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Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

Bianca Reyes

I will be turning myself in today
Life in prison awaits me
Must say I definitely deserve it
I killed a girl and I'd do it again
She would fill my head with ideas
Telling me I was worthless
Saying I should just disappear
Maybe she was right all along
But when I saw her in the mirror
My blood boiled and it enraged me
So I suffocated her one quiet night
Drowned her negativity with my pillow
Saw the malice in her eyes fade and die
Never again will she drag me down
For I am a better person now
I killed the woman in my mind
The one that said I was a waste of space
The one that said I'd never inspire
She didn't know what I was capable of
I was capable of loving myself
I killed the side of me that didn't love

Written on January 13, 2016 and shared via Hello Poetry on January 14, 2016. Copywrite belongs to Bianca Reyes.

#love #sad #life #thoughts #free #selfesteem

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

Bhangra Dhol

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

SassyJ

Bhangra Dhol

I am like a baby in your bay
You hum as I play the tirkit
Based in your basic base
I heat as your beats explode
I’ll hold you as a hungry lover
An angered one waiting in line
I’ll suckle your filled bosoms
Caress your hide in ecstasy
I’ll put you in my mouth to ****
My idea of a realistic performance
A subtle pitch, altered frequencies
Among my dozen of reigned rhythms
A 15th century Persian marvel
Now musing Punjab, Assam,Goa
Maharashtra,Karnataka and Pashtun
Amuse me in another foreign soil
Trance and ****** me to an addiction

I bought a Bhangra Dhol and learning the basic tirkit rhythm.

History of Dhol Drum
The Dhol is most commonly associated with Punjabi music and dance. It was used in war by the Sikhs and later to celebrate successful harvests by the landowners. This drum became the ground roots for modern Bhangra music. The Dhol drum is a very common instrument in the regions of Punjab in India and Pakistan. From north India the Dhol spread to other parts of the Indian subcontinent as well.

The Dhol is a double-sided barrel drum (straight barrels also exist) played mostly as an accompanying instrument to the traditional Punjabi dance of Bhangra and the religious music of Sufism, Qawwali.

The drum is played using two wooden sticks, usually made from bamboo and cane wood. The most common rhythm played on the Dhol is the Chaal, which consists of 8 beats in a bar.

Though primarily it was meant to be played in festive occasions of - Lohri and Baisakhi and family get together's like weddings etc, today it has gained remarkable acceptance and popularity. A typical Punjabi song cannot be without Dhol beats.

#music #drum #dhol #bhangra-dhol

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

Poetry is not Frozen

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

SassyJ

Poetry is not Frozen

Poetry is not frozen.............
Still surged in poetry
A stream stemming from the crux
An energetic reflection
An external of internalized intuitions

The flow of the words
Attuned and harmonized
Umpteen snow, melodic tunes
Visualized dreams mending arts

A bursting imagination
A word behind the beats
A free energy of octaves
Pulses of natural architecture

HP our home of anonymities
Acquainted monikers broadcast
Poetry strum through the universe
The singular tones attached

Poetry a scaffold of true expression
A design encoded to amuse
The beauty silhouette on plinth
Hollowed ice with steaming warmth

Poetry the distributed condenser
Sliding from 126hz to 136hz
The domineering kingship
Posing the echoes in words

**Keep going everyone at HP, you are all beautiful!Lets the words dance

Inspired by an anonymous soul here at HP.... stay beautiful!

#poetry #words #dance #music #not-frozen #condenser

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

footprints | Letters

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

Prabhu Iyer

footprints | Letters

I was not there when it all began
[ there in this fractal space, I know,
beginnings can nest in beginnings]

but when I peered back in time,
I saw your shadow
stirring in the mists

yes, you measured out the verses,
threefold.

it was all in the pre-dawn hours,
before light

I bowed down to your majesty
and smote them who did not
I bowed down to your majesty
and cursed them who did not
I bowed down to your majesty
and loved them who did not

I bowed down to your majesty
and blessed them who did not

unsure
if it was you, or if it must be you
or if it must be anyone at all,

stirring in the shadows

or if my looking glass went
kaleido, before scopia.

but I know, of deep
where thoughts stir

I've seen your footprints
on the ***** of time.

they too know, the gulls,
the seas, and the skies,
and they know no war and death.
it must be you.

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

Indeterminate (Un-SIRI-fied Version)

Jan 2016 Sam Hawkins

SassyJ

Indeterminate (Un-SIRI-fied Version)

The probability of life itself is unpredictable
For I can’t extract your mind or heart to decode
Likelihood of possibilities in measurable quotient
For I can’t retract a past gone by to encode
Continuums of even chances and certainty
The toss of the toasted dime, the weigh of sides
Slashed slide all smashed and thrown in mines
Fallibilism of my indefinable opinionated delicacies
Attenuations of what life is attacks and strangles my neck
Global troubles of war, bombs, hunger, anger
Illogical connotations of overlapping determinism
I burrow like a termite in a convex rising molehill
Terminated in contrasted stations as we convene
Gripping hands to grasp our existence in life
I wonder about the whole of it, I think of it somedays

Mused by Siri (Apple)
1. Ask Siri what is zero divided by zero
Answer: Imagine that you have 0 cookies and you split then evenly among 0 friends. How many cookies does each person get? See, It does not make sense. And cookie Monster is sad that there are no cookies. And you are sad you have no friends... 0 divided by 0= Indeterminate

2. Ask Siri: Siri beat box for me: boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats, boots and cats (I can say this all day) cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and bootscats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots, cats and boots (I can do this all day)

#war #humanity #wonder #existence #encode-life #decode-life