Poi

Poi

A Poem by Dayran

 

 

 

It's a dance....no....no...wait...I know, I know,

Its playing with fire....I didn't ask you old lady,

Ok....ok....its a cutural meaning, its the stars,

No....no....no....its a modern meaning now,

Its making flower patterns with fire, not paint,

Oh good....the old dragon....no, I wasn't talking about you!

Refine it....yes....yes...something like Ahab pursuing Moby,

Ok....what?....oh you didn't say anything....was too hard,

That's not what you do in pursuing life's goals,

You play with it....ok....like the firesticks of the Maori,

Poi?....I'm telling you, you fart....its true, you play with it,

The life force in us....you climb mountains, swim oceans,

Do something new...that's how you discover life, with play,

Oh....I've already said that....shut up....its true....oh!....oh!

Its a Maori word....Poi...oh ok...you know Poi in Tamil means a lie,

Funny isn't it?....musn't forget the ground you're standing on.

 

 

 

Dayran

 

 

 

© 2012 Dayran


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Bidayah says even when you tell people to play with life, you sometimes get mad with them for playing too much. He hopes that doesn't offend you, but your point is good....sometimes we get too careful and choke all the fun out of it.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Dayran
Dayran

Malacca, Malaysia



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' Akara Mudhala Ezhuththellaam Aadhi Bhagavan Mudhatre Ulaku ' Translation ..... All the World's literature, Is from the young mind of the Original Experiencer. .. more..

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