www.magdalene.org/images/home/mary.jpg
I give birth to emotions
Let them live and breathe
Premature incubator depended
Trapped in journalese
When they desire to live long
I play God
I cut them lose
Ruthlessly delete
Vortex of a open mouthed
Recyle bin..
similar emotions never repeat
stamp them back
From where they came..
With my blindsided barefeet
Delete ...
And give back virginity
To a pining ...blank sheet..
This is dedicated to the sphynix like...Paxgitrmo...a pledge of honor bound Omerta...The Code Of Silence...my love for Mary Magdalene..
I am street photographer a beggar poet .. I shoot misery cavorting with hope I shoot original content. I am Shia Sufi Hindu all in One
Friday, August 10, 2007
Ashes In The Cup of My Heart
Never fall in love on the net..
Said my wife not at all upset.
A kick up your ass is all you ll get..
Life will pass you by..
You have overslept..
While on your pillow
I have wept and wept..
And that you will return
I never dreamt.
Have I returned.
I am not sure yet..
Of treason of reason
I am bereft..
A pictureless apology
Of unconditional love
Ashes in the cup of my heart
Is all that is left.
Dichotomy of love
A verbiage a theft
Silent lips
Unsealing a cleft...
I have resigned from the Dead Poets Society at Buzznet...Pictorial Poetic Photography is what I will do... improve my prosaic grammar.. reading the journals of a friend..Paxgitmo
Said my wife not at all upset.
A kick up your ass is all you ll get..
Life will pass you by..
You have overslept..
While on your pillow
I have wept and wept..
And that you will return
I never dreamt.
Have I returned.
I am not sure yet..
Of treason of reason
I am bereft..
A pictureless apology
Of unconditional love
Ashes in the cup of my heart
Is all that is left.
Dichotomy of love
A verbiage a theft
Silent lips
Unsealing a cleft...
I have resigned from the Dead Poets Society at Buzznet...Pictorial Poetic Photography is what I will do... improve my prosaic grammar.. reading the journals of a friend..Paxgitmo
'Saggitarius Swears and Dares'
photo courtesy heraldry.lordkyl.net/glossary/images/saggitarius.gif
man was born conceited
married fell out of love
what remained
too was forfeited
man by god and woman was cheated
inhumanly treated
but rises like a phoenix
totally undefeated
my new poem to you
indira
four feet depth of grave..
man was born conceited
married fell out of love
what remained
too was forfeited
man by god and woman was cheated
inhumanly treated
but rises like a phoenix
totally undefeated
my new poem to you
indira
four feet depth of grave..
f u t sex drive and 10 %discount
fu t
firoze you traitor
hope you get eaten by
a female famine stricken alligator
a faceless woman
never underestimate
or under rate her
with the click of your
mouse you cant even date her
sex drive
at a theatre
little later,,,
with the help of a
Rambo like
American
Terminator
who will love
sedate her.
back to
her wintry world
reinstate her.
This is realty she sees naught
An attitude that becries so what..
Someone out there re-edits
A new end to a some what old and outdated
Accident prone Cosmic plot..
Keep the loose change she said
With an American drawl..
An empty cup..snow flaked ashes
Is all that remains...
Of a faceless enigma
On the ruins of love
yes that is all that
I have got.
a receipt
Untendered services
a 10% dscount
On goods returned
I gave and almost forgot.
firoze you traitor
hope you get eaten by
a female famine stricken alligator
a faceless woman
never underestimate
or under rate her
with the click of your
mouse you cant even date her
sex drive
at a theatre
little later,,,
with the help of a
Rambo like
American
Terminator
who will love
sedate her.
back to
her wintry world
reinstate her.
This is realty she sees naught
An attitude that becries so what..
Someone out there re-edits
A new end to a some what old and outdated
Accident prone Cosmic plot..
Keep the loose change she said
With an American drawl..
An empty cup..snow flaked ashes
Is all that remains...
Of a faceless enigma
On the ruins of love
yes that is all that
I have got.
a receipt
Untendered services
a 10% dscount
On goods returned
I gave and almost forgot.
To Your Mother
My mother! when I learnt that thou wast dead,
Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed?
However'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son,
Watch even then, lifes journey just begun?
