Monday, November 26, 2007

200 lashes on the Soul of Womanhood


200 lashes on the Soul of Womanhood
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

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If you are a woman and if you are kidnapped
Raped in the car in the city of Riyadh..
Even God can’t save you
As the True God of Humanity
Of Truth Justice Equality
Has migrated to Baghdad
Not wanting to see 200 lashes on
The Soul of
Womanhood by the moralistic police
Of the Saudi Arabian Whip Squad
Allah Ho Akbar
The cry of the Faithful
Allah is Great
Mercy in imprisonment
Behind a faceless façade

Love poetry Hate racism

A STRONG MANS -END


A STRONG MANS -END
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One day he will reach the dead end
Beneath the soil to live among
Earth worm other dead flesh dependant
This puny brainless strongman
Who bullies women poets no end
Out of the gates of poem hunter
Into the wilderness good poets he sends
His life in the here after
Never to transcend
Purgatory an evil poets
Resting place where rules
He won’t bend
His comments to himself
Working on cashless stipend
Along with him midgets
Dwarves, clowns kicking
His unwashed ass
Hell bent
There is some poetic hope
This evil pathetic man if he repents
And respects ladies as ladies and gents as gents
Also remembers that he is not
The owner of poem hunter website
Neither he nor the other
Vociferous vampires
Of the poem hunter forum
Blood sucking bigots
Who pretend

We children of a better god
who take a
pledge of cleansing this site
And our poetic honor to defend

for Arizona Angel...stalk dont run!

Much after I am dead and gone


Much after I am dead and gone
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

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Much after I am dead and gone
From poem hunter membership
Undeleted but withdrawn
A rose by another name also a thorn
Memories and hope of a new dawn
Better poems much better pictures
From Marziya Shakir my granddaughter
who has just been born
from the innocence of her soul
as my fragrance
will be reborn
Mending fences
Joining hearts
This little fawn


dedicated to my son Asif Shakir and wife Arizah

The Black Mans Blood Oath


The Black Mans Blood Oath
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

Those who kick black ass
And take racial pride
I will hit them with my sling
Of a blog words and photo
And God by my side
On the cyber net from
Gods wrath thy cannot hide
They who have made hell
of a poetry website
They poetry’s hardcore pugilists
Who when counter attacked get uptight
God open their clogged hearts
Their blogged farts
Do show them light
That after mournful morning
Comes a bridal night
The agony of being born black
Reading Writing Thinking
In the Language of the White

The Poem Hunter Forum All Whites Club


The Poem Hunter Forum All Whites Club
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As an Indian you can enter the poetic precincts
Of this hallowed All Whites Indian
Head Hunting Club
The centre and all White Poetry hub
As Scullery boy kitchen help
Cleaning the plates, the sink, the wok
The left over of the Thanksgiving Dinner
The whiskey glasses cigarette stubs
After the kitchen work
Poem Hunter forum
Toilet the toilet bowl you
Have to scrub even the
Seminal stains
Floating in the bath tub
And if you do a bad job
Hospitality Head of Kitchen will beat you
And on the wounds salt shall rub
Blonde Matron in charge will cut
Your salary no pecan pie no
Mashed potatoes no jambalaya
No turkey legs for you as grub
Don’t ever try to write
Poetry
On the toilet paper
You will get a snub
But if you must says the
Miserly English gentleman
Also a member of the Lions Club
Who tips a pence
This flub dub says
Write in your language
Later an Australian poet
As his 1000 poem
Will add to his collection
In pure English dub

Poem Hunter Forum Jazz Yatra of Hate


Poem Hunter Forum Jazz Yatra of Hate
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They use your
Posterior as a drum
Hitting the cymbals of both the cheek
Tara Rum Pum Pum
At Poem Hunter Forum
Cacophonic chaos
Clapping hands are their chum
On the face of your poetic
Adversity a hate filled guitar strum
Crooning with your balls
In their mouth as chewing gum
This is poem hunter poetry
A musical jazz yatra
I may sum
Numbers from
Blind faith
Eagles
Jethro Tull
Queen
Nostaligia
As they hum
Musical flair, integrity fair play
Forgotten by
Performing scum
Breath of fetidness
Whiskey vodka and rum
A reefer nailed
To a thumb
A great artist is known for his humility
And not for sodomizing an Indian poets bum

'WELCOME TO CLICK FRAUD POETRY'


