it starts off sounding
complicated
one them ones
thats what you make it
sounds and mixes
tuned for a band
ah singer would say
you can't sing over this
we say
"yes you can'
Background singer
wiff the Creame ah: ooh ahh's
funky groove
bouncing bras
finger snapping
sounds delicous
phat beats
grooves nutreincous
rizpetto set in stanzas
in the video she's on cameras
Changed the lyrics we gotta
new duration
suppozza sing it
but he gonna say it
sound the brasses
sing sumthang like
re-ahh sha wah
the ooh ah-ooh ah on the grind me parts
ahh chi-cha dew wah
bassline licks
hot and stankin
sum strings to sooth the sound
and vocalists getting down
the kinda sound
to were the musics grooving
beats keeps all-ya'll movin
Crunk and full of soul
ya'll like those
ah-she wahs
goofin wiff dah ah-she ah's
riffs groovin on the Wonez
Riffs Grooving on
the Wonez
May be only when we all know for instance that the world
can live in peace or succumb to war that we may
accept consequences of our actions perse?.
Is it not that nature is bestowed with every kind
to solve her problem or at least ease something
yet man on the other hand may be frail or faltering or
even sometimes egoistic to let say assume or instead
side it without even first kind of thought or gesture?.
Sha we may only find that peace unless the mind is always
remembering and appreciating it against howsoever
for instance?.
"Get out the way! Ol' Dan Tucker.
You're too late to get your supper."
That's what my turntable had to say.
I was a kid. Dad was a trucker.
He blasted the sound, took an upper,
Sang, "Sha la la la la la live for today".
The girl next door had a naughty plan.
She wore a smile that said, "let's play".
The time is now. Don't interrup' 'er.
From that wisdom, so much good began -
Seize the day!
Crabs
Small feet pounding the pebbled path,
Desperate to escape
From imminent danger.
Eight legs and two claws
Advance in their thousands
Upon their prey; the child.
Refuge is sought in an adult's arms,
High up and away from
The frightful crustacean march.
Roman
Crimson red and blinding gold
Balanced upon ber small head.
Blonde hair cascades from beneath
In trestles of tight curls.
She leads her troops around ancient streets,
With a smile as bright as the rays
Of the almighty Sol's coronet.
Her lips uttered words of old
That soon resigned to memory.
Hong Kong
The humidity of warm daytime
Gives way to icy harbor air of nighttime.
Man-made neon dances on the water's surface
While natural moonlight seems to target her,
Illuminates her.
Tsim Sha Tsui's streets are hectic,
But its back alleys provide shelter,
And shaved ice with its sweet, milky taste,
Melts on her tired tongue.
One surviving picture in the embers is worth a million carats,
I was doctrinated to Christianity from birth but Islam is my religion
Though I'm sure they know of Jesus in mecca....
Religion is a scam,created to divide and conquer,
A silver bedding in the crematorium that refuses to burn yet let's the attendants argue on who's lighter fluid is correct....
On some days I get on my knees and recite meditations to atone the sins of my heart,
The lust of my youth
And the mischief of my wandering times...
But this year there is no time for self pity
Only seasoning my tender soul in search of the innocence I left in my mother's womb
After all the maker has dominion over the paradise buried within
In Sha Allah
I breathe as softly as a little bird
Like the robin did in Arnside Wood
Quick yet calm, who for some food would dare.
The view from Arnside Knot is broad and fair
The atmosphere is pure, we see trains chug
The Estuary of the Kent will never bore
Further South the Lune runs like old tears
Morecambe Bay endangers, how it floods
Behind the Pennines rise, the edges fierce
Dent is ancient, mobile phones won’t dare
To penetrate the music of its blood
Nor bring their tones to hurt the mad March hare
Hutton Roof , cathedral, how we stared
A gentle hand caressed my heart to good
Meek flowers grew in the cracks as safe,as pure
How my heart expands and I am glad
For mourning heals and I am no more sad
I breath as softly as a little bird
I tiptoe on the path the peace is sha
Krishna has an ink effect in our greater supplication, these days!
How come?
From when?
For quite a few days! Since I returned from Bangladesh.
It seems quite a hazard!
Are you in truce with your landlady?
That is another epic ! An enormous one !
Attuned harmony, cryptocurrency in scripted Java, and Architectural Parthenon, ding dong, in ping pong
And I simply pondered
Which trash can served the son
In serving chores for "Tapati" , the grandiose mentor?
O, Fix yourself, just look at you!
You are just an advertised face of Sandalina Sandal soap , these days!
Have you ever washed your holy month of Sha'ban,
of days bygone?
Or a pure "Miswak?"
