Tribute

Her touch was soft and gentle, like the slow rivers winding through elaborate escarpments
Her kiss was warm and tender, like the first golden rays of the sun hitting on your face
Her words were kind and lesson like, like a teacher does to her classroom of enquiring minds
Her smell was pure, as pure and refreshing as the first summer breeze
The perfect embodiment of a soul encapsulated in a form we call Mother

To whom it may concern

From: Elkan P

When your tears come rushing down your face faster than your fears it`s time to realize you ought to change your pace

Few will enventually understand,
Yes, where you stand is nothing less than quick-sand…

As time triumphs though tending to tip over temporaly tenderly touching your tormented tangible truth terrorizes a single thought

Brought forth by tricks thrown reckless`,
you better fight, fight, fight, fight…go on punch, pinch, bite, dont curse, but dont stand…

Let it not convince you,
Let it rinse you,

P.S Remember there is only one person who will wipe your tears and chase away your fears.

Sincerely yours Elkan Paruque

The Best Man’s side of the story

My name is in the Forbes
Spiritual list nominated being one
Of the wealthiest personnel follow
My lines in this open book page

Jays footsteps were my next
Days footprints on concrete roads
Do I trace his attempts & success

His golden achievement is a carrot
That was marinate with Gods
Arromat and refined this larva
To be a precious Melissa Meth

An astonishing sister I always had
I Thank God ancestral
Does not apply to you in this
Case Jay relief again I say relief

Blessed is a man who finds a
Melissa that’s Laurence 3vs5

The essence given from her
Is that of a wife even before
The foundation of an engagement

Her presence dims other ladies light
Her kindness overwhelms ones heart
Her simplicity is her ultimate attribute
A mother Teresa in this modern age
All mothers-in-law should be standing at her door

I’ve often heard angels can not
Get into courtship I guess? Jays
Moment at the pearly gates will
Be longer then some of ours

My life was like the real big
Brother show but I was the one
Recording channel Sonia was
Thriller channel David was comedy

Channel Jay was the discovery
Channel always surprising me I’m
Glad I choose not my family

My poetic skills some how enticed
Jay so this will be a flow I sign
Off especially for thee

Big Brother your time to shine
Has come and gone, now you
Are to glow cause the spotlight
Is on me now

I followed your lead to plead with
The Maker to reveal my anchor
Of Love that descended from above

Lyrically I sketch your life
In this poetic art piece
Vividly all have viewed a
Glimpse of who you really are

A capitalist with his charm
A noble man with his honor
A mentor in his friendship
A brother in the no choiceship

As this baptism commences
The essences of the old you
Has been set aside until you
Reunite once again with yours boys

Now our late night converse
Is a memory in reverse:
I rehearse my lines to be
Encouraged he nursed me

To corporatise now my finance
Aimlessly emerged to receive
My fiancé I wear bigger size
Shoes as I walk in Jays footsteps

I will continue the routine of this
Family circle I guess Bernie
Will be my Best Man

I appeal to all that the couple
Before us & God they reveal.
A love zeal of 7years now they
Seal this moment forever

As I Host this Toast
Conrad’s to the newly weds
You pave the way so I can engrave
Life signature in future

Let’s make the stand in one
Accord with our hands saluting
Jay and Melissa and our
Glasses to the sky

Written-in-law

For Jerson and Melissa Wedding day 16Feb 2008

Amazing woman

I know of a woman whose eyes glimmer brighter than the stars and
Is constantly surrounded by the glow of the full moon
Against all odds she ducked and dived her way through the flying daggers aimed at her heart
With two kids to feed, clothe, educate and who depended on her to instil in them the values needed to survive this treacherous experience called Life.
And all of this with one hand tied behind her back and one eye closed.

Sacrifices were demanded from her by circumstances,
But never once did she give up herself to make her journey easier
Even though the paths that she chose were never easy and there was no universal map book to lead her,
as not many choose that path.
Pricked by thorns, chased by the unknown and stumbling in the darkness never once did she regret her choices.

