xris.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=3003726
photo courtesy and poetry inspiration Xris
tortoise
radio
humping a snout
roger roger over
artful Indian dodger
in and out..
poems
that spout
shia thug
born out of an epic
on buzznet
no doubt .
her silence
a badmouthed
shout.
She with her journalistic clout
LA blogger goddess…
Reflected in the head of a Lord Mouth
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Figlio De Puttana
photo courtesy google images
said marcos materazzi
Figlio de Puttana
son of a terrorist whore
your sister a prostitute
a possibility I wont explore
zidane the Algerian
blooded street fighter
french captain
let out a silencing roar
words sodomizing his honor
above country
he could not ignore
a Head Butt made famous
than the red card
that was in strore ..
asymmetrical warfare
an American arsenal
through Italian back door .
loss on penalties
a golden boot
no encore
zidanes mom wants materazzis balls on a platter
she will pound and crush them and at the French Riviera scatter
a French World cup dream
a red card shatters
hope in tatters
a eunched materazzis is all that matters
said marcos materazzi
Figlio de Puttana
son of a terrorist whore
your sister a prostitute
a possibility I wont explore
zidane the Algerian
blooded street fighter
french captain
let out a silencing roar
words sodomizing his honor
above country
he could not ignore
a Head Butt made famous
than the red card
that was in strore ..
asymmetrical warfare
an American arsenal
through Italian back door .
loss on penalties
a golden boot
no encore
zidanes mom wants materazzis balls on a platter
she will pound and crush them and at the French Riviera scatter
a French World cup dream
a red card shatters
hope in tatters
a eunched materazzis is all that matters
Padlocked Poet and a Nabob
Silver headed
Pertillar dreaded
love embedded
testicular shredded
knob
thoughts of her
that make my
diseased
doomed
power loomed
heart
throb
me writing
letters
outside
a village post office
for lovers
who cant read or write
illiterate out of job
she her squeaky silence
mystified, flamboyance of a snob
me working without pay on cyberspace
long hours no overtime
neutered
narrative narrow mindedness
talonted , tape measured taciturnity
of a Padlocked Poet and a Nabob .
Pertillar dreaded
love embedded
testicular shredded
knob
thoughts of her
that make my
diseased
doomed
power loomed
heart
throb
me writing
letters
outside
a village post office
for lovers
who cant read or write
illiterate out of job
she her squeaky silence
mystified, flamboyance of a snob
me working without pay on cyberspace
long hours no overtime
neutered
narrative narrow mindedness
talonted , tape measured taciturnity
of a Padlocked Poet and a Nabob .
She Says She is an Open Book
She hides in a veil
Says she is an open book
Perhaps this old geezer
She for a fool mistook
Yes my heart sunk
Onlined and hooked
The best of me
On a slow fire
Simmering hot and cooked
A fact when she injected me
With a virus of love
Overlooked
She drives over my dead body
Crime unbefitting punishment
She connives to have me booked
Resurrecting me as a poet
A pot boiler in his own
Pictorial Juices overcooked
posted 19 nov 2006
Says she is an open book
Perhaps this old geezer
She for a fool mistook
Yes my heart sunk
Onlined and hooked
The best of me
On a slow fire
Simmering hot and cooked
A fact when she injected me
With a virus of love
Overlooked
She drives over my dead body
Crime unbefitting punishment
She connives to have me booked
Resurrecting me as a poet
A pot boiler in his own
Pictorial Juices overcooked
posted 19 nov 2006
Allah Tero Naam Ishwar Tero Naam
allah
for some
hare krishna
hare ram for some
godliness ..
a multicolored drum
different hands
humanity for some
peace loving
a universal feeling become
all sounds emerging
from one ocean
from where they come
hindus
om to om succumb
muslims
allah ho akbar
heads bowed welcome
they also serve
who are blind deaf and dumb..
a hunger .. of god in every single crumb..
December 22nd, 2006
for some
hare krishna
hare ram for some
godliness ..
a multicolored drum
different hands
humanity for some
peace loving
a universal feeling become
all sounds emerging
from one ocean
from where they come
hindus
om to om succumb
muslims
allah ho akbar
heads bowed welcome
they also serve
who are blind deaf and dumb..
a hunger .. of god in every single crumb..
December 22nd, 2006
The Hijab Going Dutch..
photo courtesy google images
Holland’s Right-Wing Calls For Hijab Ban
THE HAGUE, February 6 (IslamOnline.net) - The Dutch anti-immigration party List Pim Fortuyn (LPS) has called on Parliament to enact a law banning hijab in public areas, including schools, courts and other administrative bodies owned or financed by the government.
