~April 28th is Poetry reading day~

For those of you who did not know April 28th is "Poetry reading day".
I love poetry, spoken word, rhyming, freestyling, Hip Hop.
Sing your heart song.
Freedom of speech.
This is a tribute to the wisely spoken and written ones.

The words are blue to represent the throat chakra.

I must start of with one of my favorite poets of all time, Rumi.

This Marriage - Ode 2667

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.
May it be sweet milk,
this marriage, like wine and halvah.
May this marriage offer fruit and shade
like the date palm.
May this marriage be full of laughter,
our every day a day in paradise.
May this marriage be a sign of compassion,
a seal of happiness here and hereafter.
May this marriage have a fair face and a good name,
an omen as welcome
as the moon in a clear blue sky.
I am out of words to describe
how spirit mingles in this marriage.

Mystic Odes 833
Our death is our wedding with eternity.
What is the secret? "God is One."
The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.
This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;

It is not in the juice made from the grapes.
For he who is living in the Light of God,
The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.
Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
For he is gone beyond the good and the bad.
Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible,
So that he may place another look in your eyes.
It is in the vision of the physical eyes

That no invisible or secret thing exists.
But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God
What thing could remain hidden under such a Light?
Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light
Don't call all these lights "the Light of God";
It is the eternal light which is the Light of God,
The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh.
...Oh God who gives the grace of vision!
The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire.

KRS One is one of my all time favorite MC's. This is some of his words.

Verse one: krs-one

Well now youre forced to listen to the teacher and the lesson
Class is in session so you can stop guessin
If this is a tape or a written down memo
See I am a professional, this is not a demo
In fact call it a lecture, a visual picture
Sort of a poetic and rhythm-like mixture
Listen, Im not dissin but theres somethin that youre missin
Maybe you should touch reality, stop wishin
For beats with plenty bass and lyrics said in haste
If this meaning doesnt manifest put it to rest
I am a poet, you try to show it, yet blow it
It takes concentration for fresh communication
Observation, that is to see without speaking
Take off your coat, take notes, I am teachin
A class, or rather school, cause you need schooling
I am not a king or queen, Im not ruling
This is an introduction to poetry
A small dedication to those that might know of me
They might know of you and maybe your gang
But one things for sure, neither one of yall can hang
Cause yo Im like a arrow, and scott is the crossbow
Say something now ... thought so
You seem to be the type that only understand
The annihilation and destruction of the next man
Thats not poetry, that is insanity
Its simply fantasy far from reality
Poetry is the language of imagination
Poetry is a form of positive creation
Difficult, isnt it? the point? youre missin it
Your face is in front of my hand so Im dissin it

Verse two: krs-one

Scott larock is innovating, decorating hip-hop
The beat may drop but not like all the others
They just cover while I just smother
Every single stupid mutha -- wait wait brotha
Krs-one will have to show another
Mc or self-proclaimed king or queen
Or gang or crew or solo or team
That I mean
Business
So tell me what is this?
See I come from the bronx so just kiss this
Boogie down productions is somewhat an experiment
The antidote for sucka mcs and theyre fearin it
Its self-explanatory, no ones writin for me
The poetry Im rattlin is really not for battlin
But if you want I will simply change the program
So when Im done you will simply say damn
So this conversation is somewhat hypothetical
Boogie down productions attempts to prove somethin
I say hypothetical because its only theory
My theory, so take a minute now to hear me

Verse three: krs-one

So whats your problem?
It seems you want to be krs-two
From my point of view, backtrack, stop the attack
Cos krs-one means simply one krs
Thats it, thats all, solo, single, no more, no less
Ive built up my credential financially and mental
Anytime I rhyme I request the instrumental
I speak clearly and thats merely
Or should I say a mere, help to my career
Im really not into fashion or craze
Just the one who pays and how soon I get a raise
Youre probably in a daze, acting out of sympathy
Wrote a couple of rhymes and think that you can get with me
But what a pity, Im rockin new york city
And everywhere else, you put the jams on the shelf
You as an amateur is outspoken
Im looking at your face, you seem to be hopin
That I might stutter, stop, or just mess up
But everythings live thats why I dont dress up
Blastmaster krs a synonym for fresh
Im the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test
Got dj scott larock by my side, not in back of me
Cos we make up the boogie down productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not to bite
Cos when you bite you have bitten, when I hear it, thats it
I do not contemplate a battle cause it really aint worth it
Id rather point a pistol at your head and try to burst it

Im teaching poetry
Im teaching poetry
Scott larock
Were teaching po-e-try

And this one WOW I love it!

"When you commit your life to being a vessel as an artist, you witness magic." --Saul Williams