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her voice
on the phone
she me time
distance
all alone
i had said
to myself
i am hooked
flesh
sinew
bone
her throaty
laughter
in muted tone
but than came
a long distance
pause from
human
she turned
to a goddess
in stone
my pleas
my pain
out
of the window
of her heart
into
the dustbin
she has thrown
in a few
days she had
become
wiser
flushed
cheekbones
her ego bloated
over blown
a beggar poet
cursing
the seeds
he had sown
into wretched
weeds they
had grown
out on
the streets
on his own
lost in her
memories
deleted dreams
unknown zone
yes from
the gilded cage
of my poetry
my bul bul has flown
I am street photographer a beggar poet .. I shoot misery cavorting with hope I shoot original content. I am Shia Sufi Hindu all in One
Saturday, May 7, 2011
I Was Hooked The First Day I Talked To Her
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