The LPF was a vehicle for Pim Fortuyn, a right-wing populaist known for his anti-Islam rants including that “I am also in favour of a cold war with Islam” and “I see Islam as an extraordinary threat, as a hostile society”.
Rants and ravings Islambhobia in Holland
A LPF whip now becomes a hated wand
Yes the hijab will be banned
Christian symbols are cultural bands
Less harmful than winds from Arabian sands
Such harmful thinking expand
Some compromise to religious sentiments
The Dutch don’t understand
Politics of Hate more important to disband
Multi racial society must live in Peace
Seeds of distrust forces within
Must withstand
The Muslims of Holland
Debate dialogue
Give each other a helping hand
the land you adopt to live in
now becomes your Motherland.
posted 19 nov 2006
Holland’s Right-Wing Calls For Hijab Ban
THE HAGUE, February 6 (IslamOnline.net) - The Dutch anti-immigration party List Pim Fortuyn (LPS) has called on Parliament to enact a law banning hijab in public areas, including schools, courts and other administrative bodies owned or financed by the government.
The LPF was a vehicle for Pim Fortuyn, a right-wing populaist known for his anti-Islam rants including that “I am also in favour of a cold war with Islam” and “I see Islam as an extraordinary threat, as a hostile society”.
Rants and ravings Islambhobia in Holland
A LPF whip now becomes a hated wand
Yes the hijab will be banned
Christian symbols are cultural bands
Less harmful than winds from Arabian sands
Such harmful thinking expand
Some compromise to religious sentiments
The Dutch don’t understand
Politics of Hate more important to disband
Multi racial society must live in Peace
Seeds of distrust forces within
Must withstand
The Muslims of Holland
Debate dialogue
Give each other a helping hand
the land you adopt to live in
now becomes your Motherland.
posted 19 nov 2006
Desh Bhakti
On the banks
of the Sabarmati Ashram
Bapu weeps on a picture frame
They who are supposed to
Protect life and property
Have bought the country to shame
Innocent lives murdered
Tortured Poisoned raped
Encounter killings
Is Desh Bhakti they claim?
This is Democracy
Of the people by the people
Forsake the people
Renamed
bruised brutalized maimed
Mere means as end
For a political game
The President
The Prime Minister
The Ruling Party at the
Centre the Opposition
Mute a theatrical display
A long drawn court case
Claim counterclaim
Of a new blame game
Those who gave their lives
For the Independence
Of our country
Also defamed
What do we tell our
Unborn generation
Of a covenant
in flames
Hey Ram !!!
Once again
Exclaimed !!!
The articles on the net regarding this issue listed below for your perusal…
news on this subject
3 IPS officials arrested for fake encounter
Encounters Of A Fascist Kind
Lok Sabha discusses Gujarat fake encounter killing
Gujarat encounters: ‘Those killed were not innocent’
Debate: Is Narendra Modi to blame?
Don’t glorify criminals, says BJP
May 2nd, 2007
photographerno1.wordpress.com/2007/05/02/desh-bhakti/
of the Sabarmati Ashram
Bapu weeps on a picture frame
They who are supposed to
Protect life and property
Have bought the country to shame
Innocent lives murdered
Tortured Poisoned raped
Encounter killings
Is Desh Bhakti they claim?
This is Democracy
Of the people by the people
Forsake the people
Renamed
bruised brutalized maimed
Mere means as end
For a political game
The President
The Prime Minister
The Ruling Party at the
Centre the Opposition
Mute a theatrical display
A long drawn court case
Claim counterclaim
Of a new blame game
Those who gave their lives
For the Independence
Of our country
Also defamed
What do we tell our
Unborn generation
Of a covenant
in flames
Hey Ram !!!
Once again
Exclaimed !!!
The articles on the net regarding this issue listed below for your perusal…
news on this subject
3 IPS officials arrested for fake encounter
Encounters Of A Fascist Kind
Lok Sabha discusses Gujarat fake encounter killing
Gujarat encounters: ‘Those killed were not innocent’
Debate: Is Narendra Modi to blame?
Don’t glorify criminals, says BJP
May 2nd, 2007
photographerno1.wordpress.com/2007/05/02/desh-bhakti/
Australian Blue Blood.......aaaaaaaaaah
Most of the Australian poets on poem hunter like Ivan Donn Arsewell , Allan James Saywell are racist .. this poem is written keeping them in mind.. or Yorrik will get upset..
