Necessity Is An Ingredient An Asshole Wont Invent, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
creative juices
keep flowing
upsurge of words
crisscrossed all bent
within the soul
of pedestrian poetry
lies the line of my descent
my karma riding the back
of a white elephant
to my shop he sent
hastily painted black
to a large extent
my destiny iron ore
mixed with blood cement
necessity an ingredient
an asshole wont invent
the birth of marziya
was a blessed event
he gave me
in a beggars bowl
my sons gift
as my present
