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Julia Apr 10
Every three blocks city people are moving
Did you bring the cassettes
There's room for one more desk
Every few cases a discarded chair
An evicted shoe rack
A blue and white stack
The cases crescendo with gems multiplying
And under the bridge a wind fairy is crying
September 2016
Seattle, WA
Badshah Khan Mar 13
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 72

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Like a bamboo flute his dear life'
Noble birth of woodwind family.

Which naturally generates;
An acoustics stream of sacred music!

Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Wellspring Sep 2018
I stand on this roof,
Gazing upon the twilight world,
The faces of passersby,
Shrouded by veils of stars and night.

I play my song of eerie trills;
The highs,
The lows,
This sickeningly sweet lullaby,
Carrying all into the comforting embrace,
Of midnight slumber.

This swooping melody,
My warm, but shuddering breath
breathes life into the frost covered flute,
Cradled in my ice cold hands.

My breath,
My life,
Heard by all,
But me.
This is kinda about my insomnia? But, make what you will of it.
K Balachandran Aug 2018
It’s unstoppable.
Rushing, water plays her flute;
All become zombies!
Right now verdant, beautiful state of Kerala, in South India is in the grip of swirling flood waters like never before (in recent times) Land slides,deaths and destructions  are rampant..This water rich state is flummoxed by this backlash
Knit Personality Jul 2018
There once was a player named Morgan
Who played all day long with his *****:
     He played with it majorly,
     Sadistically, and ragerly,
That claw-handed, hairy-palmed Morgan.  

There once was a confident nudist,
The rudest of nudists, and lewdest,
     Who'd offer a toot
     On his flesh-and-bone flute,
Declaring he'd make you a flutist.

There once was a wandering hobo
Who wandered from NoBo to SoBo
     Whilst whistling merrily,
     Gladly, and verily
Mozart's concerto for oboe.

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Shofi Ahmed Jun 2017
Dancing the swelled
waves of the deep,
swimming clouds
leap out to reach
over the sunny sky.

Blow out a cool kiss
on the bank of the
blue Ganges of the skies.
The lips that kiss the bottomline
play the flute.
Listen, singing chorus rains down,
bouncing back to earth
the only open-through planet!
Shofi Ahmed Jul 2018
Mortal earth is a shadow
nothing lasts here evermore.
The inside is a complete hollow.
Everyone takes a turn sway not
360-degree it’s a flute!
Daidaiiro Jun 2018
Look up to the sun
Your face cooling down
The wind blowing soft
Carrying soft tones
Can you hear it?
It's her playing the flute
Calming down her heart

Spin around in circles
Feel the sun
Heating up your blood
With an upbeat song
Can you hear it?
It's her playing the flute
Wanting to dance

Cover your head
The rain is pouring
You cry your first tears
Hearing a heartbreaking melody
Can you hear it?
It's her playing the flute
Drowning in sorrow

Feel the pain
Taking over your body
You hated her so much
High notes piercing your ears
Can you hear it?
It's her playing the flute
Crying for help

Fall into the grass
Like she fell in love with you
The sun is setting
You whistle to the loving melody
Can you hear her?
It's her playing the flute
Forgiving you
Knit Personality May 2018
A miracle performed on the flute
Was sounded in one single toot:
    A flutist spontaneously
    Played simultaneously
The fifth and the third and the root.  

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