Genetics of criminality their bodies and souls flood
Natives of so-called Australian blue blood
A poetic cheque on encashment turned out to be a dud
A piss assed pompous stick in the mud
A flaccid member of a fucked forum pretending to be a stud
Poetry manufactured words in abundance nipped in the bud
A brainless cleavage that even animal Intelligence could not spud
Sun burnt cream on your dead mothers ass…in cold blood
posted at poem hunter
Genetics of criminality their bodies and souls flood
Natives of so-called Australian blue blood
A poetic cheque on encashment turned out to be a dud
A piss assed pompous stick in the mud
A flaccid member of a fucked forum pretending to be a stud
Poetry manufactured words in abundance nipped in the bud
A brainless cleavage that even animal Intelligence could not spud
Sun burnt cream on your dead mothers ass…in cold blood
posted at poem hunter
Debugged Poetry
my parents named me firoze
with that a chapter closed
till she renamed me shia
thug right under my nose
a fire in the groin of my belly arose
page reloaded leaping legs
twirling toes ..
a cryptic criteria that she knows
a shia thug debugged poetry
multicolored morose
to be felt from within
the angst of alignment
posturing
as rhyming prose .
thank you shadow boxer for your comment that inspired this poem , my 1100 blogs at Bloggerspot dedicated to the woman who cannot be renamed.
with that a chapter closed
till she renamed me shia
thug right under my nose
a fire in the groin of my belly arose
page reloaded leaping legs
twirling toes ..
a cryptic criteria that she knows
a shia thug debugged poetry
multicolored morose
to be felt from within
the angst of alignment
posturing
as rhyming prose .
thank you shadow boxer for your comment that inspired this poem , my 1100 blogs at Bloggerspot dedicated to the woman who cannot be renamed.
On Line Love Off Line Despair
I look up and see her there
My feet lassoed in her snare
poetic peace is so rare
parsimonious silence I cant bear
yet a few stray thoughts
we did share
when she fell inboxed in my lair
now she pretends she does not know me
quite unfair.
a Great Indian Bustard flies
on wings of prayers
where eagles dare
angels stare
online love
off line despair
My feet lassoed in her snare
poetic peace is so rare
parsimonious silence I cant bear
yet a few stray thoughts
we did share
when she fell inboxed in my lair
now she pretends she does not know me
quite unfair.
a Great Indian Bustard flies
on wings of prayers
where eagles dare
angels stare
online love
off line despair
Second Coming at Poem Hunter
Photo courtesy Google Images
Caption KISS MY ASS
Second Coming at Poem Hunter
Poem: 7897420 - Poem Hunter Pretentious Poet Crabs
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: I HOPE YOUR POETRY IS NOT AS SCARY AS YOUR PICTURE ON YOUR PROFILE, TRY USING SOME SUNBURN CREAM
AJS
PS, HELLO CARTER
The first time I walked here
It was Foster Blaine..
The Great White Hope
Of American Poetry
My soul did smear
Sheer racism my multi colored ass
And his spear..
Who is not prostituting poems here?
At poem hunter not just a poem
It is the soul of a poet they sneer
Unmarried bride as a Muse
Who suddenly did disappear!
Than the second coming of this poet
A new veneer..
This time Ivan Donn Arsewell
Was lusting for my water washed rear
1000 poems a leaking boat to steer
A Peach stone tombstone down under
at some godforsaken pier
Than came another attack from Fucked Foulk
Why Me? It still not clear.
Divorce proceedings Bigamy oh how I fear!
A lady and waste of a disillusioned tear
Alan james braywell a poet stalking provocateur
69 ways to get your ass burned…who the fuck
Tweed headed
Wants to hear …
A corpse is a corpse..a dwarf of a thought
Is he Queer?
Bondi Marlborough beach Dr Haneef
Down under multi color hate they love
To engineer..in poetry bashing
Colored poet heads with a thought to persevere
A lesser poet more a pamphleteer
So dickhead stay within the borders of your frontier
Asymmetrical attack kiss my kaleidoscopic
multi colored ass any time of the year
Caption KISS MY ASS
Second Coming at Poem Hunter
Poem: 7897420 - Poem Hunter Pretentious Poet Crabs
Member: allan james Saywell
Comment: I HOPE YOUR POETRY IS NOT AS SCARY AS YOUR PICTURE ON YOUR PROFILE, TRY USING SOME SUNBURN CREAM
AJS
PS, HELLO CARTER
The first time I walked here
It was Foster Blaine..
The Great White Hope
Of American Poetry
My soul did smear
Sheer racism my multi colored ass
And his spear..
Who is not prostituting poems here?
At poem hunter not just a poem
It is the soul of a poet they sneer
Unmarried bride as a Muse
Who suddenly did disappear!
