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Karen Mathe Fumani Poem
Learning to let go
I learned patience too early
Forgot I’m not taken granted I thought
I held my breath, so not to breath for life
I held so close to broken pieces, forged together.
You never noticed I was before you
As if I held a mirror before you morning,
Invincible to even think, I did not exist
Cared not what I was to say, but felt pity.
What time wasted, but no worry it has passed
For who has even lived for and the past?
But memories of old, I don’t know about the future
Who is to hope for what is in the past, instead of-
Moving on like you never knew existence of me.
Telling the truth is the only lie I ever told you
I like you was not enough, loving well mostly used,
Perfect, well you already know, beautiful as told
Always, a puzzle I can’t fit together
You complete me would be expecting a question
You brighten me with your eyes, I’m sin free
Making me smile, for mind changes looking at you
Like apartheid written in my eyes, I even forgot
And you just can’t seem to unplug me for a new one
Question not yourself I will forget you, if you want
Don’t imagine me, you never even thought of me. By: Karen Mathe
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Digging out the past
One man decides to bury the past hoping to save the future But never knew that some had already
sought to dug it out, Trying to give a different view, for he hoped to fit in the new us Got lost
in the panic of old memories, he uttered wroth.
While some dread not to remember the past
Faking their smiles of lost, hoping not to dig out graves For so long they longed to see the dead
buried
Coming out for lost items they found themselves, Counting Sheeps, gaots, and cows, for they sang.
A man came from nowhere into somewhere, So blind to remember the past in his name,
Our own having to doubt even the change fought for Memories are of no use even to this generation
saved,
All it sees is an opportunity it has to embrase it’s foolishness
Counting blessings those that survived the war avoiding death Putting back old photos in place while replace the past,
Future fought for written in words, sorrow, pain and anger For to save that can’t even be expressed in words,
Asking them how it felt is the only prize they got to tell But for known not to be blind of the
fact that they fought,
Fought for nothing, but for which today all share in hope for all generations. By Karen mathe
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A LETTER TO A GOOD FRIEND
Mathe Karen
If these words are never said, better no man has ever lived to say them at all
But that which are words which can be said now and later not forgotten
If these words are not as they should sound, better know that I’m of old
If time should pass me by without saying hello, surely I’m soon to be forgotten
If growing old makes time flow slow, then life was spend alone in regret
Surely these words could not have been said earlier, for they could have been
With no wisdom to have learned to say them as they should be said as now
If I never say hello like I used to, just know I’m already old to say much
If my voice never sound like it used to be, know I’m already a step before the next life
If these hands never touch and feel the same, I sure do know all is well
If by this time I ask the questions of old, I surely lived time passed my memory
If the sky no longer shines its right bright, I sure did see the sun
By this time rest assured it’s just me in a memory I would not take back
Surely if you are reading this, time has passed to regret, but better know
Life has its own times to change what time has changed
Only one place to never grow old in my old age
Where no regret, but joy to have made it
But if I left anything behind, surely no one regrets
My LORD JESUS CHRIST AWAIT….welcome Faithful servant.
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Have a fresh start
To a brother that reminds me of him that left at home that is to come.
Part of me is put to take care of those that are brothers on the loos for a word they have are afraid. Those that have the power but afraid it might not be enough to keep them moving.Along the way they feel that the burdens that were told to leave to the master is too heavy but they learned very slow to give it up.
The sheep know that they are lost but still they try to find the way instead of just crying to the master, for the master cannot be too far to hear because he knows that they might go far than expected to go and that is why he brought them whare they got lost,
For the master wanted to know if they would survive the land that they are put into so that next time He the master can leave them to survive while they learn the jungle. For if the master does not leave the animals they might not leave to learn that they have a responsibility, which is do whatever you will, but don’t go on if you know that you are lost-for the sheep know their masters voice and so does He.
Where I walk is not the light I was used to and am trying to come back to the greater light that made me shine that I lost my way out of his ways, which are good and marvelous.
For I’m afraid of the responsibility I have for my hope may be to fail but the faith that is in me is greater, for the master has and said I shall show you the way-but I ran away and am seeking a hand to pick me up for I’m down .a brother in hiding
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Not enough to love
Held too close to even see what you did not mean
But a memory of a shadow erased.
What I saw looking at you, was nothing, but a temptation
I needed deliverance from and still be holy.
Erased the memory of the past to find my future you’re not in.
The thought of having you around made me
Realize that I was man enough to say my heart won’t stop,
Just to be broken by your useless speech of regret.
Sky does not fall this time, but I’m keeping my cool
Forgetting all that ever came to my life that you made known
For all I ever learned was you are not patient than your words
For long have you forgotten that it does not last, but stays
Chasing after what cannot be found in the outer, but in the heart
Will only make me realize that I’m the only one crazy to fight
For one that won’t even stay to see the battle to the end till one
But this time it’s meaningless to stay when I can breathe alone
It’s meaningless to stay where no one can come and give me a hand
So to stand alone it will take the best out of me to even cause
A feeling of doubt in my mind and never to love again in this life
But I won’t be so meaningless because I give you what I know, I’m free By: Karen mathe
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THE WORDS LEFT UNSAID
I can’t say what I saw
The difference would be me saying and you not believing.
