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on the other
of her bed
tree of words
in his head
down the path
in the front
love is crap
over they fled
hearts stone dead
would not wed
a good friend
even if he
cut his head
even if he
a winding sheet
by a poet
in his dream
on his deathbed
when he awoke
strands of her hair
lay on his bedspread
Monday, April 18, 2011
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He had a lot of order .. from people who hit shoes at politicians but after one politician forgave his shoe hurling assailant business has stopped..
He is also scared the Jan Lok Pal bill would be his death knell no scams no corruption no pelting shoes..
The rebels in Libya had placed an order but it got canceled ..
He has got an order from Bahrain but the shoes are to be pelted at Saudi Arabia someone sent him the tweet..
And I am now empty like a drunken wine bottle all the fizz has gone as I lie outside the old shop shop.. a few kids come kick me around .. I am so badly cracked that I dont break.
He Is A Bhaiyya Paying The Price For One Mans Stupid Mistake, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
He closed down his pani puri stall now sells fruits he has to survive he said..and he does not want to go back to UP make statues in the hot burning sun he said..
If instead of statues those at the helm created opportunities jobs he would have not come to Mumbai..in the first place.
He misses his wife and children.
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from a dark
it was raw
it was the
a wrong bloke
it was dark
the last time
it was 10 Dec
a camel s
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Nothing personal I thought of deactivating my account at Facebook for personal reasons and going away into the wilderness of the wastelands of outer space ,,, on the internet..
This is my love hate relationship with Facebook when storms come in great force after calm.. being mystic a dreamer a romantic a Sufi poet of pain and no redemption it takes a heavy toll that is why I never gave in to the temptation of my Facebook chat I type with a single finger of damaged crooked hand and a damaged mind , my mind is a house of a lesser god with stained window panes and they get hit when the poet in my unbinds himself from the poetry of Prometheus and falls in love with spectral beauties.. illusory imaginary surreal...
And so I wont be accessing Facebook .. wont answer messages wont add friends please bear with me in my solitary confinement.in short I am unhooking myself from Facebook unless I am destined to return by the power of a greater god of the internet.
In case you need to contact me than e mail me at email@example.com or my Flickr inbox..fuck dont send me spam I am officially in mourning over a dead weight loss of hopes and illusions..
The Sacrificial Shia Goat
i too am
me by a cover
not the entire
'the river bend
a poet she spooks
she in her
me in my nook
oh how did
i ever get
caught in her net
line sinker bait
i played by ear
a lyrical note
my text book
my fucked fate
by the horns
from the hearts
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What is your name?
Beggar poet Firoze Shakir
How old are you?
56 I am bad with numbers
When is your birthday? or which zodiac sign do you belong to?
10 Dec 1954 Sagittarius
Where do you live ?
Bandra Mumbai India
Do you have siblings? How many?
7 - 3 sisters 4 brothers
What is your favorite food ?
khichda ay bhendi bazar bohri mohalla
What is your favorite drink?
black tea my passion my pathos my poetry
What is your favorite color?
black saffron bhagwa
Who is your best friend?
Dr Glenn Losack MD Manhattan New York
What is your favorite book?
Last Temptation of Jesus Christ Kazantzakis
What is the best thing that has ever happened to you?
I became a grand father of a child prodigy Marziya Shakir
What is the most embarrassing moment of your life?
Ending up at a wrong wedding but blessed the couple moved out..
What is your biggest regret in life?
Falling in love on the internet the poetry drama of my life.. than being washed ashore back home..
If you had one word to describe yourself , what would it be?
Follower of Ali And Hussain
Which is your favorite dessert?
Ice cream though I am a diabetic
Which is your dream car/bike?
I dont have money to buy one.. I am always broke..story of my life.. I prefer walking cabs ricksha
and public transport
If you could travel to anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Only India .. I have yet not seen the Golden Temple Somnath Junagadh Kashmir , Hardwar and you need many lives to see all the colors of India.
What is the worst relationship you have ever been in?
Employee for half the period of my life..I could not take orders I became my own boss
What is your favorite past time?
