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Monday, 23 November 2009

  • The Show

    Come now,
    take a peek;
    Sneak close to the blinds,
    sidle up to a door, and-
    you want more?

    Then, pry away the layers
    until they give way on their own.
    We are voyeurs
    and performers.

    You see me;
    the big strip tease-
    ladies and gentlemen,
    This is my soul,
    these are my feet.

    Keep the peelings,
    you'll need them for your show-
    And they'll never know they're secondhand
    twice, thrice in a row.

    We'll go to sleep
    under the spotlight;
    Spend woken hours in the dark;
    stalking strangers, stalking shadows,
    eying keyholes and computers-
    It's all the same.

    This is the game, and
    we have no shame.






    © Farhana Jahan

    Inspired by Sylvia Plath's "Lady Lazarus", and a little social networking site called Facebook.

Tuesday, 03 November 2009

Thursday, 17 September 2009

  • Falling

    Falling
    into the rabbit hole
    is the best of all.
    Before, there was standing;
    Now, there is motion.
    There's color, in the dark,
    Many colors!
    I'm not sure if my eyes are open or not.
    Falling
    is suspense;
    I'm suspended-
    no ropes, nope.
    No ties.
    Just falling,
    not knowing,
    is the thrill.




    © Farhana Jahan

    I haven't written poetry in a long, long time. I haven't been inspired to create much in the past year at all, actually. How depressing (although if I were really depressed I would be able to channel that into something remotely artistic, methinks. Though to be honest, this poem may explain my recent funk. Gahh, you can't live with it, you can't live without it, whatever this "it" feeling is). End ramble. Enjoy the poem! Thoughts? Critiques? I'm all ears (and eyeballs).

Friday, 28 August 2009

  • Movie night on the grassy knoll turned out to be movie night in the lounge, which was exceptionally unromantic, so we, being me, old roomie D and her new roomie W, walked around aimlessly, then were joined by my new roomie B which turned into and epic game of Taboo on the balcony into the wee hours of the night.

    Awkward moment of the night: A girl and a guy walked out onto the balcony. We asked them if they wanted to join in on our game. Then B said, "but you don't have to of course, we don't want to interrupt your date..." LOL. The way the two vehemently denied being a couple was very amusing. I anounced "awkward moment!" and we chortled over the funny for a bit, then recommenced our game of unspeakable fun. I live for these things.

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

  • I thought he was dead...

    (My friend's words, not mine).
    Amusing, but not the reaction I was hoping for when I announced to her that BOB DYLAN will perform at the Greek Theatre, mere yards away from where I reside. I will be able to hear him LIVE and will probably sneak around back to see if I can catch a glimpse of his epicness through the trees.

    On another musical note (teehee), I watched The Furious Few perform on Bancroft/Telegraph today. I could only stay for one song because I was on my way back to my room, but I really liked what I heard. I even talked to the singer for a second, just asking him what the band's name was and if they had a website. I wish I had told him I liked his music. Another one of those lost opportunities and regret soup moments to add to my pantry. Ah well. I hope to see them perform again.

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