Than the second coming of this poet
A new veneer..
This time Ivan Donn Arsewell
Was lusting for my water washed rear
1000 poems a leaking boat to steer
A Peach stone tombstone down under
at some godforsaken pier
Than came another attack from Fucked Foulk
Why Me? It still not clear.
Divorce proceedings Bigamy oh how I fear!
A lady and waste of a disillusioned tear
Alan james braywell a poet stalking provocateur
69 ways to get your ass burned…who the fuck
Tweed headed
Wants to hear …
A corpse is a corpse..a dwarf of a thought
Is he Queer?
Bondi Marlborough beach Dr Haneef
Down under multi color hate they love
To engineer..in poetry bashing
Colored poet heads with a thought to persevere
A lesser poet more a pamphleteer
So dickhead stay within the borders of your frontier
Asymmetrical attack kiss my kaleidoscopic
multi colored ass any time of the year
Pakistan a Terrorist State
Pakistan a terrorist state
practices Theocracy
preaches Hate
Hate among Muslims
on going tirade
in such a state
divide and rule
a governmental crusade
A House of a Shia God
Lob a grenade
A House of a Sunni God
Hate create
Empty words
scratched on a broken slate
And to kill Mankind
Allah forbade
Bloodied Sands of Karbala
They did degrade
And the Spirit of Islam
Overtly betrayed
A blunted blade
A severed head
Of Hussain
And the winds
That wept and prayed
And Martyrdom
Truth did upgrade
And shimr , yazid
fathered terrorism
masquerade
now on parade
Brotherhood of Islam
badly portrayed
Koranic Truth
once again misplaced
Pakistan a terrorist state
The neighbor’s orchard
wants to invade
to add to its real estate
Suicide bombers
Terrorists
in its shade
bullets
bombs
ready made
Between India
And Pakistan
should be no trade
or any debate
If this is how
Our
motherland
Hindustan
they desecrate
bollywood and lollywood
don’t translate
commerciability
compatibility
of a mismatched
Soul mate
innocent blood
shed in trains
an atomic truth
Rain
brain washed in pain
Sanity going insane
Was this a Pakistan
Did Jinnah Ingrain?
And a brotherhood
Divided
Partitioned
For a personal gain
As a poet
photographer
I do complain
When I see a bombed
Compartment
In a Mumbai train
strangers
helping the wounded
The dead
The injured
A truth humane
Pakistan
Taliban
Cross border Terrorism
Don’t contain
History will
Leave them behind
Self destructed
no domain
Truth in a tear
whispered blood
scavangered sorrow
Can’t explain
This poem is against the State machinery and political machinations of survival and not against the Pakistani people..
A thought I wish to clarify, I shot the Mumbai Serial train bomb blasts which resulted in this poem...
I dont believe in this kind of radical and fanatical Islam...as portrayed by a disgruntled few..
beheading writers only shows a thought embodied as Yazidiyat..
The hardliners of Hyderabad have made a mediocre writer a champion ..
I dont like Taslima Nasrin as she a practising atheist has no right to dictate terms to our relgiosity under the guise of seculrism..
The Government must certainly not extend her stay in India..the need of the hour.. a demand of sane Muslims.
practices Theocracy
preaches Hate
Hate among Muslims
on going tirade
in such a state
divide and rule
a governmental crusade
A House of a Shia God
Lob a grenade
A House of a Sunni God
Hate create
Empty words
scratched on a broken slate
And to kill Mankind
Allah forbade
Bloodied Sands of Karbala
They did degrade
And the Spirit of Islam
Overtly betrayed
A blunted blade
A severed head
Of Hussain
And the winds
That wept and prayed
And Martyrdom
Truth did upgrade
And shimr , yazid
fathered terrorism
masquerade
now on parade
Brotherhood of Islam
badly portrayed
Koranic Truth
once again misplaced
Pakistan a terrorist state
The neighbor’s orchard
wants to invade
to add to its real estate
Suicide bombers
Terrorists
in its shade
bullets
bombs
ready made
Between India
And Pakistan
should be no trade
or any debate
If this is how
Our
motherland
Hindustan
they desecrate
bollywood and lollywood
don’t translate
commerciability
compatibility
of a mismatched
Soul mate
innocent blood
shed in trains
an atomic truth
Rain
brain washed in pain
Sanity going insane
Was this a Pakistan
Did Jinnah Ingrain?