Perhaps thou gav'st me thou unseen a kiss;
Perhaps a tear ,if souls can weep in bliss-
Ah, that maternal smile !it answers -Yes.
cowper
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell'
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
ann taylor.
There is heaven beneath thy mothers feet...muslim saying...
without you I would heve never known
stunted dwarf never grown
within my delusions overblown
the best of me you did hone
like a charger to a mobile phone..
you squeezed tears out of a piece of stone
emotions unwrapped in flesh and bone
Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed?
However'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son,
Watch even then, lifes journey just begun?
Perhaps thou gav'st me thou unseen a kiss;
Perhaps a tear ,if souls can weep in bliss-
Ah, that maternal smile !it answers -Yes.
cowper
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell'
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
ann taylor.
There is heaven beneath thy mothers feet...muslim saying...
without you I would heve never known
stunted dwarf never grown
within my delusions overblown
the best of me you did hone
like a charger to a mobile phone..
you squeezed tears out of a piece of stone
emotions unwrapped in flesh and bone
Virtual not Real Drunken Gekko Friendly Echo
Profile photo el gekko buzznet memories,
drunkgeko: 11/19/2005 1:43 AM
Beautiful colored outfits, as always, here, Firoze...
photographerno1: 11/19/2005 1:52 AM
I THINK DRUNK YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT THE NET LOVE AND ROMANCE.. FUCK AND FORGET..BUT I JUST WASNT MADE THAT WAY.. I GET FUCKED AND FORGOTTEN.. ON LOVE THAT IS ILLBEGOTTEN..
All things nice most things rotten..her heart that says trespassing Verboten..
drunkgeko: 11/19/2005 1:54 AM
The net is virtual, friend... meaning: not real!!!
Everything happening on it is the same: unreal!
Once you understand that, you're never hurt anymore... believe me! :)
drunkgeko: 11/19/2005 1:43 AM
Beautiful colored outfits, as always, here, Firoze...
photographerno1: 11/19/2005 1:52 AM
I THINK DRUNK YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT THE NET LOVE AND ROMANCE.. FUCK AND FORGET..BUT I JUST WASNT MADE THAT WAY.. I GET FUCKED AND FORGOTTEN.. ON LOVE THAT IS ILLBEGOTTEN..
All things nice most things rotten..her heart that says trespassing Verboten..
drunkgeko: 11/19/2005 1:54 AM
The net is virtual, friend... meaning: not real!!!
Everything happening on it is the same: unreal!
Once you understand that, you're never hurt anymore... believe me! :)
Net Loss California Condor
photo courtesy www.theoi.com/Ther/AetosKaukasios.html
Sometimes I think just take what is left and run..not look back or be turned to stone..I have stopped going every where and this is the last stop ..the bus dosent go beyond this... I will be gone for sure...Net Loss.
me crucified a eunuched cross
both sides of me a man and woman
me the boss
me castrated hopes torn asunder
I bleed and wonder
love gone to hell yonder
of her the blog goddess
I grow fonder and fonder
And my Fathers wealth
on Earth I squander.
my putrid flesh
pieces in the mouth
of a female california condor.
Sometimes I think just take what is left and run..not look back or be turned to stone..I have stopped going every where and this is the last stop ..the bus dosent go beyond this... I will be gone for sure...Net Loss.
me crucified a eunuched cross
both sides of me a man and woman
me the boss
me castrated hopes torn asunder
I bleed and wonder
love gone to hell yonder
of her the blog goddess
I grow fonder and fonder
And my Fathers wealth
on Earth I squander.
my putrid flesh
pieces in the mouth
of a female california condor.
Darwaza
Darwaza in Urdu means
The Door,
You come in ,or go out;
But cant ignore.
It could be a Door
Earlier locked;
Now open
To come in and explore.
The heartless mansion
Reconsruct repaint restore.
You become part owner
You are thrown out
And thanklessly
Shown The Door.
A Faceless command
And nothing more.
Unconditional love
And my life
A luckless whore.
Walks away from Alaskan shore.
Its 6.15 am sunday morning.. I am on the kids comp..wife is saying her namaaz.. I am with my back towards her hitting the keys with an unexcited mouse.
The Door,
You come in ,or go out;
But cant ignore.
It could be a Door
Earlier locked;
Now open
To come in and explore.
The heartless mansion
Reconsruct repaint restore.
