It’s a Shame

We never learnt

To unlearn

Prejudice

Running deep like veins

Trapped beneath the skin

Where does one begin?

Wiping the slate clean

Certainly not a reality

It seems

We never learnt

To relearn

Tolerance

Running wild like a perfects storm

Trapped in more than a teacup

Where does one begin?

Building a new dream

Certainly a possibility

It seems

We never learnt

To learn

Acceptance

Running slow like the droplets to the might river

Trapped in the worry of forbearance

Where does one begin?

Question the one within

Certainly a prospect

It seems

For David Kapp, 2012-10-30.

Inspired

Hope knocked on my door today

Love invited her in and made a permanent home for her stay

Peace moved into my life much earlier than yesterday

Serenity built a shrine so that she could have a good reason to stay

Happiness creates an eternal room for me to enjoy every day

Laughter is the prize I collect along the way

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-23

For Natalie Johnson, 2012-10-23. Thank you for your inspiration!

Perhaps

One day 

They will bury me with my idealism

Stuck in the bones

Like the fossils in the Karoo

Carnarvon -  I once knew you

In the days long gone 

Struggling with Aunty Lou

We cannot eat ideas

So true

One day

They will discover their own idealism (I hope!)

Stuck in the forlorn places

Like the man on the moon

My country - I once knew you

In the days long gone

Struggling still blue

We cannot nurture dreams

Too crude

One day

We will explore our collective idealism

Stuck in the clouds

Like the lone tree on the hill

The self– we once knew

Struggling with the loss of reality

We cannot be spot on

Just hoping

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-16.

Wie?

Wie ek is 

Lê in die manier hoe ek samoosas vou

Wie is ek

Is vasgetrap in hoe ek my voete op die dansvloer stamp

Wie ek is

Daar in die punt van my hart wat instinktief kinders grootmaak

Wie is ek

Obseverent, sterk, vreemdelinge in vriendskap met wye arms opgeraap

Wie ek is

Diep vertroos deur inherente droom kontak met familie en vriende in die verte

Wie is ek

Is ook amper jy, platvloers, onge-erg, niks kan te veel verg

Wie ek is

Altyd vraend, groeiend, bloeiend soos die lente

Deur Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-08.   

How is life right now?

”Not too bad,”

Said the full man

”Not too slow,” 

Said the fast woman

”Not too insane,” 

Said the crazy man

”Not too busy,” 

Said the lazy woman

"Not too poor, "

Said the rich man

"Not too easy,"

Said the difficult woman

"Not too happy"

Said the sad man

"Not too impossible"

Said everyone

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10 31. 

More than a mood…

Pain

Caught in bones wreaks havoc

Laughter

Mirrored in eyes collects joy

Anger

Nurtured blindly build animosity

Love

Offered in a kind act gathers rewards unexpected

Friendship

Extended naturally builds a world grounded in reality

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-07.

No Going Back

Moments in time

Never confined

Moving forward

Difficult

When in concepts

Trapped

Moments in life

Easily maligned

Advancing years

Challenging

When in expectations

Trapped

Moments in reality

Barely surviving

Meditated mediation

Perplexing

When in insanity

Trapped

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-04.

Taking Note

Hovering

Outside my window

A bird searching

Panic

Gathering

The last of summer’s offerings

It’s life not governed by detailed planning

Lounging

Under the comfort of the blanket on the couch

A soul searching

Panic

Collecting

The last of life’s offerings

A life not governed by detailed dreaming

Falling

Drenching the soil relentless

Water always searching

Panic

Deflecting

The first of winters’ offerings

Life not governed by predicted thinking

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-03.

"Wat is in 'n Naam?"

Jou naam is wie jy is

Geskryf met die bloed van die hart

Jou naam sê van waar jy kom

Geskape uit liefde ongekend

Jou naam is die omslag wat jou storie toevou

Elke een se verhaal is belangrik

Jou naam is verewig vasgevang

Gegrafeer in die siel van geliefdes

Jou naam is wie jy is

Identiteit diep gegrawe in humaniteit

Deur Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, is geskryf in antwoord tot 'n vraat gestel deur 'n baie goeie vriendin, 2012-10-01

“What is in a name?”

Your name is who you are

Written with the heart’s blood

Your name says where you’re from

Created through love endless

Your name is the cover enveloping your story

Everyone’s memories important

Your name is trapped in eternity

Engraved in your beloved’s souls

Your name is who you are

An identity buried deep in humanity

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, in response to a dear friend’s question… “What is in a name?”, 2012-10-01

Op my Tong

Bittersoet

Die aandenkinge

Liefliksoet

Die herinneringe

Heuningsoet

Die verwagtinge

Stroopsoet

Die onverganklike

Deur Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-01.

On my Tongue

Bittersweet

The commemorations

Lovelysweet

The memories

Honeysweet

The expectations

Syrupsweet

The infinitude

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-10-01.