And a brotherhood
Divided
Partitioned
For a personal gain
As a poet
photographer
I do complain
When I see a bombed
Compartment
In a Mumbai train
strangers
helping the wounded
The dead
The injured
A truth humane
Pakistan
Taliban
Cross border Terrorism
Don’t contain
History will
Leave them behind
Self destructed
no domain
Truth in a tear
whispered blood
scavangered sorrow
Can’t explain
This poem is against the State machinery and political machinations of survival and not against the Pakistani people..
A thought I wish to clarify, I shot the Mumbai Serial train bomb blasts which resulted in this poem...
I dont believe in this kind of radical and fanatical Islam...as portrayed by a disgruntled few..
beheading writers only shows a thought embodied as Yazidiyat..
The hardliners of Hyderabad have made a mediocre writer a champion ..
I dont like Taslima Nasrin as she a practising atheist has no right to dictate terms to our relgiosity under the guise of seculrism..
The Government must certainly not extend her stay in India..the need of the hour.. a demand of sane Muslims.
Loves Labour Lost
loves labour lost
brokered peace
at what cost
her name
on the shores
my velvety ass
embossed
wave after wave
lashes..and
a hope
that remains
untossed
online love
star crossed
poetically
pilfered
oceanic words
that dont
exhaust
a one sided
internet love failure
unrefrigerated
refuses to defrost.
brokered peace
at what cost
her name
on the shores
my velvety ass
embossed
wave after wave
lashes..and
a hope
that remains
untossed
online love
star crossed
poetically
pilfered
oceanic words
that dont
exhaust
a one sided
internet love failure
unrefrigerated
refuses to defrost.
poem hunter and eagle hawk
photo courtesy google images
eagle hawk
a poet
who wordlessly can talk
poems he need not hawk
sand castles of mortality
breathing on rock
eagle hawk
a poet
who wordlessly can talk
poems he need not hawk
sand castles of mortality
breathing on rock
Cleavaged War and Peace
Peace
Piece by Piece
Peace meal
silenced peace
toothless
gumless
peace
a piece of ass
for mass destruction
peace
a misplaced word
meaning war
called
peace
like a woman
that does cock tease
peace and
war
a cleavage
of unease
for a generation
to be blown
by a nuclear breeze
a picture before they
put you in a steel coffin
say
Smile
Cheese.
The end of your mortal lease
From the shadows of this earth a final release
www.peace-not-war.org/Images/index.html
Piece by Piece
Peace meal
silenced peace
toothless
gumless
peace
a piece of ass
for mass destruction
peace
a misplaced word
meaning war
called
peace
like a woman
that does cock tease
peace and
war
a cleavage
of unease
for a generation
to be blown
by a nuclear breeze
a picture before they
put you in a steel coffin
say
Smile
Cheese.
The end of your mortal lease
From the shadows of this earth a final release
www.peace-not-war.org/Images/index.html
The Butt Of Contention
photo courtesy google images,
Maraddonas Hand of God
Manly invention
Zidanes head butt
on Materazzi Oh Lord
utterly butterly bitterly
attention
red carded , discarded
by Horacio Elizondo
suspension
the loss of France
the ungodly tension
in the history of Football
will have honorary mention
forever and ever
no cause for dissension and
a moment of madness beyond
my comprehension
what did Materazzi say to Zidane
you arab terrorist dog, by extension
your sister a prostitute
you a faggot minus errection
caused Zidane a major hypertension
than came the famous butt head
on Materazzis mid section
he fell to the ground
a ruddy complexion
Viva Italia the World Cup
Carnivorres Azzuris led by Lippi
a high end ascension
match fixing takes
a new dimension
Maraddonas Hand of God
Manly invention
Zidanes head butt
on Materazzi Oh Lord
utterly butterly bitterly
attention
red carded , discarded
by Horacio Elizondo
suspension
the loss of France
the ungodly tension
in the history of Football
will have honorary mention
forever and ever
no cause for dissension and
a moment of madness beyond
my comprehension
what did Materazzi say to Zidane
you arab terrorist dog, by extension
your sister a prostitute
you a faggot minus errection
caused Zidane a major hypertension
than came the famous butt head
on Materazzis mid section
he fell to the ground
a ruddy complexion
Viva Italia the World Cup
Carnivorres Azzuris led by Lippi
a high end ascension
match fixing takes
a new dimension
Viva Italia
Viva Italia
Viva La Bella
A Penalty Kiss
Under an Umbrella.
From Photographer No1
A Bollywood Fella
Who is pissless scared
To even go and tell her
Viva La Bella
A Penalty Kiss
Under an Umbrella.