You become part owner
You are thrown out
And thanklessly
Shown The Door.
A Faceless command
And nothing more.
Unconditional love
And my life
A luckless whore.
Walks away from Alaskan shore.
Its 6.15 am sunday morning.. I am on the kids comp..wife is saying her namaaz.. I am with my back towards her hitting the keys with an unexcited mouse.
Tear Drop
It rained somewhere far away
And melted ice
I uncupped my palms
To find a pearl like
Tear drop
And it had a Face
It was human
It was un gift wrapped
Prismatic pristine
Unconditional love.
And a note that said
I Love You To Death.
And melted ice
I uncupped my palms
To find a pearl like
Tear drop
And it had a Face
It was human
It was un gift wrapped
Prismatic pristine
Unconditional love.
And a note that said
I Love You To Death.
I Am Busy On Buzznet
My life needs screwing
I fell in love my undoing
Faceless love ,a month
Of uninterrupted wooing..
I am busy on Buzznet
And my unhydraulic celibacy
I am once again renewing...
I mean what I say.
I say what I mean
Go tell it to the Marines
Or closer home to Rasputin..
Behind my ears I am not so green
Remain faceless forever in Quarantine.
Ice Maiden,,cold bloodless Goddess Unseen.
Call me now ..
And say in my ears.
You say what you mean..
And my true love
Dont mock and demean..
I am busy on Buzznett..
Ruptured vows and ruptured spleen.
I fell in love my undoing
Faceless love ,a month
Of uninterrupted wooing..
I am busy on Buzznet
And my unhydraulic celibacy
I am once again renewing...
I mean what I say.
I say what I mean
Go tell it to the Marines
Or closer home to Rasputin..
Behind my ears I am not so green
Remain faceless forever in Quarantine.
Ice Maiden,,cold bloodless Goddess Unseen.
Call me now ..
And say in my ears.
You say what you mean..
And my true love
Dont mock and demean..
I am busy on Buzznett..
Ruptured vows and ruptured spleen.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARC BROWN SCORPIONICUS
photo courtesy marc brown founder buzznet..
these recyclable greetings in advance for his next birthday..
happy birthday
scorpionicus
marc brown...
photographerno1
buzznet in house clown..
a cross between noun and a swollen headed pronoun
even all the icebergs
alaskan waters this titanic
just cant drown.
with a digital disaster
called nikon d 70 slr
going out of town...
buzznet is buzznet
because of marc brown..
steve and anthony..
friar tuck dont frown...
marc much happily married to azzie
he in his white linen suit
she in her crochet gown
on the beach of sunny california at sundown
the gods in heaven for this event did touch down
buzznet will be back shortly was no come down
buzznet a chemical romance in a cybernetic playground
says this poet buried deep under the venus of a mound
beneath the camera pout a fresh painted frown
my karma my dharma my medecine wheel knock down
buzzwords photographerno1 commentator no1 shia thug no1
firoze shakir flickrs wordpress blogspot blog goddess
going round and round..
a photo blogger
to a goddess of the blog
my restless multicolored
scarred soul impound.
these recyclable greetings in advance for his next birthday..
happy birthday
scorpionicus
marc brown...
photographerno1
buzznet in house clown..
a cross between noun and a swollen headed pronoun
even all the icebergs
alaskan waters this titanic
just cant drown.
with a digital disaster
called nikon d 70 slr
going out of town...
buzznet is buzznet
because of marc brown..
steve and anthony..
friar tuck dont frown...
marc much happily married to azzie
he in his white linen suit
she in her crochet gown
on the beach of sunny california at sundown
the gods in heaven for this event did touch down
buzznet will be back shortly was no come down
buzznet a chemical romance in a cybernetic playground
says this poet buried deep under the venus of a mound
beneath the camera pout a fresh painted frown
my karma my dharma my medecine wheel knock down
buzzwords photographerno1 commentator no1 shia thug no1
firoze shakir flickrs wordpress blogspot blog goddess
going round and round..
a photo blogger
to a goddess of the blog
my restless multicolored
scarred soul impound.
Alaskan Fern
Sweet little fern
My love like soothing
Dried autumnal flowers
In your urn..
I knew you loved me
And would return.
Alaskan Fern.
My love like soothing
Dried autumnal flowers
In your urn..
I knew you loved me
And would return.
Alaskan Fern.
