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majnu
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0 posted 2005-12-22 04:42 PM


Throw the Frisbee 7 Niles Far

I find that in this mediocre age
In a time where media pundits
And basketball players rule the public mind,
That the strings are pulled from somewhere behind,
The green curtain in the corner of the room.

Perhaps all the world is a stage,
And I am a player too,
But more often then not
I am tied in a knot,
Like a marionette off cue.

But the curtain is long ,
7 niles,
And the lock is strong,
Emerald skin like the scales of the dragon,
Whose heart is cold
And whose soul is old.
In that sacred place lies the key to the charm of creation.

And as time passes the string gets shorter and the curtain gets longer,
The folds become more complex,
Surpassing christae in surface area,
A maze worse then any that ever confused Alice.

Oh Mr. Pilgrim, to have accompanied you on your wild ride,
Not unlike Bill and Ted you rode temporal breaks,
To have seen each point as it truly is finite yet with infinite points within it.
So too am I or at least my soul,
And from one dot to another like a scatter plot,
Do I trace my fingers across a keyboard,
My melody not in resonance of infinitesimal hairs,
But in organic electronics firing at each other,
With non-particle weapons,
Each trying to win a war in my mind against itself.

Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday,
sped by at a pretty pace,
and my eyes betray my true age,
these eons have been hard on my soul
and oh do you believe in rock and roll
can music save your mortal soul,
oh I believe it can,
and at the time when the wizard ran,
the curtain flung aside by a rock band
my mind began to have faith;

but in them even now little solace is left to be had,
each step I take is with lead boots
that weigh me down and keep me here,
this place is old, no heroes today,
my wings torn off,
the Halo used for Frisbee practice,
I am fallen in my white robes
And am soiled.

-majnu
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Timid thoughts be not afraid. I am a Poet.

© Copyright 2005 Zaheer Abbas Ali - All Rights Reserved
Midnitesun
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1 posted 2005-12-22 06:37 PM


quote:
these eons have been hard on my soul
and oh do you believe in rock and roll
can music save your mortal soul


I was rockin and rollin along with this write, and when I got to the above lines...well, now I'm humming 'the day the music died'...American pie McLean, and remembering back oh, so long ago that it seems it came from another lifetime.
I am remembering a friend, a neighbor of mine, known to the world as Ritchie Valens
(known to me as Ricardo Valenzuela) who went down that night with the Bopper and Holly.
Holly, the Big Bopper, and Ritchie probably all believed music is the heartbeat that connects everyone, soul-to-soul.




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2 posted 2005-12-22 06:41 PM


And as time passes the string gets shorter and the curtain gets longer,
The folds become more complex,
Surpassing christae in surface area,
A maze worse then any that ever confused Alice.


I think I have been lost in that very same maze a time or two, also.  Nicely done majnu.

Yep, and now I'm singing that song too.
And, yep, I'm a bit partial to Richie Valenz songs also...  

majnu
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3 posted 2005-12-23 03:03 PM


thanks for reading.

midnite - now way! thats amazing.

-majnu
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4 posted 2005-12-23 10:19 PM


hey, yes way! lol
I have a couple of stories about him, from my personal files, if you'd care to hear more? Ritchie was the same age as an older sister of mine, and I remember him from when I was about 11 or 12 years old. One day he was being funny, doing a "wet-back Elvis" imitation (his words, not mine). We all loved him. He played guitar and sang for us after school, sitting on the porch steps, and didn't mind the silly giggling that 11 and 12 year olds are known for. Then the first time he sang Donna, (I only met her once) we all cried. But La Bamba rocked! It was and still is, a really great sing-along song.
~sigh~
thanks for the memory jog

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5 posted 2005-12-24 12:09 PM


Gosh, not only did I enjoy your rockin' poem, I enjoyed the rockin' reply it got from Midnitesun! It's a small world afterall!


EA

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6 posted 2005-12-24 12:21 PM


What an incredible post and interesting postings!  Enjoyed all!  
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7 posted 2005-12-24 12:43 PM


And yet again, I read a knock out poem, majnu. Honest to God, you should publish an anthology (I'll buy it!). You are an amazing writer majnu. I am glad I had the privilege to read this. Bravo   - Ed Grim
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