Def Poetry – dead prez – 4 The Hood
American “democracy”: two parties neither of which serve the interest of the working class.
American “democracy”: two parties neither of which serve the interest of the working class.
Mushaira Nawaz Deobandi Urdu Poetry Shayari Indian Pakistani Poet Prt 1 Urdu Poetry Mushaira Video presented by www.hallagulla.com Nawaz Deobandi reciting ghazal woh apnay ghar kay dareechoon say jhankta kam hai taluqaat tu aab bhi hein raabta kam hai. If you like this, visit www.hallagulla.com for many more like this video of Urdu Ghazal, Nazam, Ashaar, Mushaira Video of famous and new urdu poets from India and Pakistan. Also include desi mazahiya mushaira video, political shows, and many other videos
The lovely and amazing performance poet Gabrielle Bouliane performs for the audience at the Austin Poetry Slam. This would be her last public performance. Gabrielle was diagnosed with Stage Four Cancer shortly before this video was filmed. Our dear sister fought hard, but she ended her fight January 29, 2010. She was surrounded by family and friends, and her passing was in a very quiet, peaceful room full of love and affection. She was so brave. Please share this video with everyone you know. I am sure it would tickle her to no end to have this video get as viral as a video can be. Tell the world. Bunny up!
Basketball prodigy Jerron Love performs a powerful poem in the World Famous Apollo theater.
Shihan reads a poem of his on the first season of Def Poetry Jam (episode 2) Love Like by Shihan I want a love like me thinking of you thinking of me thinking of you type love, or me telling my friends more than I’ve ever admitted to myself about how I feel about you type love, or hating how jealous you are, but loving how much you want me all to your self type love, or seeing how your first name just sounds so good next to my last name, and shit, I wanted to see how far I could get without calling you, and I barely made it out of my garage. See, I want a love that makes me wait until she falls asleep then wonder if she dreaming about us being in love type love, or who loves the other more, or what she’s doing at this exact moment, or slow dancing in the middle of our apartment to the music of our hearts, closing my eyes and imagining how a love so good could just hurt so much when she not there. Shit, I love not knowing where this love is headed type love. And check this, I want to place those little post-it notes all around the house so she never forgets how much I love her type love then not have enough ink in my pen to write all there is to love about her type love. Hope that I make her feel as good as she makes me feel, and I want to deal with my friends making fun of me the way I made fun of them when they went through the same kind of love type love. Only difference is this is one of those real love type loves. and just like in high school, I want to spend hours on the phone with her not saying shit, and then fall asleep and then wake up with HER right next to me, and smell her all up in my covers type love I want to try to counting the ways I love her, and then lose count in the middle just so that I have to start all over again. I want to celebrate one of those month anniversaries even though they ain’t really anniversaries, but doin’ it just cause it makes her happy type love. And check this, I want fall in love with the melody the phone plays when her number is dialed in to her type loves and then talk to you til I lose my breathe, she leaves me breathless, so with the expanding of my lungs I inhale all of her back into me I want a love that makes me need to change my cell phone calling plan to something that allows me to talk to her longer because, in all honesty, I want to avoid one of them high cell phone bill type loves. I want a love that makes me regret how small my hands are I mean the lines on my palms don’t give me enough time to love as long as I’d like to type loves, and I want a love that makes me st-st-st-st-stutter just thinking about how strong this love is type love. I want a love that makes me want to cut off all my hair Well, maybe not all of the hair maybe just cut the split ends and trim my mustache, but it will still be a symbol of how strong my love is for her. And check this, I kinda feel comfortable now, so I can tell y’all this I even be fantasizing about walking out on a green light just dying to get hit by a car just so I could lose my memory get transported to some third world country just to get treated then somehow meet up again with you so that I could fall in love with you in a different language just to see if it still feels the same type love. I want a love that’s as unexplainable as she is, but I’m married, so she is going to be the one that I share this love with.