The World of the Beggar Hijra Is a Prison Without Lights, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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the gnawing
in the stomach
fucked future
never bright
doomed destiny
the hijra
black and white
desaturated
deleted hope
broken wings
in flight
once born
from the soul of eternity
she fell from a great height
burnt roasted tanduri nights
shadow boxing her alter ego
every second she fights
a threadless orphan kite
cut by chinese manja
clinging to a live wire
of an electrical pole
what a sorry sight
the hijra is a poem
incomplete
neither head nor tail
neither this nor that
a failed poetic plight
misfortune the hijras
stamped sealed
birthright vacuous
airtight the hijra
a dark somber
shadow from
the other side
of midnight
a cosmic tragedy
the hijra
every butcher
in society
loves
to smite
her flesh
exotic
for those
with libidinous
lecherous
appetite
fuck
them free
all night
flammable
so easy
to ignite
all that glitters is not gold a picture i shot as a poem to rewrite a silhouette on my soul unites
