Yikes, Traditional and Zen

(Poetry Play Scripted By Jibrael Jos)

(Entry for TataLive :: http://wshe.es/GPWWRXlO

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In a land not so far away there lived three men. Their perception of love! Yikes, Traditional and Zen ~

The first guy is a Facebook creep Listening to him would make you freak If he wants to get into your shoes Chances are you will be the evening news ~

Facebook Creep (Yikes monologue):

(A man in his forties is looking at a laptop while holding a knife dripping in blood. A dead body is visible behind the desk) Is there is a way out From this bloody mess It's her fault I stabbed her dead She clicked so many likes Why did she get into my head

~ I told her so reasonably That she follow me But she started liking his update Now see where she ended up No like No comment No date Just a full stop to her fate

~ What if they arrest me today Will they understand My reason to kill Mine was true love Killing does not give me a thrill just like the last three case a lonely reality I have to face

~ Tonight I will go online And make a few friends I want true love Not so many dead ends Will you be willing To accept my friend request I am your friend's friend

~ My interest are same as yours My qualifications too Once I shift my birthday Our sun signs will match too I will read all your past post And update status like you do I am your true love Let me get into your shoe

### Narrator:: Second one is the man of your dreams When he walks by, girls tend to scream Good with words and knows what to say With him life would be a perfect play!

~ Zen (Monologue):

(A good looking smart young man, ready to propose) Carved from a moon flake, and chiselled from a star. Like a lake on a mountain perfect you are ~

Designer of the peacock, and the maker of raindrop would be in awe of your mesmerising looks ~

Essence of moonshine O soft petal of a rose. You are my purpose only to you will I propose ~

I would serenade you my love with song of a nightingale. Accept me, O sublime beauty my heart has already set sail ### Narrator: But once the honeymoon is done and romantic songs are sung His interest will fizzle Romantic showers turn into a drizzle ~

Not interested in listening to you

He may get attracted to another woman too

The Zen-nish shine would have worn

Even before your child is born ~

Third one is a traditional soul No salsa or even a hug outdoor He would love and take care but not the magic they sell everywhere ~

Sadly they are valued only after they are dead. While they are alive, "He is loving, but nothing to be said" ~

The monologue which follows is his wish after he did die Not expressed in his lifetime but now in response to his wife’s cry

Traditional (Monologue):

(Wife crying near the grave, husband speaks as a ghost stands nearby) I wish that you be happy and live your life well. We traversed this planet it seemed like a magic spell ~

I move on from this world and won't linger in a tiny grave. But without your embrace it won't be a heaven anywhere ~

But I promise you this I carry you in my heart. And with zest I will live even though we do part ~

Good things are not forever Rainbows too fade away. So paint new ones on your sky make most of each day ~

A caterpillar has no clue what wonders await Magical colours and hues Dainty wings is its fate ~

I too will fly away to the world beyond. I too will discover new blossoms and moons ~

Whenever you feel a tingle Know that it's me. Whenever you give a giggle my heart will jump in glee ~

Magical and Romantic It still is going to be Together and Forever is still you and me ### Narrator: Now to conclude here is a dialogue between a couple I know. Struggling to understanding love and life as they stumble along and flow

A couple (Dialogue):

(Husband Wife speak the following verses in tandem) What is the definition of love? What does it mean to be free? Could I have got the meaning wrong confused one for the other you see? ~

If I won't you to conform, is it love if I expect you to love only me. Then where does my love end and when does it begin to suffocate thee

If I can detach from you its true love! If I attach we no longer will be free! In our zeal for attachment we have lost ourselves don't you see? ~

My needs, my desires are paramount my selfish life is important to me. Because if my quest is to please you only down the line I will regret who I have been

Give me time, give me space my love until I find myself, our relationship can't be If then we work it out it can be magic Else we would have avoided a catastrophe

Narrator: So with this I come to the end of our tale if you both value relationships it won't fail Romeos and Juliets in the millions out there Love each other NOW, that is my humble prayer