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So delicate and fragile
Like a broken heart
Beautiful and light
It sets you apart
Full of color
Like a maiden blush
Yellow and pink
Like a painter brush
New and fresh
Like a gentle kiss
You are the beauty
And love that I miss
Open your eyes to the ever turning skies
I want to here with me through the night
My heart yearns into your soul
Burning as if newly lit coal
I bravely submerg the embers
That the time I have can be spent with you
And I remember each kiss every moment
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember
So what happened was a chance for your love
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss
I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss
I lay silient in an umber
(for the countless women, names unknown, who bore the brunt of Apartheid, and who fought the racist system at great cost to themselves and their families, and for my mother, Zubeida Moolla)
Pregnant, your husband on the run,
your daughter, a child, a few years old,
they hauled you in, these brutish men,
into the bowels of Apartheid's racist hell.
They wanted information, you gave them nothing,
these savage men, who skin happened to be lighter,
and white was right in South Africa back then,
but, you did not cower, you stood resolute,
you, my mother, faced them down, their power,
their 'racial superiority', their taunts, their threats.
You, my mother, would not, could not break,
You stood firm, you stood tall.
You, like the countless mothers did not break, did not fall.
You told me many things, of the pains, the struggles,
the scraping for scraps, the desolation of separation
from your beloved Tasneem and your beloved Azad,
my elder sister and brother, whom I could not grow
up with, your beloved children separated by time, by place,
by monstrous Apartheid, by brutish men,
whose skin just happened to be lighter.
You told me many things, as I grew older,
of the years in exile, of the winters that grew ever colder.
You were a fighter, for a just cause,
like countless other South African women,
you sacrificed much, you suffered the pangs,
of memories that cut into your bone, your marrow,
you resisted a system, an ideology, brutal and callous and narrow.
Yes, you lived to see freedom arrive, yet you suffered still,
a family torn apart, and struggling to rebuild a life,
all the while, nursing a void, that nothing could ever fill.
I salute you, mother, as I salute the nameless mothers,
the countless sisters, daughters, women of this land,
who fought, sacrificing it all for taking a moral stand.
I salute you, my mother, and though you have passed,
your body interred in your beloved South African soil,
you shall remain, within me, an ever-present reminder,
of the cost of freedom, the struggles, the hunger, the toil.
I salute you!
(for the brave women of South Africa, of all colours,
who fought against racial discrimination and Apartheid)
Your brown eyes speak
bright laughter has etched your fair face
Your brown eyes speak
their bright allure is your mystique
with hands which hold such solemn grace
Oh I still long for your embrace
Your brown eyes speak
We breath in awe
for our journey's just begun now
We breathe in awe
for each distilled memory's raw
each ripe thought rewound, an old vow
hand in hand our beliefs avowed
We breath in awe
for souls with eyes of brown and gray
bodiless and ever singing
rise unbound, released, of earth's cliche
a higher calling to convey
*Form a Rondelet string.
poet: Debbie Guzzi
Tears flow softly down her cheek
As she says her final goodbye
Hers is not to question now
To ask the reason why
But while she cries and waits
For the day to pass away
My aching heart reaches out
Hoping comfort will come her way
I wrap my arms around her
And hug her close to me
I whisper it will be alright
Just you wait and see
Death is only natural
And everyone must go
But today I will hug you tight
As they lay him down below
Why did you just get up and go away?
I thought that you would be here for me every single day
You did not even say goodbye
And if things went wrong, why did you not say "Lets try"?
I sit by my window and I am all alone
I am sitting there waiting and you don't even phone
What shall I do for the rest of my life?
When I thought we'd always be together as husband and wife
So as I sit by my window, I know in my heart
That we'll be together again, because we were never meant to part
Then as I look out of my window
In another world I can see
We will be together as it was always meant to be
As I die he will be with me,
I fell in love he had the key,
And always knelt on one knee.
My last thoughts are of him,
As the lights go dim,
Life circling on a rim.
All at once we are apart,
The taste is so tart,
It all hits me in the heart.
You are left to live,
My heart your captive,
There is nothing to forgive.
My cheeks blush so shy,
With a tear in my eye,
As I start to die.
Fear not for I am well,
As many up here can tell,
It is not quite hell.
As I look from above,
kissing the forehead of my love,
I wonder what he dreams of.
I look at him so fondly,
his lips curve so grandly,
as he sleeps so soundly.
I'm like a hummingbird fluttering over his bed,
I wish to be with him but I am dead,
My life over and has fled.
I fear for my love for he is kind,
Strong handsome and well lined,
But now I leave him way behind.
Finding love is like a quiz,
Never knowing what it is,
He needs love from a heart as strong as his.
Waking up from a nightmare suddenly to my surprise
scanning the room for conscous anwsers back to my nightmare
I thought to myself after a couple minutes pass by I'm out again
this is what's playing in my head there's a family of four
a husband ,wife ,son and daugther the american dream turned
into a nightmare, one day the husband and wife couldn't keep their
sprak alive so they started cheating and lying to eachother
that was just the start after a few months past by all the
lies and cheating have finally taken it's toll the husband left work
early to say goodbye to his kids one at a time telling them
his going away for a little while I love you's were said the husband
went home and unstead of packing he grabbed his father's old rifle
he called his wife said goodbye then blew his brains all over the
house those four called a home I wish I could wake up from this
nightmare but it's a very tragic reality
Richard Tarr 11/27/12
You make me laugh,
You make cry,
You make my heart skip a beat,
Even though you don’t try,
I really can’t imagine,
Living my life without you,
Our little girl would be sad,
And I would be too,
You say you want out,
So I will set you free,
I feel I have no other choice,
It will be just her and me,
I’m sorry for all the hurt,
And also for the pain,
At one point we were happy,
I wish things had stayed the same,
I wish you all the best,
And a happy life too,
But just remember,
We will always love you.
his violence cannot be tolerated
with his roaring and breaking of things
we cannot stand the noise
he causes while throwing furniture
and personal items like the wind
tossing memories aside like
they never mattered
violating our presence with malice
while having no care
for the safety of others
showing no concern for their feelings
never mind the hurt deep inside
where wounds cannot heal
pain caused by passion of
betrayal like no other
goodbye is the only answer
leave behind the tormentor
to his own demise
show no fear but look within
you are brave and strong
see delight in his absence
giving you a future
be a survivor
Contest: Razor Sharp