Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Man Without Balls

As a child he played
with his sisters dolls
school days all those
hijda cat calls
yes testicular fortitude
eunuched tears
like soiled rainfalls
the irony the agony
of a man without balls
rectal reminicences
from the cradle to the grave
he crawls ..
dancing trinkets
ghungroo feet
bacchu ki wadi
infested mujra
dancing halls
once i was born an adonis
silently he recalls
oh to be a hijda
prostituted pitfalls

This is inspired poetry of hijda sadness..I am not much of a group man...

This is dedicated to a one man group of the same name on flickr.

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