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Voluntary unconditional surrender woke...,
Viz hitting yours truly,
when yokel egghead doth jinx
whereby ye cannot comprehend figurative
wimpy vainglory, unequivocally, tectonically,
smoldering resentments I stoke,
he doth bare his soul no joke,
no matter insight doth severely challenge
cyber surfing passersby, who attempt
to interpret courtesy
mental torture doth invoke
brutality, difficulty, futility gobbledygook,
heavily taxing your fifty
plus shades of gray
I apologetically, grudgingly (ha),
painstakingly, unwittingly... poke,
when mine broadcast
red by anonymous folk
admittedly poetically trumpeting ambiguity
overlain donned with high falutin cloak
peace be with thee courtesy this bloke.
Electronic date/time stamp permeates
within copious, illustrious,
and porous corpus callosum
hemispheric spongy sinks
mister re: mysterious as Sphinx
validation indubitably backfires
invariably induces loosed
unicellular sized rat finks
cerebral blackout courtesy
one to many drinks,
envision sucker punched by
rockin sockin robots one named
Muhammad Ali t'other Leon Spinks,
or gordian knotted cognitive kinks
bajillion befuddled blinks,
albeit feeble analogy methinks
to render genuine concomitant
convoluted, mangled, twisted... (think
Möbius strip) sentiment
specifically linkedin with
sincere appreciation meant
pertaining to this gent
despite slight trepidation
as faux Geico petsmart agent
forced celibate nun sensical chap
considering entering convent
cloistered existence remaining
days of my life get spent,
where "15 minutes
might save me, not so shabby decent
15% or more on car insurance."
Paraphrase aforementioned Matt Speak
more easily succinctly understood,
versus gibberish as ????????
(i.e. the word Greek spelled in Greek)
essentially long in the tooth fella
self anointed literate sheikh
feeble flattered fungi with
average mushroom shaped physique
trends towards playfulness
in tandem with harmless streak
merely acknowledges how his unique
self expression oft times
tongue-in-cheek
experiences giddiness at unsolicited
positive feedback versus he/she,
who doth bitingly, flagrantly,
outrageously, witheringly... critique
modesty misunderstood equivalent
of poetic (peekaboo) hide and seek
to Dani body hook ken find me
game to reveal me re: hide and seek.
If only my Rich God grants
Let me arrive crying and crying
If only Muhammad at the Madina
Let me sight crying and crying
If only his hands stick to mine
If only he teach Labbeyk to my mind
If only cloth of Ihram to my loin
Let me wrap crying and crying
Pilgrims revolve again and again
My lungs transformed to pure flame
If only from that water of Zamzam
Let me quaff crying and crying
Jonah the Lover tells with his soul
I became servant with faith as a whole
At my tongue with Quran praising the Lord
Let me arrive crying and crying
Written by Yunus Emre (Dervish Jonah)
Translated by Onur Ünlü
Excerpts from "Cordoba"
by Allama Iqbal
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Withered Roses
by Allama Iqbal
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
What shall I call you,
but the nightingale's desire?
The morning breeze was your nativity,
an afternoon garden, your sepulchre.
My tears welled up like dew,
till in my abandoned heart your rune grew:
this memento of love,
this spray of withered roses.
Ehad-e-Tifli (“The Age of Infancy”)
by Allama Iqbal aka Muhammad Iqbal
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
The earth and the heavens remained unknown to me,
My mother's bosom was my only world.
Her embraces communicated life's joys
While I babbled meaningless sounds.
During my infancy if someone alarmed me
The clank of the door chain consoled me.
At night I observed the moon,
Following its flight through distant clouds.
By day I pondered earth’s terrain
Only to be surprised by convenient explanations.
My eyes ingested light, my lips sought speech,
I was curiosity incarnate.
Excerpt from Rumuz-e bikhudi (“The Mysteries of Selflessness”)
by Allama Iqbal aka Muhammad Iqbal
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
Like a candle fending off the night,
I consumed myself, melting into tears.
I spent myself, to create more light,
More beauty and joy for my peers.
Longing
by Allama Iqbal
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Lord, I’ve grown tired of human assemblies!
I long to avoid conflict! My heart craves peace!
I desperately desire the silence of a small mountainside hut!
Life Advice
by Allama Iqbal
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
This passive nature will not allow you to survive;
If you want to live, raise a storm!