The point is not do you understand but I’m afraid you might not believe me
The truth is that I’m alone and you’re a friend far away,
Coming closer would change my view about you.
You may not understand what I’m saying,
But the truth is that I spoke and you kept quiet
You never will understand my heart and won’t even try to know my heart.
I’m not broken but where you’re coming from left a mark in you.
I’ll wait until you’re ready to listen and believe
Time cannot tell but if we use it wise then I’ll know that we’ve got a destiny.
The greatest lovers of time would say that time waits for no man,
Well is it time or the unspoken words
Can time change what will be even if we wait…
The greatest lessons in life are not learned by experience but by enduring.
THE GREATEST LESSON IN LIFE IS KNOWING WHAT TO DO WHEN THAT TIME TO DO COMES
THE WORDS LEFT UNSAID
KAREN. F MATHE
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WHO IS TO BLAME
Life never the same, hope almost gone, whose to save me
Trying to reach no hand stretched, I gave up, simply I was weak in a hole I call home
Although I never stood up, I stood in and all hope lost
Fading slowly, memories running in my heart although the mind wonders off
Trying to cover my shame I never knew what I was doing
All was lost to the memory it might come back, it wont I learnt and so I did
Well God never gave up on me is the hope I never revealed
For long was the hope gone, abundance in grace shall I receive?
For what was not told was revealed and to what was told faded
Life was a lesson that all hoped to learn and just couldn’t deal with reality
Chances come and all are blind to see that all is there to it is faith
Three things in life when gone never come back and that Is the secret
Time, words, opportunity, all is the secret to what can make one or brake one
I was never told the secret to living life but all I found was dry, wounded hearts
Life spend with regrets is life lived not recognized by the mistakes made
Time wasted might not be regained but all I do is time what I do
Same as last they never did learn the weapon of life that could make them
Hope was not lost but forgotten and unleashed to when great trials came
Do time in plea with God and all shall be discovered to make trials forgotten. KAREN.F
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WHY FACE IT ALONE
APPRECIATE WHAT LIES BEYOND THE SEEN
It can’t be said that I’ll always be there to support you
But know that that what it is you just have to face it
Remember you are not alone
For life is not measured by the number of breath taken
But by the number of breath you take.
Why face it alone.
I may not understand what you’re going through,
It’s not about how you make it but can you stand the test before you.
I might not be facing what you’re facing compared to what I have already overcome.
I can see that you’re not winning, don’t be ignorant to this,
I’m a friend hat you can count on me at all times.
I can’t tell about your future that would make you not realize that life is precious.
But why face it all alone.
I don’t promise you that life will be easy
But if you learn to trust me I shall indeed be you help
I make not false words against myself
But know that I’ll always be there whenever you need me.
I listened but all I heard was don’t face it all alone
But i did not understand.
KAREN.F
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THE POINT OF LIFE
THE POINT OF LIFE CANNOT BE DEFINED THE STATUS ONE HAS.
Some live but never get to say AMEN
Life is a gift, can you condemn it, when things don’t go your way;
Can it be defined as a great lesson of life or a teacher of life lived’
How often do you get to say AMEN?
To the fact that yours is all I ever dream, and don’t wake up from’
But well, life cannot be defined, but better lived so to say.
I may understand your life, but you taught me that’
Life is by choice and by choice we have life
God gave your life to choose, so choose well.
Life justified is life that is defined by God.
We decide to live and not die
Don’t be a fool to choose death all you’ll have is a grave.
Tell the better to your situation and never plan to turn back
A journey is not a journey if choices are not made
But remember that choices made either make you or kill you.
Tell yourself by choice to live and the heart shall be pure
Take the rest of those choices that you made then as lesson.
Don’t use them to try to find a blame for your failures, running from responsibility
Make life a choice and live it not by choices but by choice you made KAREN.F
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LIFE IS A GREAT LESSON
TO THOSE THAT ALLOW TO BE TAUGHT BY IT
FORETOLD ARE THE STORIES OF LONG
Never to be the same way told
For life can be a crime to those of hope lost
Man of war scattered all around, roaming
Justified be I to tell of long stories
Make your path to lead a way forward
Best are they standing and waiting
But never react to what life throws at them
Surely I know what you could not do
I should not do for leading to failure
Later are the results unavoidable to the wisdom of foretold
But never listened
Wisdom pounds the mind of the foolish to even,
Mock it and not listen.
For life a great lesson who is willing to learn,
For it can’t be said that you’ll fail,
But learn the learned
In achievement of what is good
Let free of the heart that can’t let go
Seek vision for to see the real
Life a lesson, god gave, Man changed, character ruined
But returned, LIFE STILL A GREAT LESSON.
KAREN.F
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