From Photographer No1
A Bollywood Fella
Who is pissless scared
To even go and tell her
A Goddess In Disguise
photo courtesy
wildorbit3200.buzznet.com/user/profile.photos/?entry_id=1...
erotic eyes
eyelashes nice
lips sealed
subdued
otherwise ..
woman
a goddess
in disguise,
wildorbit3200.buzznet.com/user/profile.photos/?entry_id=1...
erotic eyes
eyelashes nice
lips sealed
subdued
otherwise ..
woman
a goddess
in disguise,
Turquoised Bare Feet
Turquoised Bare Feet
soundless silence sepulchral
incomplete
lips sealed
conniving conceit
dust and heat
rain and wind
a past with no future
a present
that refuses to meet
a sigh of victory
a smile
of defeat.
my fate
a photo blog
dashing hopes
on the shores of her destiny
time and tide could not cheat
soundless silence sepulchral
incomplete
lips sealed
conniving conceit
dust and heat
rain and wind
a past with no future
a present
that refuses to meet
a sigh of victory
a smile
of defeat.
my fate
a photo blog
dashing hopes
on the shores of her destiny
time and tide could not cheat
The Great Indian Parakeet
The Great Indian Parakeet
Circumsized and tho tweet
Hidden under a bed sheet
Tumescent root upbeat
Geek but certainly not from Crete.
The Great Indian Parakeet
Accidentally she did meet
Hard boiled Rise and certainly not wheat
Maa Salaam a shout and a greet
Open passage and a treat
The Great Indian Parakeet
Photo smart bound to the street
Poetic orgiastic bare ass
The agony of bare feet
Peeping from a winding sheet
the best of me ethereal
embedded to the bounty of her toilet seat .
Circumsized and tho tweet
Hidden under a bed sheet
Tumescent root upbeat
Geek but certainly not from Crete.
The Great Indian Parakeet
Accidentally she did meet
Hard boiled Rise and certainly not wheat
Maa Salaam a shout and a greet
Open passage and a treat
The Great Indian Parakeet
Photo smart bound to the street
Poetic orgiastic bare ass
The agony of bare feet
Peeping from a winding sheet
the best of me ethereal
embedded to the bounty of her toilet seat .
Where Are You Bazookiss !
Photo Courtesy:
bazookiss-cat.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=2746025
Where are you bazookiss !
God hope nothing amiss
Yes I know about Buzznet
Hypocritical
Oceanic abyss
Pretentious friends over
Pretentious favorites
Waiting to strike
Rattler noise
unhooded hiss
online share scare exist
but some are good
with that thought
we post roast and co exist
But you my dearest friend
Bazookiss
Your pictorial thoughts
You pictorial comments
I sincerely miss
I know you
Your wife
Jeffery the cat
At your new shop
In Taipei
Are in eternal bliss
So for a second remember
Bollywoods Most Wanted
Firoze Shakir
Photographerno1
When you accidentally
Come online
And read this.
Of the good time
Nude Naaga Sadhus
Sufi tongue cutting
Fire walking
Self Flagellation
Forehead Cutting s
Reminisce
And your
Mysterious nationality
I bet is not Swiss
Nationality
Without borders
And lines drawn in blood
On the souls
Of humanity
Is not
Human
Bazookiss.
So drop me a line
Vis a vis
a relationship
don’t delete
or dismiss.
bazookiss-cat.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=2746025
Where are you bazookiss !
God hope nothing amiss
Yes I know about Buzznet
Hypocritical
Oceanic abyss
Pretentious friends over
Pretentious favorites
Waiting to strike
Rattler noise
unhooded hiss
online share scare exist
but some are good
with that thought
we post roast and co exist
But you my dearest friend
Bazookiss
Your pictorial thoughts
You pictorial comments
I sincerely miss
I know you
Your wife
Jeffery the cat
At your new shop
In Taipei
Are in eternal bliss
So for a second remember
Bollywoods Most Wanted
Firoze Shakir
Photographerno1
When you accidentally
Come online
And read this.
Of the good time
Nude Naaga Sadhus
Sufi tongue cutting
Fire walking
Self Flagellation
Forehead Cutting s
Reminisce
And your
Mysterious nationality
I bet is not Swiss
Nationality
Without borders
And lines drawn in blood
On the souls
Of humanity
Is not
Human
Bazookiss.
So drop me a line
Vis a vis
a relationship
don’t delete
or dismiss.
