Name: The Bullock Cartによる言葉の詩｜Sameer Sharma, Shubhi Dixit & Kartik Rajan｜TEDxIISERPune (Spoken word poetry by The Bullock Cart | Sameer Sharma, Shubhi Dixit & Kartik Rajan | TEDxIISERPune)
Uploaded: 2021-01-14T10:49:41.000Z
Duration: 19 min 30 s
Description: VoiceTubeの動画で発音を聞きながら英語表現を覚えよう！学べる英語：

Uh, how many atheists are here in the house?

Okay, So I'm a fellow easiest, and, ah, whenever I see that I have a lot of people who believe coming up to me and trying to convince me about what?

What please, I should be at in the universe.

And, um, I entered operating this form because it is the experience of that.

It felt like I was walking down the street and these travel agents were coming up to me with these brochures, you know?

So this is a little warm, called brochures.

So I was walking down the road when this guy comes up to me with a holiday brochure on the place Look nice to me, but I never heard of it before.

Then a second chap walks up with another brochure to the same, please.

And he pushed past the first chap and shoved his brochure in my face.

And these dudes start argue and both their travel agencies wanted me.

You will see now I checked out both brochures.

I wasn't sure I was quite happy in the city.

They saw each other quite differently, but to me they look like brothers.

And then came a crowd off such strange travel agents that chanting so very loud above the fluttering of ages, I hurriedly turned away and I decided I just go home.

And that's when they began to say that the summer is coming.

We will provide the place, the space, Our administration is fine.

I don't need the fluffy clouds to be beneath my sight.

I wanted to stay home alone where I can enjoy a quiet rest in my quiet corner on my own.

They just battled each other for me and together the student once more.

And now I'm here standing before you reading disorder to you the brochures.

So the next one is for any guitarist in now who plays guitar?

And I hope everyone else can pick up the guitar after hearing this one When I play the bizarre, there are a lot of things that I don't hear I don't hear the traffic outside nor the TV in the living room nor my phone buzzing.

Only the next note the next emotion this interaction will involve.

You see, the world is simpler when it is a string vibrating across three feet of mahogany.

And sometimes the entire world is nothing but the sound of fingers sliding across the strings to the next skill position you see in a guitar The world is all the things that could never be simple, pure and I like that feeling of purity.

I like playing the guitar because it's funny how wrong they were when they told me that it's a musical instrument.

How myopic, How demeaning the guitar is a place, a place Underneath this life.

It's 24 frets, or a ladder leading down into a grave where humans die and simpler, purer beings thrive.

When I play the guitar, I feel like that, like a simpler form of life driving.

Lastly, I want to ask How many Narcisse is certain hours?

Okay, so this one time I was at our border performance and Ah, this one guy was just strutting around, and I I just imagined the vibe that he has going on in his head, his own internal dialogue as he walked up to the stage.

So I wrote this imagining what it feels like walk up to the stage as a total narcissist.

As I walk up to the stage, my mother's sons persona slides off like snakeskin.

While the mic approaches me like my nervous fans do.

I glanced over its round grilled to observe.

Our little match for my presence as the sound of me inhaling towards every breath in the room, smoking to myself.

I asked them what they're in the mood for.

They enjoy the thought that I am here to entertain them.

At this point, I asked myself which of my own verses are most excited to hear.

I can almost taste the anticipation blowing in my direction.

My demeanor revolves quickly as I rock forward again, one single step momentous enough to drive every thought from their minds.

They brace themselves like I'm about to bring down the wall behind me with my first line.

My tongue positions itself for the first syllable, like a cobra about to swallow a rat hole on DDE.

I mean, if you're comfortable with Oh, okay.

The Bullock Cartによる言葉の詩｜Sameer Sharma, Shubhi Dixit & Kartik Rajan｜TEDxIISERPune (Spoken word poetry by The Bullock Cart | Sameer Sharma, Shubhi Dixit & Kartik Rajan | TEDxIISERPune)

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The Bullock Cartによる言葉の詩｜Sameer Sharma, Shubhi Dixit & Kartik Rajan｜TEDxIISERPune (Spoken word poetry by The Bullock Cart | Sameer Sharma, Shubhi Dixit & Kartik Rajan | TEDxIISERPune)

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