Saturday, June 22, 2013

A Lonely Womans Day Shot By Marziya Shakir 3 Year Old


being
disowned
deserted
humiliated
for her
womanhood
on the street
is she hungry
did she eat
on the face
of humanity
a womans
defeat ..
now whats
her story
incomplete
in india
being born
a woman
is a tragedy
bitterly sweet
a womans
honor they
beat and cheat
flesh made of
paper ..her
soul
made
of clay
frail petite
fighting
her fate
against
concrete

Respect Your Elders Shot By Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old



on a winter
chilly morning
at carter road
marziya saluted
these elderly
kind people
very old
took a shot
a story
unfolds
humility
the essence
of street
photography
in the right
mold ..behold

The Old Lady Of Chinchpokli Shot By Marziya Shakir 3 Year Old


i was
past my
prime
when i
took up
the camera
began to
shoot
for marziya
it has been
a moment
of truth at 3 to
her surroundings
she pays tribute
shooting the inner
turbulence of life
silent and mute

picture dedicated
to dear friend fred miller
his strength forbearance
fortitude i salute

The Beggar Shot By Marziya Shakr 5 Year Old



she did
what she
was told
she shot
the pain
of the
beggar
a thought
on hold
life of a
beggar
in search
of a few
coins
not a
pot of
gold
why is
he begging
why cant
others help
him she
questioned
me when
i pulled out
the billfold
i told her
when you
give a beggar
a rupee
gods gives
you tenfold
the innocence
of a five year
child i thus
consoled

Jesus Nerjis And GrandPa Shot By Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old


the canon 7 D
with a vertical
grip marziya
shakir shoots
indefatigably
from the hip
betwixt
the camera
the canon user
a cosmic
relationship
layers within
layers of
karmic thought
strips ..her
vision inborn
the silence
of her lips
her brain
gifted
with a
micro
chip

My Bandra Is Dying Shot By Marziya Shakir 3 Year Old


she shot
this eye
sore when
she was 3
than she shot
it when she was 4
she shot it when 5
she shot it again
are we dead
or alive
garbage
cemetery
the flesh craves
the spirit strives
awkwardly nosedives

Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old Shoots A Thought On Canon 7D


It includes
her sister nerjis
her grand father
jesus in his grotto
a beggar jafar bhai
a smiling girl
in the background
shot beautifully
photography
is gods gift
to humanity
gives you
added vision
to what you
see .. clearly
forcefully
completely
a thought
within a
thought
you may
call it
visual
poetry
it sets
the spirit
free ..
abundantly

A Typical Street Scene Shot By Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old



bhutas
maize
in the rains
is healthy
composite
diet for
empty
brains
too much
of anything
makes you
insane
be it religion
be it books
be it twitter
be it facebook
unhealthy
strain freedom
helps you break
'those chains
photography
is inborn
inherited
self
contained
you cant
buy borrow
steal obtain

Marc De Clercq And Her Grandpa Shot By Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old



two
dam madar malangs
shot by a young one
seriously composed
confidently captured
now redone .
photography is
recollecting
regrouping
memories
for posterity
also for fun
dam madar
beda par
to everyone
under the
canopy
of the sun

Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old Shoots Kim And Viola And Her Grand Pa


photography
is in built
in born
scientifically
metaphorically
holistic
its a habit
once it enters
your bloodstream
you cannot kick
if you keep away
from the camera
for a long time
you fall sick
photographers
are born visionaries
some irrevocably
lovesick love
entraps them
accidentally
hitting their
head heart
soul with
a heavy brick
a cupids
poison arrow
that pricks
god save man
from crazy
women
demented
chicks spare
the photographer
spoil the stick
love is a candle
in the wind
burning at both
ends without
a wick..shoot
shoot click

dedicated to my friend randall ..my photography's measuring yardstick

They Are Lucky Who Get To Sleep

Drunken Sleep

Maut Ati Nahi Neend Jati Nahi

Dreamless Sleep

Disabled Sleep...

Incomplete Sleep

I Sleep On Thorns ...Oh God Tell Me Why I Was Born


but i wont
come back
to this
fucked
world on
my dead
body i
have sworn

i am man
simply
garbage porn
fucked forlorn
on the soul
of humanity
i weep i mourn
i break my
karmic cycle
i refuse to
be reborn
no more sunsets
no more dawn

wake up shithead


time to
rise shine
it is quarter
past nine
the woman
you love will
soon come
online ..
dont fuck
sulk and pine
a puppet on
her string
you filthy
swine ..
she is
neither his
she is neither
mine ..a cock
tease cybernetic
facebook concubine
hooked bait and sinker
on her line ..deleted
doomed a goddess
divine ...serpentine

As a Photographer I Lost It


in a bandra
barbers shop
i vacantly sit
searching
for peace
wisdom wit
mirrored
on the wall
characters
of a satanic
skit ..trying
to become
human bit
by bit
my cosmic
thoughts
as they
flit ..like
demonic
flies licking
shit ..
i try i try
fuck i
dont get it
my barefeet
in a bowl of
tears lukewarm
smokeless tepid

There Will Come A Time When The Common Man Will Become A Beggar Because Of The Rickshawallas



because of the
bad potholed roads
instead of the government
the ricksha union leaders
took the poor common
man to task.. fleecing
his 'soul his ass so
the common man became
a beggar as time came
to pass .. now the ricksha wallas
have no passengers ..alas

Friends Shot by Marziya Shakir 4 Year Old



Dr Glenn Losack
The Furious Physician
From Manhattan New York
And The Beggar Poet
In a Single Frame
Shot by a 4 year
old child ..youngest
street photographer
her notoriety to fame
influenced by two
rivers diverse
but same
black and white
light and shadow
it became her
heritage she was
born to claim
photography is
in born said
the master
of the game

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