Ancestor’s gifts
Rages inside me
Rearing ideas
Like blood in my veins
Their labour’s wages
My hands stain
I refrain from
Carrying their pain
Ancestor’s gifts
Celebrates inside me
Praising concepts
Like the lines on my face
Their labours’ victories
My laughter infiltrate
I remain strong
Wearing their gain
Ancestor’s gifts
Rises inside me
Seeking outlets
Like the grey streaks in my hair
Their labours’ intensities
My pride infused
I remain seeking
Stronger weekly
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-05.
Beatrice Naik is my middle name and maiden surname. It was also the names my paternal grandmother received from her parents. This blog is an outlet for some of my writing. A way to connect with the world. Writing is a passion and in most ways for me a means to a livelihood.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Contemplation
Life’s tax
Call on the living
Chasing the best
We can be
Flout the mood of the day
Come out
On stage
Life’s cracks
Call on the living
Finding skills generous
You and me
Detriment
Hiding behind
Pride
Life’s pains
Call on the living
Slowly tales spinning
Me and mine
In mind-cycles trapped
Thine onerous enemy
Time
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-04.
Call on the living
Chasing the best
We can be
Flout the mood of the day
Come out
On stage
Life’s cracks
Call on the living
Finding skills generous
You and me
Detriment
Hiding behind
Pride
Life’s pains
Call on the living
Slowly tales spinning
Me and mine
In mind-cycles trapped
Thine onerous enemy
Time
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-04.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Cleansed
We don’t live our live
Counting regrets
Every day
Seeking only moments
To recall the very best
Laughter and pain
Divided by a hairline crack
Lessons
Always have an impact
We don’t live our lives
Only mending fences
Every day
Moving forward
Fighting not to be held back
Staying on well-known paths
Avoiding difficult tracks
Creating a view between
Imaginary ideas and known facts
Hope subconsciously nurtured
Death as in life
An activity frantic
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-03-02.
Counting regrets
Every day
Seeking only moments
To recall the very best
Laughter and pain
Divided by a hairline crack
Lessons
Always have an impact
We don’t live our lives
Only mending fences
Every day
Moving forward
Fighting not to be held back
Staying on well-known paths
Avoiding difficult tracks
Creating a view between
Imaginary ideas and known facts
Hope subconsciously nurtured
Death as in life
An activity frantic
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-03-02.
Cleansed
We don’t live our live
Counting regrets
Every day
Seeking only moments
To recall the very best
Laughter and pain
Divided by a hairline crack
Lessons
Always have an impact
We don’t live our lives
Only mending fences
Every day
Moving forward
Fighting not to be held back
Staying on well-known paths
Avoiding difficult tracks
Creating a view between
Imaginary ideas and known facts
Hope subconsciously nurtured
Death as in life
An activity frantic
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-03-02.
Counting regrets
Every day
Seeking only moments
To recall the very best
Laughter and pain
Divided by a hairline crack
Lessons
Always have an impact
We don’t live our lives
Only mending fences
Every day
Moving forward
Fighting not to be held back
Staying on well-known paths
Avoiding difficult tracks
Creating a view between
Imaginary ideas and known facts
Hope subconsciously nurtured
Death as in life
An activity frantic
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-03-02.
Scattered
Scattered
Like broken bricks
Ideas
Collated
Open source
Celebrated
Scattered
Like snow dust
Sunshine
Elevated
Openness
Animated
Scattered
Like exploring families
Love
Correlated
Assurance
Underrated
Scattered
Like new dreams
Success
Deliberated
Profits
Illustrious
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-03.