Had she surrendered she would have not known what is was like,
For her eyes to glimmer brighter than the stars,
To have her heart wide open for her Spirit to Soar high and free amongst the clouds.
Hence her presence inspires immense admiration from us mere mortals
I have seen the Light that surrounds her and shields her heart and home from the evils of this world.  
And have yet to see it blessed upon anyone else.

Amazing woman your time has come
This is your time under the sun
To stand there and bare witness to your successes
No one can or may take this away from you.

Your Eyes Glimmer Like The Stars
Heart Open Wide Letting Your Spirit Soar
Your Presence Brings Energy Of Inspiration
Light Surrounds You Like The Full Moon Glow
Amazing Woman, Dance Your Music
Amazing Woman, Listen To The Silence Of Your Heart
Amazing Woman, Awaken To The Newness Of You
Most Of All
Feel The Sweet Strong Stirring Of Your Soul

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The sun cracks an eyelid open
And the sky stirs
This stirring shakes the breeze awake
Which becomes the music to which the smoke rising from homes dances to
As the still and calmness packs his bag to travel west
I pack my bag and go to work

However
Sometimes
It rains

It buckets down
Drenches me and attempts to wash away even my most happiest of memories

I hate but need such days
They fuel my strength
And remind my memory
That my children have to get a better start than I did

The Family concept

Just because you have reproductive organs
Just because you can lay a female
It does not mean you can build a family
Even if you are a male
Even if you have parented
It does not make your family proud of you
Though you sleep at home every night
Though you kiss your son good-night
It does not mean you portray a best father
You can wake-up in the morning
You can be early for work everyday
It does not mean you have the capacity to serve your family
If you portray the mentioned misconception of family
If you idealised the mistaken thoughts
Then you failed to be a father and a husband at the same time

My Son

How did I fail you?
I truly cannot tell.
My heart I’ve searched to try and tell.
Was there a deed or word to say?
That could have helped avoid this day.
When every father’s fear to see.
His son to lose his liberty.
The tears that flowed upon this day.
A memory, that will never go away.
Honesty and right from wrong.
I thought I’d taught you, was I so wrong?
I sit alone and think my son.
Was there more I could have done?
Did I fail to help you see?
The love and pride I hold for thee.
My heart is broken, racked in pain.
To find an answer, but invain.
Was there more I could have done?
To show my love for you, my son.

Charne

My darling Charne,

I watch you lying on the couch
lost in a movie that touch
I see in your eyes
you don'' want goodbye's

You want friends to share
and everyone to care
When you feel alone
you want to be on the phone

When you feeling blue
you want friends to be true
You want pure love
that can only be send from above

I want to tell you
Life is full of suprises
just as sure as the sun rises

Like the tides of the sea
there will be highs and low's

Remember I'm always here
even if I'm there
riding the tides
high or low
Remember I'll be true
even if I'm blue

I wish I could be a perfect mother
like no other
I will try and be the best
so your memories can be cept

Do you even have a clue
how much I love you?

I love you
from the moment you were conceived
you are the best wrapped gift I've ever received!

Comparisons and You

My Dad is like a colouring book
He leaves questions open-ended,
rabbinical in his steps

My Mom is like the notepad by the phone.
There is an elegance to her clarity,
and words are not wasted

My Brother is like an old comic in the loo.
Words like well-beaten paths remind me
of the comfort of childhood

My Sister is like fridge poetry
Trying desperately to mean something big
and succeeding

My Love is like the Bible (If you'll allow)
Her words are familiar as dreams,
as inspiring as the ocean

To my dearest siblings

Oh you precious souls!
I am in love with you.
I wanna be with you!
I wanna know you!

Oh you precious souls
I feel really honoured to be a great part of you
I am happy to know that it was not my idea nor yours
It was God's idea!

Oh you precious souls,
You carry my baggage,
You console me when I have lost.
You sacrifice your time to listen to my endless complaints
You read my thoughts.

I must say,
You can be irritating
You can be insensetive
You can be selfish
You can be ignorant

Above everything else,
My love for you conquers
I love both of you
For who you are.
I love you,
coz you are my dearest siblings
in true spirit!