'WELCOME TO CLICK FRAUD POETRY'
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Pseudo Poets Racists
Hate comments
Hate messages they defecate
Their opinion about you as a poet
They come and piss
Thinking that you will keep quiet
And give their torture a miss
Simply because they are among
The Top 500 poet’s of Poem hunter
Living in a click fraud bliss
The spam poet much ahead of a better poet
Who languishes in anonymous abyss
These mafia Mafioso poets
That keep racism alive exist
sycophants side kicks
hanger-on’s band leaders
that each others
white ass kiss
But after their defecation
On your poetry
They realize that you
Could hit them back bitterly
And fear the boomerang
Effect of the Law of Nemesis
Than theses cry baby cowards
Use words like “disagree “
Gang up against you
As they know the poem hunter
Administration busy counting
Advertising money
Won’t tell them anything about this
As they too are white
And pretending poetically
In Poem hunter Wonderland
Nothing is amiss

Poem Hunter Forum Poetry Spam Shop


Poem Hunter Forum Poetry Spam Shop
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

photo google images

They the elite of the poem hunter forum
Poetry Spam shop a jetsam flotsam poem reservoir
A lot of poem suppliers to read them no buyers
a recycling shop where even if you tell the truth they
call you an incorrigible liar god alone knows
behind the back of the erstwhile moderator what does not transpire
Lords Ladies pompous poets posing as Squires
Blah Blah Blah poetic product life is such product becomes
stale like a cheese bit
But at our spam shop product shelf life never expires
With hate in their bellies resounding from cybernetic amplifiers
These guardians of Poetry who cut of the balls of their enemies
With sharp comment like hacksaw toothed pliers
Volley after volley their hate filled cannon balls fire
Internet time the only pastime lonely heart desires
Only Whites entrance pass don’t require says
A neon sign colored mind illuminating flyer

A Snowman gone to seed


A Snowman gone to seed
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

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In the winter of his pestilence
This man in a spider’s web
Created to give offence
Prone to outbursts of poetic violence
He because of the erosion of his mind
Has lost his life’s mental balance
He is insecure a born bully, hooligan vigilante
And demonically very dense
With immediate lobotomy
From Poem hunter excess donations
The good part of his cancerous cranium
Can be cleansed

dedicated to those that had to leave...in grief

The Bi -Polar Poet Of Hate


The Bi -Polar Poet Of Hate
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

I don’t need to take his accursed name
As a poet filled with hate for
Arizona angels and unwanted clowns
This conceited bipolar poet
At Poem hunter
His own shadow will denounce
Other people’s poetry he frowns
He is not a racist I reiterate
He does love blacks and browns
He is his biggest enemy
Grounded bound by ropes
Somnolent soporific drugged
By ungodly sounds
This Machiavellian
Monster for the sake of Poetry
Poetry must renounce

The Lords Adoration at St Peters Church Bandra


The Lords Adoration at St Peters Church Bandra
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

Today was the Lords Adoration
Jesus Christ came down to earth
At St Peters Church
A Faith on Rock
He got a big shock
The dwindling flock
The sheep the lamb the goatherds
Were rocking away
At the Temptation Pub
Bandra’s Woodstock
Chock a block
I took Jesus Christ’s picture
And he said aren’t you a poet
I nodded and said
I am a dove among
Eagles and Hawks
A picture a poem
Among photo blogs
Fighting a system
Where rights are
Reserved for Indians and Dogs

Shakir Saved Me


Shakir Saved Me
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

To add creative juices
to your poetry and prose
Go to poem hunter forum
the doors are open
they never ever close
the poetic rhetorics
poetic morose
also visit the grave of a sufi mystic
buried alive with an epitaph
shakir saved me
but he could not save firoze
love poetry hate racism
eternal rest a yawn
he went of to doze

BONK FLICKR BONK


BONK FLICKR BONK
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

Bonk! None of your photos made it. Try again, or return to your photos?
Bonk! None of your photos made it. Try again, or return to your photos?
Bonk! None of your photos made it. Try again, or return to your photos?
Bonk! None of your photos made it. Try again, or return to your photos?

The unending Agony
of Bollywoods Most Wanted Old Monk
trying to upload pictures but flunk
Flickr site behaving drunk
Towards this Indian Photo blogger skunk
a hybrid heady concoction a Shia Sadhu and a Punk
or with the missing stripes of a zedonk
Flick Support treats him like some junk
Bonk Flickr Bonk
Poetic Soul capsized in cyberspace
of a body living in a trunk
poem hunter forum
poetry spam
a thought you cannot debunk
a male organ because
of daily regimen
of masturbation
went out of hand and shrunk

Lords Adoration -2007


Lords Adoration -2007
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1

After a very long time my legs bought me to St Peters Church Bandra where the Lords Adoration mass was in progress, , as before I came her I had gone to the Hospital to see my new born grand daugher Marziya Shakir, daughter of my eldest son Asif Shakir.I shot over 56 pictures and she is my new and finest model.
She was born on Nov 24 2007.

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