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it's tahir

I speak in an intricate pattern of colors...

About Me


i host Crescent Moon Nights EVERY 1st Saturday of the month with my man Ishmail. Come thru for hot, thought provking spoken word / poetry, occasional hip hop, ill vocals and other forms or creative sharing.. Come thru for good food, coffee drinks and great people... we do it Mocha Hutt on U Street @ 13th NW.
check us out on MySpace @ www.myspace.con/cmnights.
random thoughts
... not a perfectionist by far. It's great being me faults n' all... I'm human.
Being for the sake of being does not make sense without purpose. Purpose with out meaning is subjective. It’s up to you to do what you do and find that meaning for your self..
…dedicated to truth. …dedicated to my family. …dedicated to the dean.
No, not perfect, but I’m pretty damn good!
i am amazing. .
Without meaning.... words are just words...
"I am and always will be a Muslim. My religion is Islam." Malcolm X
Sometines I write slow. Sometimes I write quick.

My Interests



poetic movement

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Television:


Culture is manufactured in the boardroom and distributed by television
Most Excellent! ...the most sought after. t.a.k. pin & ink Spider-Man. ...taking a train. ...steadfast. ...the poet. ...diggin life. ...ready. ...the perfect imperfection. ...the chosen one. ...tahir amin kaiyum. ...back in business. ...the natural. Increadble. Most Excellent! ...the gift & the curse. ...beneath a black sun.

what box? ...the move maker. 5.26.07. Alhumdulilah. ...still amazing. ...sumthing like a phenomenon. ...on to the next episode.

Books:


The CMNIGHTS Commercials...

I'm on the line. I'm on the line. Once I clean my mirror. I'm a be feeling fine. Trying to get there is, all that's on my mind. When I'm on the line.

Even though I run my race, With a smile on my face. It ain't easy, naw it ain't. Feels like the life of the party. But it's all in your mind, On the line.

I'm on the line. I'm on the line. Once I clean my mirror. I'm a be feeling fine. Even when you're falling, Just pretend you're flying. When ya on the line.

I'm with everybody but I'm still alone, Just look down, that's my, line your standing on. Let's keep it friendly and we'll be just fine. But don't cross that line!

gNarLES BarkelY - "On-Line"

Heroes:

My MoM!

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My Blog

the roots

He looked up from the newspaper at his boy with an excited smile on his face. "Are you serious?" The reply came as the friend waved a CD in the air that had a cartoon image on the co...
Posted by it's tahir on Thu, 22 May 2008 09:32:00 PST

The Waters Crashing. - a love story

  The sounds of the water crashed& Rhythmically& Fiercely& &and Consistently.   Against the rocks of the island shore& & under the stars that dazzlingly radiated the night sky.   ...
Posted by it's tahir on Tue, 13 May 2008 09:30:00 PST

I miss my baby daughter

"What's that noise?"   ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />  The question in point was asked by a young African American man in his mid 20's casually dre...
Posted by it's tahir on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 09:17:00 PST

damn she got a big nose

Brad - Look at that nose.   Derk -  Damn that joint is big.   Brad -  Yo, I wonder.. I wonder how she keeps her head up straight with that joint on. hahahahaha   Derk - &...
Posted by it's tahir on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 08:03:00 PST

Dontcha see the sign n*gger...

"Wassa matter, Dontcha see the sign nigger?"   Gritting his teeth a red-haired Caucasian man in a dirty pair of brown overalls stood over a dark skinned African America man seated on a wooden b...
Posted by it's tahir on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 02:48:00 PST

Why Pookie Got Shot

At 9:07 AM on the corner of Uptown and Downtown in the Infamous Perry Projects located in the heart of the city; 35 year old Pookie Simmons was found shot six times in his chest. There were no witness...
Posted by it's tahir on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 05:59:00 PST

On her knees& (part 3.)

A stylish pair of leather shoes stepped calmly out of the elevator on the top floor of an upscale penthouse suite located downtown in the city. From her crimson high heals to her head where thoughts w...
Posted by it's tahir on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 05:01:00 PST

On the roof top

A thin figure moved in front of an athletically built counterpart.  "I dare you, no I double dare you" he said, speaking in a way as to announce his dare to everyone in the crowd gathered on roof...
Posted by it's tahir on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 01:50:00 PST

Pt One - girl talk

The gentle tapping of her fingers nails on the clear glass table continued in a rhythmic motion creating an almost melodic sound. Moving her right hand that was accessorized by an intricate pattern on...
Posted by it's tahir on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 08:48:00 PST

part two

Opening his eyes... 12:36. What happened? He found himself upside down. &in his car. &strapped in with his seat belt. &looking at the clock. &unable to move his neck.  "Damn it's cold". He faded...
Posted by it's tahir on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 08:33:00 PST