Smart Ass Page
Twins enjoined in a
Brassiered cage
Voluptuous valley
Deeply inclined
Cheeky cleavage
My lusty libido
Flustered Enrage
my thoughts
her soul upstage
a bad ass link
to smart ass page
Brassiered cage
Voluptuous valley
Deeply inclined
Cheeky cleavage
My lusty libido
Flustered Enrage
my thoughts
her soul upstage
a bad ass link
to smart ass page
And More Despair
Despair
Empty pockets
nothing to spare
Alien city
Man to man
Don’t care
A God
Gone deaf
To prayer
A God gone blind
Unaware
life so
Fuckin unfair
The Son of God
Your sins
He will share
Confess
He will
Pardon your
Mortal
And
Venial
Affairs
To come back
To the Holy Land
Raped by Israelis
Palestinians
He would not dare
The Vatican
The Holy See
Is badly in
Need of repair
Trinity
A three legged
Chair
The Father
Holy Ghost
Son
Regressive Heir
Pope Benedict XVI
And More Despair
Empty pockets
nothing to spare
Alien city
Man to man
Don’t care
A God
Gone deaf
To prayer
A God gone blind
Unaware
life so
Fuckin unfair
The Son of God
Your sins
He will share
Confess
He will
Pardon your
Mortal
And
Venial
Affairs
To come back
To the Holy Land
Raped by Israelis
Palestinians
He would not dare
The Vatican
The Holy See
Is badly in
Need of repair
Trinity
A three legged
Chair
The Father
Holy Ghost
Son
Regressive Heir
Pope Benedict XVI
And More Despair
Distempered She Devil Untamed
Sleep
Spirited away soul
Asleep
No pain
No fear
No worries
No responsibilities
No false promises to keep
Undisturbed Unperturbed
A few gratifying moments
Of pictorial poetic sleep.
Tearless trauma
choked cries
disembodied weep
When we are awake
And not asleep.
dedicated to her who cannot be named.. it was love asleep and she should not be blamed.. distempered she devil untamed
Spirited away soul
Asleep
No pain
No fear
No worries
No responsibilities
No false promises to keep
Undisturbed Unperturbed
A few gratifying moments
Of pictorial poetic sleep.
Tearless trauma
choked cries
disembodied weep
When we are awake
And not asleep.
dedicated to her who cannot be named.. it was love asleep and she should not be blamed.. distempered she devil untamed
In Gods Inbox We Send
The rains
Our Pain
wont end
showers to
inundate our souls
as heavenly
blessings god sent
we fall we rise
no we don’t bend
our broken houses
on stilted hopes we mend
strangers we befriend
together our human pride
we defend ..
we borrow courage
good faith we lend
tragedies come and go
we stand as human chain
caste color creed we blend
this unity
even the gods cant rend
man living as man
on super manly stipend
rain waters create havoc
through
our lives wend,
we on each
other depend.
this is the message
in gods inbox
we send
Our Pain
wont end
showers to
inundate our souls
as heavenly
blessings god sent
we fall we rise
no we don’t bend
our broken houses
on stilted hopes we mend
strangers we befriend
together our human pride
we defend ..
we borrow courage
good faith we lend
tragedies come and go
we stand as human chain
caste color creed we blend
this unity
even the gods cant rend
man living as man
on super manly stipend
rain waters create havoc
through
our lives wend,
we on each
other depend.
this is the message
in gods inbox
we send
a dying soliloquy
photo courtesy www.fotosearch.com/DGT473/42-15200898/
She who
hides
behind
a camera face
with
every written word
she will surface
leave no trace
such is rationed
internet time
at any given place
my thoughts
her thoughts do chase
she does not know
a part of her ethereal
in my heart does stay
she cock teases
with a cleavage
that has no part to play.
a little girl locked up
in a woman’s body
a night that turns to day
her thoughts
on my thought stray
deleted for ever
from her
recycled bin …
in the dustbin of her
webpage
a dying soliloquy
page cannot be displayed
She who
hides
behind
a camera face
with
every written word
she will surface
leave no trace
such is rationed
internet time
at any given place
my thoughts
her thoughts do chase
she does not know
a part of her ethereal
in my heart does stay
she cock teases
with a cleavage
that has no part to play.
a little girl locked up
in a woman’s body
a night that turns to day
her thoughts
on my thought stray
deleted for ever
from her
recycled bin …
in the dustbin of her
webpage
a dying soliloquy
page cannot be displayed
Untesticular Fortitude
I went for a pictorial stroll
A rainy day , at Chinchpokli road
Flooded Filthy guttered waters
Overflowing
Puking
Throwing up
Unknowing
A Venice in Mumbai
To regale and extol
And Gonsalves Wadi a river
Beyond municipal control
I stood on a parapet AB Hotel
A shot I took , stepped into
An unmarked open rain storm Manhole
Me my Nikon D70 , body
Bruised and drenched
Like a turd in a toilet bowl
And the municipal guys watched
Humans , inhuman without soul
Football like euphoria
And the Municipality shooting
A self goal.
