

 



  

SHOW ME THE WAY

CHOOSE

Between the two, man which one 

is the one you choose?

Which one do you love

and which one do you love 

to leave behind when you live with one?

Choose one woman man,

Her OR her choose

One woman only for only

One way can you choose,

South or North

East or West.


Are their bodies everywhere

not the same in everyway,

Are they all not women

With visible similarites

than invisible differences?

Choose what you want

Or loose what you dont want 

To loose, to have them both you cant. 

Make your choice man,

Choose your woman.

 Son.

LOVE RULE

IF LOVE RULED

Hearts wouldn't be fOOled

People wouldn't get Used

But people would  be used  to loving

Rarher than only using.

People  would care

Life would taste fair

The scent of love would ride the  air

 With no charged fare.

If loved ruled there would be no "IFs"

To speak about,

Hearts wouldn't be taken by thiefs

But be given by will

As a person feels.

Hearts' sepation would require

Completion of operation,

Hearts wouldn't beat hidden

in the closet-If Love Ruled.

If Love ruled Hate

Would be outruled.

 

 

 

LISTEN

MY MUSE

Listen to  the mirror,

it makes no error

nor show any lie

to the looking eye.

Stars from mars,

Sunlight in the night

The moon at moon will emerge

To witness me taste your tasty love.

I long to caress with a sweet touch

your soft hidden heart

if it be within my reach.

Like the  impression of happiness,

I yearn to make you smile

And soften the tensions of sadness.

You delightful sight 

Of pure perfection,

Display petals of your might.

 

 

UBUHLE

OKUKAMDALI

Ubuhle nguwe ntombi wen' ongelant'embi,

kuyin' okungaba kubi kuwe

wen'ubuhle bulawe

wen' omuhle

obuhl'obugcotshw'umzimba wonke

lenyawo zonke,

wen'ohamba ngoluhle

ufike ngokuhle.

Wazalwa lobuhle ntombi

Wakhula ngobuhle

uqhela kakuhle

ekumeni ebuhleni.

Ngobuhl'uvundile

kungela zengezo

kuyini ph'okungakukhulul'obakh'obemvelo?

Wen' ubuka bani ntombi

wen' obukwa ngamehl' omhlaba?

Vevane lentomb

elikhany'okombane

umuhle wena mathumba 

othumb'inhliziyo yami

ngokubunjwa kwakho  

langejwabu lakho.

 

poetry of the heart

HEART-WRITTEN

Only a body's warmth,

the warmth on the surfaces of her body
 
 reminds me of the only unforgetable  place,

A place of peace called home.

But what is love when given 

but never taken,

Taken but not back-given

to a suitor who's by passion driven?

What's passion without possession,

 A kiss without union of hearts,

where is the bliss?

To have is not having briefly.

Unforgetable are memories

of times we had

with people we never had.


 

LAMENT

TEARS OF AN ORPHAN

Crying often

Heavy tears falling and piling

but to no relief

only more grief

stealing joy like a thief.

tears heavy like a tombstone

crush down sunken cheeks

and slowly dry.

Happiness lies low like graves

wounded and saddened.

An orphan in the world

is an outcast in the world,

outcast by a world

which is also orphaned.


Malice of the world

hunts young orphans,

yearning to do them wrong.

Foolish orphan-surrounding darkness

you have given me brightness.  

 

LISTEN

ATTRACTED

Plenty of love to harvest

blooms in my heart,

too great for art

to mould it into words.

My eyes try to tell

to ring a bell

on your ears but fears

of rejection fall

hard in my love-troubled heart.

My lips stare at your fair lips

hoping they are a match

which will bring to light

the love in the dark.

What a big sensation springs

from only a touch of your hand.

I crave to have you in my hands.

The worthiness of my shadow shows 

when your shadow gets close.  

Beautiful

FLOWERS

They beautiful earth,

the beautiful flowers 

of this earth,

plant by earth.

Sweet flowers nature-made

display sweetness and prettiness,

beautiful everyday

in more than one way.


Preetypreety earth flowers,

wherever they step followers 

never stop following,

trailing and chasing behind.

Like the sun above

there are hot,

by lovers they are sought

sought for love.

Hear me beautiful flowers,

allow us to get near.





  

Heart spoken

THINGS UNSAID
(CONFESSIONAL POEM)

Beauty uncomplemented

but noticed,

beautiful dressing noted

but ignored and unpraised,

all things unsaid 

which should have been said.

Fairness is observed

attractiveness approved,

appearance is good

but mum is the word

although undeserved. 

Mutual stares show care

interest grows on her

for she is fair

but all this she does not hear,

although she is near.

Things said are easily forgotten

than those written,

by the heaven

you are what i desire to be given.