Like broken bricks
Ideas
Collated
Open source
Celebrated
Scattered
Like snow dust
Sunshine
Elevated
Openness
Animated
Scattered
Like exploring families
Love
Correlated
Assurance
Underrated
Scattered
Like new dreams
Success
Deliberated
Profits
Illustrious
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-03.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Conflicted
Connected to the world
Spoilt for choice
Reading freely
Comrades contemplating leadership
Elders highlighting gender disparities
This corner warmer
Happy days
Growing longer
Excluded in the world
A harsh reality
Billions trapped in inequality
Hard workers
Struggles bold
The battles
No longer about wars cold
Food on the plate
A choice
Which they don’t hold
Included in the world
The ruling elites
Middle class comforts
Milk and satellite TV
Liberty
Common as eggs and meat
Good intentions
In policy buried
Execution
A hit and mystery
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-02
Inspired by Archbishop Desmond Tutu
http://forumblog.org/2012/01/davos-2012-time-to-close-the-gap/
Outside In
Inside my bubble
I learn new things from time to time
Creating small changes along the way
Slow journeys
Passing life
Day by day
Inside my bubble
I try to find new voices from time to time
Chasing tiny improvements along the way
Slow moving
Accepting existence
Year to year
Inside my bubble
I seek solace from time to time
Pursuing inner peace
Slow aging
Skulking forward
Decade to decade
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-02.
Spoilt for choice
Reading freely
Comrades contemplating leadership
Elders highlighting gender disparities
This corner warmer
Happy days
Growing longer
Excluded in the world
A harsh reality
Billions trapped in inequality
Hard workers
Struggles bold
The battles
No longer about wars cold
Food on the plate
A choice
Which they don’t hold
Included in the world
The ruling elites
Middle class comforts
Milk and satellite TV
Liberty
Common as eggs and meat
Good intentions
In policy buried
Execution
A hit and mystery
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-02
Inspired by Archbishop Desmond Tutu
http://forumblog.org/2012/01/davos-2012-time-to-close-the-gap/
Outside In
Inside my bubble
I learn new things from time to time
Creating small changes along the way
Slow journeys
Passing life
Day by day
Inside my bubble
I try to find new voices from time to time
Chasing tiny improvements along the way
Slow moving
Accepting existence
Year to year
Inside my bubble
I seek solace from time to time
Pursuing inner peace
Slow aging
Skulking forward
Decade to decade
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-02.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Treasures
Going Local
In my hart
Is ek
Innie Kaap
Afrika
My huis
Daar is ek geskape
Elke oomblik in my siel
Beleef ek die pyn en vreugde
My reise sal altyd gemeet word
Teen al ons realiteite en sagas
In my heart
Always
In the Cape
Africa
My home
Created
Every moment in my soul
Pain and joy captured
All my journeys eternally measured
Against our realities and fables
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-01.
Treasure Box
My treasures
Are locked
In tastes and flavours
Layered in spices
Smothered in butter
Diced and stacked juicy
Every deposit
Leaves me rich
An inheritance’ gift
My treasures
Are celebrated
In a riot of colour
Textured soft and bright
Tucked away in corners
Stripped cleanly
Every piece
Gives me pleasure
The perfect giver’s gift
My treasures
Are collated
In soft matter
Jumbled in codes
Orderly expressed
Loudly shouted
Cloak and swagger shrouded
Every collection
Expresses a view
Waiting for a reader’s view
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-01.
In my hart
Is ek
Innie Kaap
Afrika
My huis
Daar is ek geskape
Elke oomblik in my siel
Beleef ek die pyn en vreugde
My reise sal altyd gemeet word
Teen al ons realiteite en sagas
In my heart
Always
In the Cape
Africa
My home
Created
Every moment in my soul
Pain and joy captured
All my journeys eternally measured
Against our realities and fables
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-01.
Treasure Box
My treasures
Are locked
In tastes and flavours
Layered in spices
Smothered in butter
Diced and stacked juicy
Every deposit
Leaves me rich
An inheritance’ gift
My treasures
Are celebrated
In a riot of colour
Textured soft and bright
Tucked away in corners
Stripped cleanly
Every piece
Gives me pleasure
The perfect giver’s gift
My treasures
Are collated
In soft matter
Jumbled in codes
Orderly expressed
Loudly shouted
Cloak and swagger shrouded
Every collection
Expresses a view
Waiting for a reader’s view
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-01.
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