Destiny
by Allama Iqbal
loose translation by Michael R. Burch
Isn't it futile to complain about God's will,
When you are indeed your own destiny?
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By supervision to me a sight have been shewn
Sultan with a green starboard have been shown
I am telling you what my eyes have known
Sultan with a green starboard have been shown
He opened his starboard and walked through
My heart inside its oil has molten down all
Light of Muhammad covered up the throne
Sultan with a green starboard have been shown
His starboard was white converted to green
I woke up and hit myself with every grain
Dear divine show me again once more by dream
Sultan with a green starboard have been shown
He opened his starboard wend to his road
Lots of thousands of pilgrims at his sidelong
Come dear sinner servant pray for pardon
Sultan with a green starboard have been shown
Dervish Jonah truthfully worship to you Lord
Ones who don't worship deviate from straight road
Dear Allah save us from all sins of old
Sultan with a green starboard have been shown
Written by Dervish Jonah (Yunus Emre)
Translation Onur Ünlü
Muhammad Ali is who he is,and who he can "Only Be": And Casus Clay is the name his mother named him at birth as he perpetuated into "The new name of "Muhammad Ali".Muhammad Ali floats like a "Butterfly"and "Stings"like a"Knock out "Heavyweight Boxing Champion ""Paralyzing Bee".His opponents after being knocked down fall on their bending knees,and scream out ,and say his name:Muhammad Ali! How can you do this to me? Muhammad replies,and says : You called me "Casus Clay",and I told you that my new name is "Muhammad Ali! I have knocked you to your knees,so now you understand me!Muhammad let them realize that that is the name that God intended him to have,and always be. In the boxing ring Muhammad Ali's punches and stings his opponents like a terrible stinging "Bee",and they ask themselves :What is happening to me? Muhammad Ali is looked upon all over "The Entire World" as "the Greatest Heavyweight Boxing Champion that has ever existed in any country in this "Entire World",and is from "Louisville Kentucky",where "Kentucky Bourbon is produced,and when he punches his opponents he earns plenty of "Loot",and he might give away some "Kentucky Bourbon" to "Boot",so that "The Great State of Kentucky can be proud that "Muhammad Ali"is from "Kentucky": and Kentucky is "Muhammad Ali's "ROOT"!!! Born and raised in "Louisville Kentucky"!!!! Muhammad Ali became better than "The Best"heavyweight boxing champions of this world,and this was one of his most important quest,and that is why he is still known as "The Greatest Yet"! Muhammad Ali's colors in high school were yellow and black,just like a stinging bee,and he attended Central High School in "Louisville Kentucky"that has the sign of "The Stinging Bee"!Muhammad Ali "Floats like a Butterfly,and "Stings like a "BEE",and remains "The Greatest Heavyweight Boxing Champion" as to "Date" you will ever see!!!!! Muhammad Ali!!!!!!!
Baltimore Colts Gino Marchetti started the show.
He opened a chain of restaurants everybody would know.
I remember your slogan from a few decades ago.
It said that your eateries were “the place to go”.
Buildings with a pointed red roof we would all recognize.
Your specialties were fried chicken, burgers, and fries.
In your commercials, there were many celebrities;
we saw Soupy Sales, Muhammad Ali, and Dom DeLuise.
Well, those fast food places are now history.
When the company sold out, they vanished from the vicinity.
Well, times have changed, and the restaurants are back.
The express train is once again running on the track.
In Pennsylvania and Maryland, a few places would appear.
Some more will be springing up next year.
These new spots are better than the ones back then.
It’s good to see your restaurants operating again.
1971 Amtrak service be gone
On October 1st Walt Disney world officially opens
We all really love them candy treats
Really want them chocolate candies Willy Wonka was Gene Wilder
Relative reality
1972 It was arrived at arcade new game called Pong
Can't refuse this offer Francis Ford Coppola film
The Godfather
During the DNC Watergate scandal I was calling my new girlfriend
President Abdel Nasser of Egypt dies
Relative history
1970 I was going to high school was in the 10th grade
Also bought my first record out on Diana Ross present The Jackson 5 Hey!