Scorpio,Aquarious,Nefarious-Saggitarious
I walk on a double edged razor sharp sword.
a diamond studded hilt..
Demonizes ..the anger within..
I love..them both...
A Holy Sacrament...
the Original Sin.
One calls me Lord
The other the Master of the Rings.
A leg each in two continents.
While fair Destiny..
Stitched to my gossamer wings..
Joy and happiness to both bring
A puppeteer ..three puppets
And no strings...
photo courtesy cte.jhu.edu/techacademy/web/2000/baczkowski/Kristina/hell...
a diamond studded hilt..
Demonizes ..the anger within..
I love..them both...
A Holy Sacrament...
the Original Sin.
One calls me Lord
The other the Master of the Rings.
A leg each in two continents.
While fair Destiny..
Stitched to my gossamer wings..
Joy and happiness to both bring
A puppeteer ..three puppets
And no strings...
photo courtesy cte.jhu.edu/techacademy/web/2000/baczkowski/Kristina/hell...
My Fatal Attraction.. Dichotomy Of Love
My fatal attraction…Dichotomy of Love.
A unfinished novelette ghost written
Prompted, ejaculatory exclamations..
Predestined..to doom..crushed
Under the feet and beaten on the head
Sledge hammered to pulp,, from above.
The pages blood stained, splattered tattered
Like drowned bloated corpses in water
In azure eyed ponds that have become
Gutters of despair…beyond repair.
Destinys child.luckless in a foster home..
Destiny a closed fist sweaty palms….wont unbare.
poster courtesy www.allposters.com/-sp/Endless-Love-Posters_i498908_.htm
A unfinished novelette ghost written
Prompted, ejaculatory exclamations..
Predestined..to doom..crushed
Under the feet and beaten on the head
Sledge hammered to pulp,, from above.
The pages blood stained, splattered tattered
Like drowned bloated corpses in water
In azure eyed ponds that have become
Gutters of despair…beyond repair.
Destinys child.luckless in a foster home..
Destiny a closed fist sweaty palms….wont unbare.
poster courtesy www.allposters.com/-sp/Endless-Love-Posters_i498908_.htm
Demagogic Dreams.
I dreamt crazy catatonic catastrophic cataclysmic scenes
King and I a Castle and two Queens.
Undisclosed destination of my demagogic dreams
battered shattered life and love
Both encapsulated in ruins.
A headless cock is all that remains of the King
The castle its dichotomy of residence
Peace did not bring...
One Queen to home town has taken wing..
The other Queen enraptured to a parakeet
Has buried him in Alaskan snow...
Head wards ,all you can see is his
Trembling carcassed bareassed barefeet.
photo courtesy
members.aol.com/blgupc/blgupc/jacobs/heart.gif
King and I a Castle and two Queens.
Undisclosed destination of my demagogic dreams
battered shattered life and love
Both encapsulated in ruins.
A headless cock is all that remains of the King
The castle its dichotomy of residence
Peace did not bring...
One Queen to home town has taken wing..
The other Queen enraptured to a parakeet
Has buried him in Alaskan snow...
Head wards ,all you can see is his
Trembling carcassed bareassed barefeet.
photo courtesy
members.aol.com/blgupc/blgupc/jacobs/heart.gif
Finger Fucked Mum
I finger fucked her
She got pregnant online
She called me a bastard
She called me a swine.
I pleaded and cajoled
It could not be mine.
I made her an excuse
Fractured finger
I was off- lying.
But now the baby is about to come.
And diapers to wash on my designer bum
And swollen head to twiddle my thumb.
I should have finger fucked myself
Fuck I was dumb.
I made a mountain of bread
Into a molehill of a crumb..
He will call me Buzznet dad
And he will call her Finger Fucked Mum.
This poem is not a revenge..
This poem is not to hurt anyone
This poem is about the fatalistic nature of love on the net.
This poem is my anger with my beloved.
This poem is to a demanding beloved,,ferocious, wild..
This is also to other women who are not my beloved.
This is about the Agony and the Ecstasy..the Pain that love
causes on the net...when you are caught in it..and cant get out.
picture courtesy british llibrary
She got pregnant online
She called me a bastard
She called me a swine.
I pleaded and cajoled
It could not be mine.
I made her an excuse
Fractured finger
I was off- lying.
