This is just the start we’ve been clamoring for
A time we can come out to share our thoughts and words into tune with rhythm
This is the time we can have our voice into mic and everyone will think that’s a song but No that’s a Poem
We’ve got the consistency and the determination
We’re never pulling off
It’s time we set the boundaries with our wild thoughts and imaginations of humanity on the highest stage
Naso we go dey go and reach there breaking the records,setting the new rules and kinging the own world
I can feel it when they say ‘Agba Bura Be Ewe O She O Ri’ cause the old schools has to live on our principles
We conquer the World already and it’s time we Dominate with our Sounds of Wave,Ocean,Imagination,Illusion,Emotions,Celebration and Ambition.
That is the World(Word) of Poet
Looking out for the wicked,
I found no one so crooked,
When probed my deep within,
Me, that meanest of mean!
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Bura jo dekhan main chala, bura na milya koye,
Jo munh khoja apna, to mujhse bura na koye.
We always look far and wide for evil leaving out ourselves as innocent. But if we were to put a mirror in front of us we would soon find the truth that we are no less evil. Alas we won’t see what we wish not to see.
Poet’s Note:
Kabeer was a revolutionary poet saint. He wrote some 800 couplets called dohe in his mother tongue prevailing then. They dealt with many aspects of life that he observed during his lifetime, and whereby he challenged the prevailing practices of religions, sects, castes, and human behaviour. His couplets reflect true vision of spirituality (rather than religion). Even after centuries, his couplets are read by the seekers from across the globe. Here is a poetic translation of some selected couplets. The couplet number seen here is the serial number from a compilation of some 550 of them translated by me.
Looking for world's vile and wicked,
I found no one so crooked;
When I delved in my own within,
No one than me was more mean!
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Here is the original doha, called a couplet of Kabeer, which actually is a quatrain:
Bura jo dekhan main chala, bura naa milya koye
Jo munh khoja apnaa, to mujhse bura naa koye
We always look far and wide for the evil, assuming that we are always fine.
But if we put a mirror in front of us we will soon find the truth that we are no less an evil.
Topic: evil, search
STRONG BURSA
COMPLINED ABOUT
THE PRICE OF
BEEF CHILLI
VERSES
PORK CHILLI
AND RELISH.
IF ONE IS TWO FOR SUM-THANG?
AND THE OTHER IS HALF THE PRICE OF BOTH.
IS THE OTHER TWO FOR WHATEVER THEN?
CAUSE I WOULD HAVE
ENOUGH TO GET THE
SPICY HOT NUTS
AND THE FOUR DOGS THE BROCHURE PROMISED.
BAD NOUGH THOSE PUNKS WANT US TO BY ALL THE TICKETS TO GET IN.
BAD ENOUGH WE NEED THE DISK-COUNT VOUCHURE
BUY THE SODAS, MAN DEEZ SUM BADTHYMES WFOR FOOD AND STUFF.
WE SHOULD HAVE GOT, GAMBLES DRUNK, AND GOT HER TO FIX THOSE
TURKEY LEGS AND TATY-SALLY.
WE WOULD'VE SAVED AT LEAST $20.00 DOLLARS.
SHE SAID ALL SHE NEEDED WAS THEM FRESH HOCK MEDALLIONS FROM GISTER GRAB, AND SOME GINGEROOT GARLIC AND BEER, AND WE'D HAVE SUPPER REAL CHEAP.
It's cloudy but no rain fell
So is like in a glacier I fell
Sworn out is the pores on my body
Beguiling beholders as rashes on my body.
Should my heart be slate
It will easy be to read my state
And pity I know you will be
For this lovelorn I wear.
Whatever of me it may take
I shall be Jephthar to promise
That you come back to my place
To hear the secrets of my heart
No matter what it takes of me
I shall beSamson to my doom.
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