PAINED

                                  LET THE DEAD SAY BYE

GONE are the dead and done 

with un-certainities of the world.

THUS let them who have have gone 

ahead say bye to us.

THEY have crossed the waves

of life,

but We are left to labour

in each and every hour 

on the clock carrying the heaviness

of our individual crosses.

LET the dead who have been freed 

and from living have retired

say bye to us.

NO longer will they feel pain 

on the spine

nor sleeplessness but forever they will sleep,

Neither will they feel loss

or agony,

let it be the dead who say bye.


Against affliction, immunity in them lies

and tears are in their eyes

strangers.

LET the dead say bye

for in a peaceful place their bodies lie. 

PAINFUL WORLD

AWAY FROM THE WORLD
 (A LAMENT POEM)

When i'm by the course sands 

of earth buried and concealed;

Make not noices loud

which will make me awake to a world

of thick sorrow and intense worry

Full of hunger and anger,of disease 

and unease.


Close my eyes and make me not see

the laughing faces of fell-figures of the world;

who with other people's dreams and lives

walk away;leaving pity and corpses 

and not a way for others.


When I'm in the bed of the underworld

let not be attempts for me to be raised

for cruel is the world and bad;

to people uncruel and unevil.

Console women by-labour hurt

and crying children so as not to cry

but let the dying escape in peace

from this place;

The world is a sorrowful place 

and hurtful without solace.   

 

KABAPHELI

BENGITHI
(NDEBELE POEM)

Bengithi wonke ngiwabonile 

Amahle kanti angibonanga,

angiwaphutshanga ngobunengi langobuhle bawo

ezweni labantu.

Wona kawapheli awomhlaba,

kuphela amadoda esehlahlwa yibubi bomhlaba.


Bengithi wonke ngiyawazi!

Alempala emihle kanti angazi ngingazi.

Ngubani ongawabala wonke ezweni 

awaqede okweziqendu zenkondlo?

Ampal'omhlophe lampal'obumvu,

wonke ngamalub'omhlaba

ahluma eziswini zamanina awo.

Pho wonke angatholakala ngadi yinye na

wona usabalele umhlaba?

Hatshi awomhlaba kawapheli

lobuhl'abupheli lokuhl'akupheli,

kuphela inhliziyo lamehlo.


Bengithi ngibaqedile 

kanti ngisiqedile isikhathi. 

DEDICATION OF APPRECIATION

MODERN WOMAN

A woman of style and fashion

   Of beauty and ambition

Of great passion and self-expression.

She's bold in speech and to preach,

 She's never doubts herself saying she can't.

   She's dainty and in dressing elegant;

Fragrant,she's a stylish woman

even though she's not an English woman.



Through hard work you can distinguish

Her,she's not rubbish picked up on the street

and thrown onto the back seat.

She's a smart woman;competent and confident 

and hard to diminish.

She's a tree which holds many branches,

branches of family and oneness

Even if the axe relentlessly continues in coldness

to bring her down.

She's a mother of the world,a fighter,a lover;


Why would i look at her 

and fail to pass my admiration of her?



 





 
 

PASSIONS

                                                   S-Y-M-P-A-T-H-I-E-S

                                     Tears of the woman's eyes 

                      Fall, like burdened raindrops from the sky

                      longing to fall on the earth's ground,

                                     On my own eyes.

                                  For her nervous i feel

                      When nervous she gets; envious eyes

                      piercing her body and when the eyeballs

                     Of the world rub on hers awaking the fears

                               She has of herself

                              And self-doubts.

                     Thoughts unite me with her, conquering absence

                         in the physical with mental presence;

                            Without an instance of resistance 

                                  but showering passions.


                           Hopes of two in one head lie; hopes

                     of companionship, of connection, of togetherness

                                and of onetoone closeness.

                  In thoughts we meet at any time

                 and depart with time; oh she's like a window,

                               She  gives me light.



 

               

                       

 



                     

                       

                     

          

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?