But now the baby is about to come.
And diapers to wash on my designer bum
And swollen head to twiddle my thumb.
I should have finger fucked myself
Fuck I was dumb.
I made a mountain of bread
Into a molehill of a crumb..
He will call me Buzznet dad
And he will call her Finger Fucked Mum.
This poem is not a revenge..
This poem is not to hurt anyone
This poem is about the fatalistic nature of love on the net.
This poem is my anger with my beloved.
This poem is to a demanding beloved,,ferocious, wild..
This is also to other women who are not my beloved.
This is about the Agony and the Ecstasy..the Pain that love
causes on the net...when you are caught in it..and cant get out.
picture courtesy british llibrary
Come What May ...
I have decided from today
To womens buzz
I wont go
Come what may.
To dig my grave with
My own hands
And have my say.
And to stay away from women
And the games they play.
Every second , every hour ,every day.
And cock tease...and slay.
And fuck why cant women
Be decent.nice human and kind
Like men I say.
And a womens will
Hemlocked my way.
To a womans buzz
I wont go
Come what may.
Ps after thought,
A pedigreed photographer turned into stray
A horse wanting to be a donkey
Learning to bray.
Why cant women be like men I say.
This poem is dedicated to Steve with a solemn promise
to be Photographer no 1 and not Firoze Shakir I pray.
To womens buzz
I wont go
Come what may.
To dig my grave with
My own hands
And have my say.
And to stay away from women
And the games they play.
Every second , every hour ,every day.
And cock tease...and slay.
And fuck why cant women
Be decent.nice human and kind
Like men I say.
And a womens will
Hemlocked my way.
To a womans buzz
I wont go
Come what may.
Ps after thought,
A pedigreed photographer turned into stray
A horse wanting to be a donkey
Learning to bray.
Why cant women be like men I say.
This poem is dedicated to Steve with a solemn promise
to be Photographer no 1 and not Firoze Shakir I pray.
I Am An Indian Indigenous To India
I am an Indian indigenous to India
And not the Alaskan type.
I am hot blooded take offence and swipe
And in most cases it is a women
Whose tears I have to wipe.
Photographerno1 and his accursed
Unphotogenic hype..
I say sorry
And delete all that I
Often in my journal type
And it was not speedo..
That made me delete my post
It was my beloved
And not her sisters rotten ghost.
The way my love was smote..
And was made to show the pen
With which I venemously wrote..
That hurt me the most..
Thank you Alaskan Fern..
photo courtesy
waza-aquariusnefarious.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=226051...
And not the Alaskan type.
I am hot blooded take offence and swipe
And in most cases it is a women
Whose tears I have to wipe.
Photographerno1 and his accursed
Unphotogenic hype..
I say sorry
And delete all that I
Often in my journal type
And it was not speedo..
That made me delete my post
It was my beloved
And not her sisters rotten ghost.
The way my love was smote..
And was made to show the pen
With which I venemously wrote..
That hurt me the most..
Thank you Alaskan Fern..
photo courtesy
waza-aquariusnefarious.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=226051...
The Cock Writes
The Cock writes venomously white
A pseudonym ..for a pen in disguise.
Lies after lies till she says Stop it and cries
Poems..unfinished..and Orgasm dies...
A Writers block...Surrealistic Surmise.
A Broken nib on a Pen in disguise
The Cock .. needs not resize..
The paper with ..Syphlitic Surprise.
A pseudonym ..for a pen in disguise.
Lies after lies till she says Stop it and cries
Poems..unfinished..and Orgasm dies...
A Writers block...Surrealistic Surmise.
A Broken nib on a Pen in disguise
The Cock .. needs not resize..
The paper with ..Syphlitic Surprise.
Indian Railways Suck
My Wife was coming from Lucknow on the fucked Pushpak
Instead of 8 pm arrival time it has reached at 3.30 am to her bad luck
my kids were at Dadar waiting and stuck
India Railways no apology
a service so smug..
this happens only in India
shove it under the rug
bureaucratic blasphemy
a soporific drug
9 august 2007
Instead of 8 pm arrival time it has reached at 3.30 am to her bad luck
my kids were at Dadar waiting and stuck
India Railways no apology
a service so smug..
this happens only in India
shove it under the rug
bureaucratic blasphemy
a soporific drug
9 august 2007
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