Category Archives: joy

Thoughts while on the plane #flying #plane #airport #aeroplane #takeOff #frequentFlyer

– I –
Alu tube wings stretched on the ground,
Eyes turned outside to the turbine’s sound.
Then the dash,
And in a flash
We are happy birds casting disdain on the ground

– II –
Little littered specks amidst human nests
Without a rustle just lying on their breasts.
Each time I stare in wonder
Of what thoughts they ponder
These birds with human beings in their chests.

– III –
What’s that tremor? What does that light mean?
Why are we tilting? Why the sudden lean?
Why’s my heart with Vettel?
My palms a morning petal?
Love, hold me as we traverse this blue screen.

(c) Nyonglema

Ebola #newDay #hope #faith #toTheFallen

Spring’s back with no sun,
Baobabs stare at their dead leaves,
Watching for fresh shoots

(c) Nyonglema

You Can #beChange #startChange #haveFaith #believe

Change beckons to the souls of erring humans

Walking this abyss of lies and false promises,

Oblivious of the lives beside, of cheerful instants

They miss with eyes fixed on the AFCON premises.

 

She gestures grandly in frantic frenzy,

But the eyes stay fixed on the soccer game

Till from white the blood taints them red and bronzey,

Then it’s over, and we all start to complain:

 

“The weather’s not right, the traffic’s too tight,

Corruption’s rife while thieves play with our taxes,

The economy’s gonn’ nose-dive, relationships turn to strife,

And that report’s not right, and that’s some fallacious praxis!”

 

She gestures, then whispers, then shouts to all:

“One domino’s tumble can make millions to fall;

Take that one step like when you first stopped to crawl.

You can be and bring change. Even the sequoia started small.

 

So off your complaint hats and choose your battle

Carefully, and that one cause go champion cheerfully.

If each a battle picks and the status quo rattles,,

What wave of change we’ll all see here today!!”

 

(c) Nyonglema

Family and Conflicts-Fey Fii-leu #family #mubako #nyonga #samba #sambaleko

English:
A family without conflict
Is not a family.
But a family with conflicts, unwilling to resolve them
Is not a family either.

Mubako:
Fii a get fey sey ley
A fii gah
Fii a get fey le saa kut be sey ley
A fii ga koh

(c) Nyonglema

Goodbye 2014, Welcome 2015

As I drove past the crash yesterday- blue car upside down in a ravine-

I thought of the year dying, and how this driver must have driven

Off, considering that 2015 was his for the taking already!

So as 2014 takes a bow – a long bow-

I wish to all those blessed to breathe the air so close to the new year

Health, joy, love, hope, faith, trust, and true happiness.

 

May your New Year’s resolution be akin to a vow;

May you attempt all your dreams without a single fear;

May your actions leave lots for posterity like Arthur Guinness.

May the smiles you brought me adorn my face like a bow

Through 2015 as for the calendar I now tear

While relishing all the moments we shared I currently reminisce.

 

You all have been special to me in 2014,

My dear wife and mind boggling kids,

My family in its entirety, near and far.

My friends both new and old,

Those who read my work, those who liked and shared

Future readers, and all you bloggers.

Each one of you laid a stone to whom I am today,

And who I wish to be in 2015.

So, hoping to make it till 23:59,

And that you will be there with me to breathe the air God so graciously grants us

I wish you Happy New Year!

2015 is YOUR year….well mine too 😉

With love,

Nyonglema

My family

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

Two thousand years later, and we still long for the star
Of Bethlehem shining over our worn with work eyes.
And though love and joy and hope may seem far
Remember this season that: Love can thaw all ice,
That joy falls aplenty like a paddy of rice
That hope was born that day, but never it dies
If you share the love, joy and hope like He who brought that star.

To you and your families and loved ones, near or far,
(To the lonely take the joy to other lonely lives),
May He be born this Christmas  within your hearts and hearths
To guide and guard. Merry Christmas and Happy New Life next Year.

(c) Nyonglema

Behind the Scenes #preparation #hardWork #hustle

Did you ask him what he did behind the scenes?

The artist puts on an electric show;

The surgery’s done without sweat on the brow;

The painting looks sophisticatedly plain as what you could do;

The machines are fixed without much ado.

But did you ask what he did behind the scenes?

 

The melody’s perfect, but it’s just a piano;

The building’s perfect in 2 months, no more;

The plot of the story got you laughing for two;

And the bulb is on with a flick from you.

 

Did you ask her what she did behind the scenes?

The goal’s marvelous from a kick of a shoe;

The plane soars over the ocean with you;

The medal’s won by a long javelin throw;

And the target’s hit on the other side of the war.

Did you ask her what she did behind the scenes?

 

Did you ask them what they did behind the scenes,

As they learned the skills and honed them,

Sweat and pain and fear and bitter phlegm

Each time they failed, but dusting up to try again,

And loving each minute as they drew close to perfection:

That’s the iceberg lying behind the scenes.

 

(c) Nyonglema

先生 /The Teacher #honour #growth #builder #school

えんていは世話,
冬の木は見て
花が咲き

The gardener cares;
Winter pines solemnly watch
Flowers start to bloom

(c)Nyonglema

The Chosen Mother #Mary #Christmas

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Oh Bethlehem of glorious fate,
You through love became so great,
For within your walls on stable bare
Mary lay her Babe in yester year.

The gusty winds of winter tide
She warded off as best she might:
With shards of cloth she swathed the Boy
Who brought Salvation to lack of joy.

In dark dull fields the light was lit
As shepherds, sheep got on their feet
To sing along to heavenly praise
And rush to see the King of Grace.

In foreign land some saw the star,
And left their own to travel far,
With gifts to honour and wisdom too,
They knelt and prayed the King of Truth.

And Mary watched her first born sleep
With Love, the wise, shepherds and sheep.
She got the mystery the angel voiced:
“Most glorious blessed, my Master’s choice.”

(c) Nyonglema

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The Chosen Father #Joseph #Christmas

Oh Bethlehem of glorious fate,
You through love became so great,
For within your walls in lowly plate
Joe’s heir laid down His Godly state.

The gusty winter blew in the cold
As wife and Son in his cosy hold
Sought the heat cold morn denied
As if the manger’s shame to deride.

Loud clouds told the shepherds how
From Heaven to cradle God did bow,
And jump and run with sheep did they
To see the Saviour curled in hay.

In wisdom, three the star did see
And off to worship the Lord went they
To Herod, then to stable where
Joseph received gifts and wisdom rare.

And in that darkness shone that Light,
Of the world from that lowly site.
And Joseph, Mary, Jesus slept
In peace while God their spirits kept.

(c) Nyonglema