Tears

Tears

If there could be a way to decode every drop

If you could feel the weight of every drop

These tears that drop from human eyes

From happiness, sadness, hurt, pain and lies

Our eyes could fill an ocean with emotion

If we could only follow the path the drops flow in

Tears

Like a river flowing from these eyes of mine

If mortal eyes could see they’re a sign

That I’m hurting inside

That I’m broken inside

That I’m struggling to hide

My tears are a language

They could write more than a passage

My tears, they are my only release

They seem to flow with ease

But I’m telling you it’s not as easy

As it seems humans cannot understand the degree

To which the heat that scorches my cheeks as they stream down

Is burning through and leaving scars on the ground of…time

These tears speak louder than my voice

They are my silent prayers before God

The language that only He can understand

My tears

My every motion He cautions

My talk and the way I’m walking

My God is the only One who knows me

Yet loves me, and rebukes me

Then hugs me, He made me

So who better to understand my tears

Than the One who created me

God is the only one who can hear

The only One that can read

The message my eyes have transcribed

Charity E Tafirenyika © 2013

TIME

Rare Beauty

Rare beauty
A heart so beautiful it reciprocates love in silence
It coils its arms around willing hearts and commands respect by the owner's presence

Rare beauty
I've seen with my eyes, my heart has experienced the touch of love
Enough to make me see, without insight of what really lies inside
But I wish to see, what I've been observing from the outside

Its rare beauty
Its not just an outward appearance
Like I'm appealing to know what investments my heart is dealing
With an ambition to reduce friction
Its a mission to bring clarity to this vision I'm sure I'm playing a part in

Rare beauty
Undefiled yet undefined is the view I'm seeing
But looking, see there's a part that I'm surely missing
Missing
You can't quite see it from how I do, but I do

Delayed but not denied
Fixing eyes to see a distinct light
Rare jewels are hard to find
That's the reason 'rare' is how they're defined

Rare beauty
It belongs to they that possess a heart of gold
And if you seek it out, you'll find they're in the hands of God
Rare beauty

Charity E Tafirenyika ©

Sidelined

I sat in silence
Side-lined on the bench I waited with patience
Seemingly forgotten but I've always been told they save the best for last
So at last

I was called up to the platform
I was called by name to perform
So there I was
I opened my mouth to speak at last

But my voice seemed to have been confiscated
Behind my fear was my identity located
Trying to think where I lost it
I rehearsed my lines in my head just as I had practiced

They set there in silence
As I fumbled through my heart to bring up something that made sense
But who was I kidding
My words would never meet up with their understanding

But I had to say something
It was no good to stand there and bring out nothing
So I opened my mouth and said a few words
But the truth behind my lines was never to be heard

These parables that I presented
The audience that listened could not understand it
Even now...you don't get it do you?
But don't worry I don't blame you

As much as we seek to be understood
The truth is, we remain misunderstood
So I stood...there
I was live 'on air'
Yet, my words were nothing more than an unsolved riddle
And the flow of my rhyme was not in line with their rhythm

The presentation ended
I was to be judged though not apprehended
So I sat back down
Only to the heart that understood mine would I be known

Charity E Tafirenyika ©