The Eaghams Weekly: Poem: Intrigue

Intrigue

For Vernon James

We bust leafy lyrics over the speakers
Over the campus Wall Hall
Where we built and talked our walk
Drank till we were stoned
Ate chicken and went to the Carnival
Gave you my collection
Your appreciation of paintings
Was new to me, poets and paints
We wrote with peacock feathers!
The grey shirt with matching
Loafers after your smart attire
Is what we chose for the open mic fire
In Camden, the intrigues played!
Hitting up the bars with lyrics.

Commentary: This poem comes out of the time I rolled with Vernon James, (the subject of the poem) and the times we spent while at University of Hertfordshire at the Wall Hall campus. We hung out at The Carnival, where there were brears blazin’, listening to the hip hop there. We used to bus’ freestyles on campus and I produced a fair few beats on the QY20 sequencer…

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The EaghamsWRITER BIO: Zubyre Parvez (BA hons) studied English Literature at Hertfordshire University. He writes song lyrics, poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles for The Taoist Crucible.  His poetry won runners up in a competition judged by Simon Armitage and Margaret Atwood. His poetry has been published in Kobita. His articles have appeared in The Epoch Times as a journalist for the newspaper. He has worked for New Tang Dynasty Television as a journalist. You can catch up with his tweets @TheEaghams

REPOST: Poem: My View On Burning Bridges

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My View On Burning Bridges

Freed from the past limits
The present speeds along
I don’t see it like you do
Look at this road, it’s horizon
The bridges, and the forest
Are they not broad, built and kept,
Abundant in their foliage
So why do you turn the other way
To blaze your thunderous zig-zag trail?

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REPOST: Poem: London Days *Updated and Revised*

London Days

Principles for the development of a Complete Mind: (1) Study the science of art. (2) . Study the art of science. (3) . Develop your senses – especially learn how to see. (4). Realise that everything connects to everything else.

-Leornado Da Vinci

Frequent the speedy cafe
Writing an arm and a leg
in their chairs and tables
The theaters keep the city
Vibrant, inspired, colourful
Puts London back on the map
The gallery reminds me
Of all that has beauty
and strength, tourists are we.

Their postures theatrical
The ingenuity of Da Vinci’s
towering canvas

Maths, art, history
Informs his pieces
Whole in their conception
I love to write the poetry
in their paintings set

Maybe they remind me
Of a history not only of
My own and the ego’s
Conquest and I am
Just a piece with pen
sword and horse!

© Zubyre Parvez 2016 All Rights Reserved The EaghamsWRITER BIO: Zubyre Parvez (BA hons) studied English Literature at Hertfordshire University. He writes song lyrics, poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles for The Taoist Crucible.  His poetry won runners up in a competition judged by Simon Armitage and Margaret Atwood. His poetry has been published in Kobita. His articles have appeared in The Epoch Times as a journalist for the newspaper. He has worked for New Tang Dynasty Television as a journalist. You can catch up with his tweets @TheEaghams

ARTIST BIO:The Eaghams aka Zubyre Parvez is an Urban Indie singer songwriter from London. His song The Roots was played on BBC 1Xtra by DJ Excalibuh. He has collaborated with artists such as Mr Hectic and Jason Air formerly of Island records. He has played at The Garage, and various open mics.

Poem: The Wild Eyed Horse Neighs

The Wild Eyed Horse Neighs

The wild eyed horse neighs
With it’s horse lungs;
Heaving with heavy sighs
My steps, swift and patient
That we will escape the
Dragon’s Lair in these years

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The EaghamsWRITER BIO: Zubyre Parvez (BA hons) studied English Literature at Hertfordshire University. He writes song lyrics, poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles for The Taoist Crucible.  His poetry won runners up in a competition judged by Simon Armitage and Margaret Atwood. His poetry has been published in Kobita. His articles have appeared in The Epoch Times as a journalist for the newspaper. He has worked for New Tang Dynasty Television as a journalist. You can catch up with his tweets @TheEaghams

The Eaghams Weekly: Poem: The Sunshine

It seems that you were angry
Eating burnt steak ribs as you watched
The Chicago bulls as I had calmed down

Changing faces, she took your place
In Canada our encounter a true synchronicity
You who stood as my shadow
In your craft

Five years were wasted on
Bookings and missed flights
A disappointing anti-climax
To wake up to your dishonour
Still, these days, elation flies
New plans for the morning
Will be dreamed in her youth
As she stretches her arms
To new vistas mapped

The voyaging sail of her dress
Studying abroad will return home
To where we live
Like heaven on earth

He wrote of our past and of
Our future

It was written
Like it was meant to be

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The EaghamsWRITER BIO: Zubyre Parvez (BA hons) studied English Literature at Hertfordshire University. He writes song lyrics, poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles for The Eaghams Blog.  His poetry won runners up in a competition judged by Simon Armitage and Margaret Atwood. His poetry has been published in Kobita. His articles have appeared in The Epoch Times as a journalist for the newspaper. He has worked for New Tang Dynasty Television as a journalist. You can catch up with his tweets @TheEaghams

 

The Eaghams Weekly: Poem: The Opening Line

The Opening Line

The wool was pulled over my eyes
By some of the more crooked chiselers
The clouds will clear to show the skies
This game depends on the rules we play
Time waits for no man in terms of chess
Everything will return to the opening
Chip off the old block, you consider
Looking out of the window puffed up glazed
The hundred yard gaze your eyes don’t meet
These carved pieces each have their niche
Black and white men will always cast
The world in black and white again
The world past has had its time acting up
The hands spin around the days
Whizz kids at play with great velocity
Sending a piece out to new territory
My hand holds a pen piece, my king.
The salt and pepper pots
Are in carved pieces of pawns
At the stationary legs of the table
Where I write of lots of images
Where I have thought and wrote.
My fist pounds the canvas whole
Breaking out into new directions
The dissolution of my poems cast
Stops me feeling at once so divided
My work is done in my character cast

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© Zubyre Parvez 2016 All Rights Reserved The EaghamsWRITER BIO: Zubyre Parvez (BA hons) studied English Literature at Hertfordshire University. He writes song lyrics, poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles for The Taoist Crucible.  His poetry won runners up in a competition judged by Simon Armitage and Margaret Atwood. His poetry has been published in Kobita. His articles have appeared in The Epoch Times as a journalist for the newspaper. He has worked for New Tang Dynasty Television as a journalist. You can catch up with his tweets @TheEaghams

Week Eleven: Railway Timetable

Railway Timetable



by The Eaghams 

I write my work at the coffee table
 My steaming cup, words chased and followed
 The table of times searched and read
 I look within my heart for my words as map
 My work is complete for spectacles and viewing

The train whistles through the scene
 My scarf trails the open breeze
 Freedom from disappointment
 Coming into view at a new station
 Through trains of thought
 I set down these industrious lines
 A breath of fresh air at the new arrival.

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The EaghamsWRITER BIO: Zubyre Parvez (BA hons) studied English Literature at Hertfordshire University. He writes song lyrics, poetry, short stories, reviews, and articles for The Taoist Crucible.  His poetry won runners up in a competition judged by Simon Armitage and Margaret Atwood. His poetry has been published in Kobita. His articles have appeared in The Epoch Times as a journalist for the newspaper. He has worked for New Tang Dynasty Television as a journalist. You can catch up with his tweets @TheEaghams

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 BIO:The Eaghams aka Zubyre Parvez is an Indie singer songwriter from London. His song The Roots was played on BBC 1Xtra by DJ Excalibuh. He has collaborated such as Mr Hectic, ath Jason Air formerly of Island records. He has played at The Garage, and various open mics.