Eunuched
Un Testicular fortitude
Man made
Man stole.
A rainy day , at Chinchpokli road
Flooded Filthy guttered waters
Overflowing
Puking
Throwing up
Unknowing
A Venice in Mumbai
To regale and extol
And Gonsalves Wadi a river
Beyond municipal control
I stood on a parapet AB Hotel
A shot I took , stepped into
An unmarked open rain storm Manhole
Me my Nikon D70 , body
Bruised and drenched
Like a turd in a toilet bowl
And the municipal guys watched
Humans , inhuman without soul
Football like euphoria
And the Municipality shooting
A self goal.
Eunuched
Un Testicular fortitude
Man made
Man stole.
Developer Dude and His Kitten
photo courtesy google images
On his bed lies a sleepy kitten
It was love at first site
And she was smitten
Her throat all love bitten
And her claws on his back
Like feathery heathery mitten
Who is this goddess of a kitten
No she is not from Great Britain
No she is not Polynesian
No not Indonesian
No she is not East Indian
Or Jamaican West Indian
No she is not Italian
No not nuclear lit Iranian
No she is not African
No not Aztec or Mexican
No she is not Brazilian
Code of Omerta
Certainly not Sicilian
No not Japanese
Or Sinhalese
No she is not Australian
Perhaps Californian
Nonetheless she is a Developer Dudes s kitten
And this feline beauty cannot be underwritten.
On his bed lies a sleepy kitten
It was love at first site
And she was smitten
Her throat all love bitten
And her claws on his back
Like feathery heathery mitten
Who is this goddess of a kitten
No she is not from Great Britain
No she is not Polynesian
No not Indonesian
No she is not East Indian
Or Jamaican West Indian
No she is not Italian
No not nuclear lit Iranian
No she is not African
No not Aztec or Mexican
No she is not Brazilian
Code of Omerta
Certainly not Sicilian
No not Japanese
Or Sinhalese
No she is not Australian
Perhaps Californian
Nonetheless she is a Developer Dudes s kitten
And this feline beauty cannot be underwritten.
Lord Mouth
Yes I am
Lord Mouth
I say what I have to say
Me and my feet of clay
You with a hardened heart slay
Yes I am Loud Mouth
You should not read
What I write
Blindfold your colored I sight
You should no hear
And stay clear
Of me
And my tattooed posterior
When I bray
Or poetically pray
And my decapitated thoughts
At your feet
On a tray
Call me
Home Boy
Shia Thug
If you may
A rose as Firoze
Thorned to your side
If you say
Yes I am Loud Mouth
I say what I have to say
Me and my feet of clay.
This is my shop bag and this poem was in retaliation of the barbed words of American lady who has Indian colored skinned dead meat for breakfast what remains she has it for dinner....than spits the bones out as undigested hate for her bete noir called the shia thug no1....
you can be a poet withour reading poetry a better poet than those who write poetry..fight poetry under your multicolor ass light poetry..
Lord Mouth
I say what I have to say
Me and my feet of clay
You with a hardened heart slay
Yes I am Loud Mouth
You should not read
What I write
Blindfold your colored I sight
You should no hear
And stay clear
Of me
And my tattooed posterior
When I bray
Or poetically pray
And my decapitated thoughts
At your feet
On a tray
Call me
Home Boy
Shia Thug
If you may
A rose as Firoze
Thorned to your side
If you say
Yes I am Loud Mouth
I say what I have to say
Me and my feet of clay.
This is my shop bag and this poem was in retaliation of the barbed words of American lady who has Indian colored skinned dead meat for breakfast what remains she has it for dinner....than spits the bones out as undigested hate for her bete noir called the shia thug no1....
you can be a poet withour reading poetry a better poet than those who write poetry..fight poetry under your multicolor ass light poetry..
UnTouched Soul
god gave woman a mind
a mind that is sightless
ok call it blind
god gave woman a heart
thick skinned rind
a heart that is heartless
ok call it unkind
a daggered tongue
that they stab
nice human being like us
from behind
the best of man
his untouched soul
by women purloined
love and hate
equally conjoined
pain and pleasure
equally groined
dedicated to a set of sealed lips
a mind that is sightless
ok call it blind
god gave woman a heart
thick skinned rind
a heart that is heartless
ok call it unkind
a daggered tongue
that they stab
nice human being like us
from behind
the best of man
his untouched soul
by women purloined
love and hate
equally conjoined
pain and pleasure
equally groined
dedicated to a set of sealed lips
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