Shooting the streets and sharing it on the internet as blogs and poetry .. you know it dont you ..
Where do you see yourself in the next five years?
In the Himalayas as a Fakir I was born mystic..but I cant become a Godman..
Woh Izzo Manto Shaho Woh Zillo Manto Shah Ho
What is your goal in life?
To be Human live let others live
What have been the most important decisions in your life?
giving up a rich job and becoming a poor entrepreneur..
If there is one thing that you could change from the past,
what would that be?
My alcoholism that destroyed me my kids my family ..I am a teetotaler almost 15 years now.
Are you a night owl or a morning person?
When you blog there is no time or space .. just you your beloved and the poetry of her life
What is the one physical feature that you get complimented
on most often?
My hands only because of the chunky rings bracelet and my bare assed barefeet
What are the 5 most important things in your life?
Truth Justice Equality Harmony Freedom respecting other peoples faith and religious customs traditions..
What is the funniest thing that has ever happened to you?
I am sometimes taken for a beggar even when I am with my wife .. marriage makes you a beggar anyway you are stuck at one door for a lifetime.. believe me ..marriage destroyed the soul of humanity and gave birth to divorce , the alimony the crooked marriage counselor who gets to hump the unhappy woman free and the lawyer runs away with the clients wife.. after cutting a deal with her.. be singe be happy ..
Who is your most favorite person in the world?
Hussain Ya Hussain
What three things would you take with you to an island?
my broken dreams my broken soul my broken wings
wish you had asked me instead 3 things I would not take on an island .. it would be my wife my children and my work,...
What is your worst dating experience?
I showed her what she did not want to see .. she wanted me to be her friend I was hot humid sensuously horny to say the least and that is the way god made me and many others like me why blame man for the original sin .. it was the woman on the island who opened up first this is my story of the Genesis .. with due apologies to Adam and Eve..
What would you choose: love or friendship?
Ok Friendship with man and love with a woman.. both have their rewards .. friendship with woman means you get only principle amount, love means you get her with accumulative compound interest.
I hate woman friends they leave you the moment they get a friendly lover.
Would you rather have money or fame?
Even God cant do without money.. fame is fine in India you get it for scams corruption milking the country dry or becoming a Minister ...so I will stick to money pay back my creditors all of them and take the road to Nirvana to the Himalayas.
Who would you like to be for a day?
A beggar a real beggar fee his poetry his pain his pathos his fucked dreams gone sour.
What is the craziest thing you've ever done?
Worn a full face covered hijab gone to work and not paid a fine .. but it was my protest against state sponsored hate of Muslims by Sarkozy and his culture goons worse than the culture police of Saudi Arabia and Iran.The Hijab too has a fundamental right to live as a dress of modesty.. and a persons individual choice.
What is your greatest fear?
Becoming a rich man overnight it would destroy the soul of my poetry my photography and my poverty...
Do you sing/dance in the bathroom?
I do what any normal male doesin the bathroom when he gets over excited reading the newspaper on the toilet seat of wisdom.. nowadays papers cant sell without women in skimpy clothes and this where it hurts when the French man says Ban the Hijab..
If the Frenchmans wife was in a hijab she would not lust for her the step son of her husband you know what I mean I dont want my face smashed with a Presidential seal of Liberté, égalité, fraternité.
What is your father like?
He was a clone of Mr Raj Kapoor he passed away leaving his dreams behind, but he is lucky he sleeps with my mother next to her grave by his side , some people are lucky in Death too.
What would you do if you were invisible?
Undo the mistakes I made .. the people I hurt and above all creep into her bedroom and make love to her.. drive her crazy .. killing her softly with my song..you posed the question not me..
Should Obama have won the Nobel Prize?
I dont know but this year it will go to Mr Anna Hazare of India Against Corruption Jai Ho
If you could bring back one person from the dead, who would it be?
* thats a tough one .
But yes Mahatama Gandhi Jinnah Nehru Mountbatten and see India Pakistan united as one Country One People One Ideology of Love Above all things ..so now you know why they call me a brain fucked dreamer ..
Make sure the questionnaire you give to the next guy is your lover and not your friend..
