From the Noble's pen

Thursday, 25 June 2015

BECAUSE WE ARE WIVES

We can talk but we don't talk
We feel but we're not felt
We see but shouldn't say
That's why we're women

We have hearts, hands and heads
To love, help and think
Rather they bleed, rough and heavy
Because we are wives

We sleep with tears and awaken with fears
Yet we greet you with smiles and hopeful looks
We long for those sweet words in words or in deeds
Simply because we're wives

Deep down within is a war of needs, wants and desires
Yet all our lives we strive to serve you
We get what, but scorns and scoffs
Still, we remain wives

We worry for you and you worry us
We get scared for you but u scare us more
We pray and fast like women of faith
'Coz we want to remain wives

We were happy, joyous and willing
To give it what it takes and stand by our vows
To accept our lot without much complaint
That's why we remain as wives

You make the choices we bear the burden
Heavy with your love in our hearts
Or with your seeds in our belly
Happily carried or sadly wanted
Because we are wives

You feed, clothe and fend for us
But oh! What a price we pay
Gladly, though sometimes grudginly
Because we are wives

You make mistakes and we stand by you
But in our mistakes you find your might
Like we're not all humans forgiven by God
Yet, We do naught but remain as wives

You believe expressing your love would make you weak
So you harden your speech, your looks and your touches
We express our love and we appear weak
But we chose to, so we can remain as wives.

Composed by Mar'yam Thawbaan (NobleHeart)
Dedicated to all true African women.

Tuesday, 9 June 2015

GOD IS ABLE

I say God is able
He's been there from the cradle
He shall be there when it all crumbles
When all souls shall shall be in muffles

I say God is able
Even when we are unstable
He provides food on our table
He is indeed but subtle

I say God is able
Call on Him when you stumble
Or when you're about to crumble
Believe me He listens to our fiddle

I say God is able
Even without a cable
He hears us and sees our troubles
And He's there when we lose our marbles

I say God is able
He solves for us our puzzle
Grants ease to the cripple
Believe me this is no fable

I say God is able
Especially when we're unable
He listens to our grumble
And He understands when we mumble

I say God is able
Yes! He solves our riddle
Watches us in our bustle
Believe me He shall reward our hustle

Composed by NobleHeart