<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464476" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Drum Beat</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On listening to the measured sound, <br>Of the distant drum beat, <br>With sweeping sounds of the pipes.<br>On the other end of the village, <br>On wedding of couple, <br>I was carried out of myself.<br>And thrilling blood ran into veins, <br>With the sense of vitality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lost my control on me, <br>As if my limbs were not mine.<br>For the spell queer.<br>Worked on me and my fellows, <br>Of the same age, <br>Who being charmed ran, <br>Attracted by the drum beat.<br>As pleasing smell attracts, <br>The bees, flies and moths.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each taking two rods wooden, <br>Hastened to the cottage of groom, <br>Gathering around the beater, <br>In the airy yard, <br>Who stood pivoted in the center, <br>Black and tall, with pink faded turban, <br>His rhythmic hands beat, <br>On vibrating ends of the drum, <br>Hanging with his neck, <br>With long leather belts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We danced and danced in circle, <br>In ecstatic heightened spirit.<br>Our hands, feet and limbs, <br>Mechanically moved with the beats, <br>Among the chorus of wedding songs, <br>And clapping of the adorned ladies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Striking of the wooden rods, <br>Produced sounds harmonious, <br>All dancing and cheering, <br>Were carried out of themselves, <br>To the fairy-lands of strange joys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then all of sudden, <br>The beating hands stopped, <br>And we came down to the earth, <br>Falling head-long, as wings of a bird, <br>Flying into the zones high, <br>Are clipped short, <br>So for him ceases everything, <br>When dashes to the ground<br>The broken spell of rhythmic beats, <br>Brought us again, <br>Into the world of woes and pangs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=464476" data-title="On The Drum Beat de Muhammad Shanazar" data-description="On listening to the measured sound, Of the distant drum beat, With sweeping sounds of the pipes. On the other end of the village, On wedding of couple, I was carried out of myself. And thrilling blood ran into veins, With the sense of vitalit..."></div> </div> </div>

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