I could write a poem it would be inappropriate as you have not posed it as a question.
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did go wrong
a beggar poet
to your world
does not belong
it was time for
him to shed
the temporary files
in the recycling bin
a mystic his journey
dreams that on
shores of doomed
all night long
is not easy
for the weak
i could not
so i decided
on the mound
i am a
drop of silence
i cant meet
you are a lyrical
note i cant be
Bulleh-a aashiq hoyiyon Rabb da, Hoai Malamat Lakh
Tenon Kafir Kafir aakhdey, toon aaho aaho aakh
I am not in sorrow nor in joy,
Neither in clean nor unclean.
I am not water, I am not earth,
I am not fire, I am not air.
Says Bulla, who knows who I am!
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invites him to india
see peace hope humanity
we are rich in values
or each others culture
our path to freedom
our collective destiny
amazing a dress
worn by Muslims
but the white mans
under the guise
all in name
in the Bastille
your captive soul
is held in captivity
Long live France
Long live the Republic
Under Mr Sarkozy
I was walking home from work, and I was barefeet , I put out my hand towards the sengwala , he is a guy known to me this young guy , assumed that I was begging he immediately told the sengwala to give me seng for Rs 5 ,I politely refused I let him think I was a bawa beggar , but he put a promise on me of his head so I took the packet of seng..
So stories happen , and when I pulled my camera form my bag to take this shot he still thought I was a mystic beggar..
Yeh Hai Mumbai Meri Jan..
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In the history of the world will be known as the only French Emperor who battled victoriously against the greatest evil , the greatest weapon of destruction , the greatest atom bomb, the greatest curse greater the the AIDS virus yes Sarkozy grappled wrestled with bare hands and bough the hijab under his governments control,,,and with this one act he has saved France from getting Islamified ..
Long Live France 'Long Live Sarkozy
Long Live Liberté, égalité, fraternité
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Suraj goes to school and on his return takes care of his uncles provision store in the slums , he does this sincerely so his uncle can rest for a few hours..
Of late there is a serious shortage of water in the slums fights quarrels and sounds of anger with a fucked system of living and unliving.
Suraj likes me a lot because I take his pictures he gives me a chakli , he knows I am a diabetic, I wish his family Hari Om every time I pass this way twice in a day.
I Walk On Water - Gutter Waters of Poetic Faith, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
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I walk barefeet and the slums is the short cut, though it is horrendously wet and slippery , through a tiny by path , only for one man I squeeze in to reach out through a row of houses and come out to the gates of Shree Daya Sagar Hanuman Mandir and the Satghare Ram Mandir.
Cutting through De Monte street Chinchpokli road I exit out at Bandra Hill Road I went to Carter Road shot Damir and Zlatko Croatian street musicians and took a rick till Jimmes Kitchen walking barefeet home ..
At home I wash my feet and scrub it with a weaver birds nest..soap no antiseptic ..and in Chennai Ajmer Hussain Tekri Jaorah I traveled without footwear .. kissing the ground with my barefeet..and the toughest barefeet walk is walking with Jesus Christ and shooting the 14 stations of the cross , which begins at 9.30 am in the morning at Sacred Heart Church and ends at Vakola by 5 pm..
It is a journey a walk that I undertake to share the pain of my Christian friends and in a small way I try to pay back for my Convent education , my upbringing by shooting this event and sharing it world wide..this is a pledge I honor to Christ and the Holy Spirit.
And strengthen my own faith in my beliefs in my Shia heritage and my love of Imam Hussain..
Yes Hussain is Humanity..I dont parrot the words but relive them by shooting the faith of the Hindu friends too..
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hook line sinker
to be cut
on her plate
a smelly fish
in the waters
of the internet
hard to get
she wont forget
it gets my words
make her upset
a heart for let
my wordsmith 's
i will always
be in her debt
as golden sunsets
without much ado
or regret nervous
scared of her
threat a gun
on my head
jab we met
Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
Ek Shahenshah Ne Banake Yeh Haseen Tajmahal Ham Gareebon Ki Mohabbat Ka Udaya Hai Mazak.. , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Fli...