Apollo lands on the moon I was in my living room
In 1973 completed newest tallest building in the US the city of Tower in Chicago
1973 all US troops were withdrawn from Vietnam
Relative history
George Foreman Muhammad Ali jungle rumble Foreman was real quiet and calm
1974 the UFC barcode developed invented
1975 Matsua/JVC introduce the VHS
January 1976 married that year
Relative history
also in Italy earthquakes in the Philippines tidal waves
Elvis Presley dies
Saturday Night Fever premiers
1977 first US women's astronaut
Relative history
Also that orange stripe sarcastic cat lazy Garfield eating lasagna
Now I need a place a space to put my Atari
Relative history
7/16/14
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2014
I wanna write a poem,
Ideas are fairly dead;
As I lie here in my boxers,
Stupidity enters instead!
I'll share a word with my pup,
Discuss our vibrant laws;
I'll ask why I have fingers,
And why I can't have paws!
Maybe I'll lie beneath the sun,
Or roll in the morning soil;
Perhaps duke it out with Popeye,
For the rights to Olive Oyl!
Shall I leap from a mountain top?
Bounce upon a turtle's shell;
Run naked along the highway,
I'm desperate, what the hell?!
I'll grab my funky bicycle,
Ride to the dollar store;
Buy a pack of gummie worms,
And chew 'til my cheeks are sore!
If I could go diving,
In an ocean far beneath;
I'd fight a drunken octopus,
And kiss a great white's teeth!
I'll flirt with a horny walrus,
Play chess with a chimpanzee;
Go fifteen rounds with a kangaroo,
And pretend I'm Muhammad Ali!
I wanna write a poem so bad,
Stupidity's what I fear;
I'll "sleep off" the tequila,
By dawn, all thoughts should be clear!
(Dedicated this writing to the merciful birthday of the greatest love of the earth Mevlânâ Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi. 30th September is the auspicious birthday of this ever greatest spiritual icon.)
My Death is My Wedding Night- RUMI
In the unstructured body of the rosy sky
the love river is flowing to assuage the frantic heart
the stars of the west show the dance of Sufi
where the souls of east are rejuvenated
You died before the earthly birth in the flute of love
where beloved gets rebirth to be enraptured
No stain on this ground soil, no sin the elopement is
where the thorns are rotten, the love is God
Who knew the ancient mystery of the love
where your all bookish knowledge were invalid
When the semen of your intoxicated devout wisdom
The master of soul offered you to birth lac of lovers
From that time still- the death of love is the wedding night
and the wedding night is the birth of eternal loving reunion
-01.10.2020 Chattogram
***
Note: -
Mevlânâ Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi, (September 30, 1207, Balkh, Afghanistan - December 17, 1273, Konya, Turkey ) also known as Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Balkhi and more popularly simply as Rumi, was a 13th-century Persian poet, faqih, Islamic scholar, theologian, and Sufi mystic originally from Greater Khorasan in Greater Iran. The Masnavi, or Masnavi-ye-Ma'navi, also written Mathnawi, or Mathnavi, is an extensive poem written in Persian by him
English tongue of Queen and King
English tongue is Global sing
English tongue in up and down
English tongue goes down the town
Twenty six teethes,tongue around
Capital,simple same in sound
Silence,vowels side by side
Dead letters going in hide
A and I are verse akin
Verb and noun like twine
B is sounding BEE of fly
C is sounding SEA of high
N is sounding you AND I
O is sounding you OR I
U is sounding YOU not I
V is sounding WE not I
Q is sounding QUEUE of line
T is sounding TEA of fine
J is sounding bird of JAY
Jay is also win we say
X is wrong not right of mark
Y is always a question mark
B is formed two BENDS like
C is formed a CURVE like
L is formed two LINES like
All letters road sign like
V and V in W (Double V)
U and U not in W (Double U)
English tongue of Queen and King
English tongue is Global sing!
Poet: Thajudeen Muhammad Safa
English tongue of Queen and King
English tongue is Global sing
English tongue in up and down
English tongue goes down the town
Twenty six teethes,tongue around
Capital,simple same in sound
Silence,vowels side by side
Dead letters going in hide
A and I are verse akin
Verb and noun like twine
B is sounding BEE of fly
C is sounding SEA of high
N is sounding you AND I
O is sounding you OR I
U is sounding YOU not I
V is sounding WE not I
Q is sounding QUEUE of line
T is sounding TEA of fine
J is sounding bird of JAY
Jay is also win we say
X is wrong not right of mark
Y is always a question mark
B is formed two BENDS like
C is formed a CURVE like
L is formed two LINES like
All letters road sign like
V and V in W (Double V)
U and U not in W (Double U)
English tongue of Queen and King
English tongue is Global sing!
Poet: Thajudeen Muhammad Safa