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before you wake up
from a deleted dream
your world is gone
first you were a poet
as a dickhead you
are metamorphosed
reborn pain as porn
the dusky dewy dawn
anguish lets out a yawn
stoic wooden and withdrawn
An imaginary figment of a beggar poets broken dreams and poetry of pain.. written on the tombstone of dead friendship..
without a muse poetry would be dead...with tears we keep the pain alive...even when she along with her consort uses the butchers knife...what has age got to do with poetic love...or human strife..
Thanks ...its first time in my life someone is writing poems on me ..I feel good ..
words embarked on
a soul of wood
feeling goody goody good
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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
Monday, May 9, 2011
Love Is Nothing But A Con
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Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
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Dargah of Hazrat Syed Ali Mira Datar Unava Gujrat , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. HAZRAT SYED ALI MIRA DATAR'S G...