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The Last Journey Salman Rizvi

The Last Journey Salman Rizvi, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. at peace
with himself
in a garden
he sleeps
back to nature
memories
that weep
death
only
skin deep
bringing
to an end
a poetry of life
in one
clean sweep


his soul awake
his body asleep
last journey salman rizvi
a promise to keep

The Dark Page of Romance

The Dark Page of Romance, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. i met her by chance
was lost in the wilderness
a poets last stance
a line of destruction
i dare not advance
the hypnotic power
in her masked glance
euphoric emotions
my misery enhance
on the soul of
my misfortune
a tandav
a deathly dance

Marooned On An Island of Despair

Marooned On An Island of Despair, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 124,272 items / 869,895 views

wave after wave
of misfortune
hitting her
relentlessly
marooned
a boat
in mid sea
ill fated to
hers souls
poverty
her child
makes life
living
a challenge
on an island
of despair
a reluctant
refugee
hiding her face
from the maker
not to shame him
by her penury
tears tricking
down her face
on the starched
face
of humanity
i shot her
she shot me
i was as much
a beggar
taking
her picture
down
on my knees
only on cyberspace
you will find beggars
such as these
images
that in their
stillness freeze
a chaotic world
searching
'for elusive peace

Thank You Fred Miller

Thank You Fred Miller, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. Fred is a Poona boy now settled in Friendswood Texas..a self made man , a great humanitarian , incorrigible blogger like me a cloister poet better than me ..
This picture is me waiting for Fred and Glenn to arrive at our favorite haunt Leopold Cafe and Bar since 1871

He has written something about me I share with all of you..

Elegy for an Undead Person of Interest

This is for Firoze Shakir, the noted Sufi-inspired Poet, Blogger,
Flogger (yes, he flogs himself) and Pho-togger of the dark
side of Humanity. The one who unerringly refers to himself
as 'Bollywood's Most Wanted' and 'Photographer No.1'.
As he approaches the sixth decade of his life he has begun to
increasingly ponder on that extraordinary life and what it
might mean if he is gone and forgotten by all including the
media and his long list of followers and friends on the Social
Networks he haunts at all hours. I responded via email that I
would…

I Wont Be Tagging People At Facebook Anymore

I Wont Be Tagging People At Facebook Anymore, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 124,271 items / 869,889 views

nothing personal
just common sense
a breeze that came
in late
through
my minds
creaky door
no secrets to tell
cant go back
to sleep
locked out
from
her minds
boudoir
she has
switched
off her
mobile phone
across the shore
she is not
what she was
like before
speechless in gaza
totally unsure
so in memory
of a lost moment
i have decided
i wont be
tagging
people
at facebook
anymore
she who
is younger
than me
my mentor

peut etre
je ne connais pas
a bitter sweet pill
called amour
wherefore art thou
just
blood sweat and gore

Falling In Love is as Confusing as This

Falling In Love is as Confusing as This, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. She who has locked me out

The Hand

The Hand, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. that has
touched
humanity
with
a click of
a mouse
the hand
fires
within
my soul
cannot douse
the hand
searching
for her
heart
that is
my house
the hand
that has
made
her go silent
without
any grouse
the hand
within
the soul of her
poetry
in a jail
house

life is nothing
but a road
paved with
petals of shards
out of a
whorehouse

The Poet Shot By Laurent Salesse

Cafe Leopold Colaba

Cafe Leopold Colaba, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. The Leopold Cafe is a large and popular restaurant and bar[1] on Colaba Causeway, in the Fort area of Mumbai, India, located across from the Colaba Police station.[2][3]

It was one of the first sites attacked during the November 2008 Mumbai attacks.[4] The cafe was mentioned extensively in the novel Shantaram.[5]

Founded in 1871 by Iranis, it first started out as a wholesale oil store, and over the years has variously been a restaurant and store, and restaurant and pharmacy.[1][6] Today it is a multi-cuisine restaurant with a bar on the first level, and serves cuisines like, Indian, Western, Chinese, South American, etc., and beer and alcohol.[7]
[edit] November 2008 terror attacks