How far are you? In your own mirror?
Till the recorded reels are disposed,
to the fullest extent!
An unknown rural tune is surmising in only fluke news
A floating trochaic, in enormous hypes!
1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tapati
2. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sha%27ban
3. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Miswak
This guy didn't waste time hitting me round a hedge
Pole vaulting has its ups and downs
Brian Blessed in costume is that a blessing in disguise
started counting 24 hrs but i called it a day
Went to see the hairdresser at the bend on the road but he was cutting corners
really tired after hitting a bag think i will hit the sack
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sha b pe
the wether
under
that again
that again
kicked a guy and then told him he was ugly
if my name was block would call my son chip
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bl o ue moon
all my poems come with a grain of salt
A sudden wish from thee
Bestowed me with immense glee
Today being World Teachers' Day
I thank thee come what may
Ready to live up to words thine
Giving quality super fine
Yearning to take teaching high
Of course creating society thereby
Of full of virtues and character
With thy moral support larger..!!
S-ee
H-ow
A-crostic
H-unter's
O-pen
N-obility
E-rases
Y-our
C-ry
U-ntil
Y-ou
O-penly
S-mile
Topic: Birthday of Sha Honey S. Cuyos (May 05)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Those characters need sounds, words, new positions
and new people to admire them.
Some thought this was unnatural
some even said it was a Causationing ploy
that would be seen as a businessman way of
creating attention to get attention
some one spoke to the fact that
some people need to have space to show
that these performances than would be more admired from one's beganning's.
but other augued that recreation evoles characters
and renew's interest, that those who wish to
be admired would be just as bad as what they are to replace
and that in those instances they'd need recreation for
those who already love them to love them more.
but a new coat don't heal a bruised back
and you know this. sometimes you allow something to fade, to find the new beauty in it,
May you remember this note
Always close all the windows
Rest inside as the wind blows
Really hard to shake the roof
It's dangerous to be on the move
As you may be struck by a bolt
Go outside only when it's safe
Even if you're extremely brave.
Is it a wonder why some falter?
Surely they can perform better.
Ah! We often take it for granted.
See how many have been hurt
Houses that are shaky will fall
Even the grandest of them all
Let us aspire to build the best
That can pass the hardest test
Every time there is a disaster
Rest assured it won't shatter.
sha, 18 May 2013 | 10 Nov 2017
PV. 14
Sebun Nihonjin Okoku no Senso (War of the Seven Japanese Kingdoms):
Sebun utukushi okoku wa, senso o sengen shimasu (Seven Beautiful Kingdoms Declare War), Heishi no su sen-ri ga senjo ni ran’nyu shimasu (Thousands of soldiers storm onto the battlefield), 7 Shido-sha-tachi wa, kareka no buki o kakimasu (seven leaders draw their weapons). Karera wa Juden to shite densentu-tekina tatakai ga hajimarimasu! (the legendary battle begins as they charge!) Shototsu! Buki wa hokia ni shototsu shimasu. (Clash! Weapons strike against another.)
Toshi~Tsu ga gokaku shi, sora ga kuraidesu. (years pass, and the sky is dark) Sora Kara kaminari kurakku, (thunder cracks from the sky) Doragon ga Tobu yo ni toboe o kite imasu! (Howls are heard as dragons fly down!)
Kareka wa sugu ni modotte heiwa o nattoku sa semasu. (they quickly conivnce peace back.) Seijo ni tochi to sora ritan, (the lands and sky return to normal,) Okoku wa heiwa ni modorimasu. (the kingdoms return to peace.) Hitobito wa hinemosu pati de iwaimasu! (the people celebrate with a daylong party!) Ryu wa futatabi ie ni tobimasu. (the dragons fly home again.)
Owari. (End.)
UMRAH PILGRIMAGE.
Third time I am going for Umrah,
Feels great like a Mukaramah,,
Will pray for welfare for all In sha allah,
Will miss dear ones and poetry soup tundra,
Tour is with the Iqra travels primera,
My eyes moisten with happiness in the papilla,
A trip full of blessings, Alhamdullilah.
Rizwana Bhurani.
P.S- Umrah- A short pilgrimage than Haj in Islam.
Mukaramah-A lady very highly regarded.
In sha allah- As planned by Allah.
Alhamdullilah-Grateful to Allah.
7/5/2016
pentangular frequencies of
auditory hallucinations
splitting pieces of a
beautiful mind
the rope turns into a
snake hissing the
priest plants bo-
mbs of sins
in my rigid tissues of ********
they suppress the re-ce-
ptors of dopamine sha-
ky we sleep peacefully
for a short while
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