The cafe was an early site of gunfire and grenade explosions during the 2008 Mumbai attacks by terrorists. The restaurant was extensively damaged during the attacks. Gunmen sprayed the restaurant with bullets and there were blood stains…

Yes She Is a Figment of My Mind

Yes She Is a Figment of My Mind, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. a figure
a form
ethereal
kind
yes
she
is
a figment
of my mind
she is there
in a frame
far behind
history
running
through
her veins
she
loves
mankind
our paths
crossed
that the lord
divined
two rivers
of life
crisscross
combined
when i close
my eyes
in the corridor
of my consciousness
her silhouette
i find
as reflected
remorse
a pain
outlined

Laurent Salesse And Me At Cafe Leopold

Laurent Salesse And Me At Cafe Leopold, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. This is my new set at Flickr , it is a day spent in the company of my dear photo journalist friend from France Laurent Salesse.


We had met in 2007 during Ashura in Lucknow , I had scourged my back the night before so the wounds being deep had only worn a scarf , and Salesse shot my back and my mother in laws house Imambada too.

I was fasting and Laurent too walked with me from Nakhas up to Talkatore ki Karbala , than he disappeared in the crowds , we never met after that till he arrived in Mumbai on Sunday and invited me to Cafe Leopold .

From Cafe Leopold I walked with him through Colaba Causeway to my mothers house at Strand Cinema , Laurent and I chatted for a long time.. but would not eat anything at all.
later my brother Firdaus dropped him at his hotel and I took a train back from Churchgate to Bandra.

Laurent has shot Pakistan extensively, Amarnath Yatra, and Kailash Mansrovar..He wanted …

She Is A Figment of My Mind

She Is A Figment of My Mind, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. an arrow
hit my chest
my soul
it did pierce
blood splattered
over my
consciousness
no end
to my tears
she is a figment
of my mind
my fate
interlinked
to sorrow
i fear
from
a torturous path
of her thoughts
accidentally
i endeared
an arrow
that now
appears
like a bleeding
spear
says my
poetic instinct
from the unknown zone
of her speechlessness
cosmic poet stay clear
sounds like ripples
acoustically accusing
her ears
she is deaf
mute but
not dumb
her hypnotic
heartbeats
she overhears

These Are Sharp Shooters Of The Press

These Are Sharp Shooters Of The Press, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. each one
shooting fame
grandeur glory
seconds of sweet
success
yes also
being shot
by a photo blogger
in a crazy dress
who shoots
beggars
hijras
slum life
street life
dreamless
in distress
raw emotions
in a mess
through
poetry
as pictures
their pain
he tries
to express
at flickr
Facebook
Twitter
Blogspot
Google buzz
Word press
life's barrenness
nothing else
to impress
just
bitterness
more or less
life is a game
of chess
knocking
at her door
she gave me
a wrong address
she is a figment
of my mind
nevertheless
a cybernetic chimera
i can neither
touch or caress

Shooting Fame and Fortune

Shooting Fame and Fortune, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. time
is money
opportune
to life
on the streets
to beggars
to pain
they are
immune
totally
out of tune
so god
created
a photo blogger
out of a cocoon
let the media shoot
fame and fortune
stings as extra
additional boon
media power
more powerful
than that of a goon
making a mountains
from a sand dune
the dark side
of the moon
extortion and lampoon
hero no 1
of a cricket
now a mocking cartoon

The Mumbai Media Never Tires

The Mumbai Media Never Tires, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. walking
head over heels
on live wires
this is media barons
money making
power generating
empire
blood sucking
sting biting
vampire
turns truth
into lies
lies into truth
where there
is no smoke
media lights
a bonfire
many a film
they inspire
put the heat on
any one
they desire
raise anyone
to the top
they admire
breaking news
like non stop
gunfire
shooting them
from the back
a blogger
in a crazy
attire
watching
them
shooting
aditya raj kappor
jackie shroff
flash bulbs
going
haywire
between
media
blogosphere
a no mans land
barbed wire


the mumbai media never tires
a shelf life that never expires