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Fr Jaun My God Father My Mentor My Guide

The Beggar Poet Among Giants

We Miss Jeff Lamb .. Marziya And Firoze Shakir

We Are Proud of Our Beggars They Dont Rob The Nation Like Our Leaders Do

The Shia Samurai From Mumbai

The Shia Samurai From Mumbai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,746 items / 1,441,847 views

searching
for hope
in shut eyes
eyelashes
wet that cry
the distressed
soul lets out
a sigh
why why why
cant we see
eye to eye
how could i
own what
is not mine
pain that
pursues
me online
her beauty
her form
divine
away
in the
wastelands
i sit and pine

Slitting The Soul Of Memories

Slitting The Soul Of Memories, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,746 items / 1,441,804 views

that wont leave
the darkness
of my soul
dark as dark
as charcoal
my poetic
angst
that floats
on the back
like a dead fish
in a glass bowl
a part of me
she stealthily
stole a part
without which
i cannot be whole
leaving me in pain
in a hell hole
as my hopes
flow down
a sinkhole
i seek her
through
my cameras
eye hole
up and down
her memories
i scroll
my body is lifeless
she has my controls
she is my systems
console to cause
me pain as long as
i live her cosmic goal

Pain

Pain, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,746 items / 1,441,787 views

is my birthright
my ancestry
my heritage
pain of a poet
born in a cage
pain of a child
pain of a sage
pain of no more
being part of
her web page
she who has
flown away
enraged

pain
overnight
i have aged

The Poet of Doom

I am not a slave of time I have never worn a watch

Jesus Feels Sorry For Me

Jesus Feels Sorry For Me, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

he knows
what i am
going through
he knows
how my poets
heart she slew
what was left
out of a window
she threw
doomed deleted
from my world
she withdrew
a warrior queen
goddess
loved by
a shia hindu
poetic justice
but true
jesus tells
wait
one day
she will
come back
to you
a lifetime
friend
all new

जय जय महाराष्ट्र माझा, गर्जा महाराष्ट्र माझा

जय जय महाराष्ट्र माझा, गर्जा महाराष्ट्र माझा, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. रेवा वरदा, कृष्ण कोयना, भद्रा गोदावरी
एकपणाचे भरती पाणी मातीच्या घागरी
भीमथडीच्या तट्टांना या यमुनेचे पाणी पाजा
जय जय महाराष्ट्र माझा ...

भीती न आम्हा तुझी मुळी ही गडगडणार्‍या नभा
अस्मानाच्या सुलतानीला जवाब देती जीभा
सह्याद्रीचा सिंह गर्जतो, शिवशंभू राजा
दरीदरीतून नाद गुंजला महाराष्ट्र माझा

काळ्या छातीवरी कोरली अभिमानाची लेणी
पोलादी मनगटे खेळती खेळ जीवघेणी
दारिद्र्याच्या उन्हात शिजला, निढ़ळाच्या घामाने भिजला
देशगौरवासाठी झिजला
दिल्लीचेही तख्त राखितो, महाराष्ट्र माझा

Lyricist :Raja Badhe

I Got Fucked On My Own Terms

Some Poets Live In The Dark

Some Poets Live In The Dark, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

lives
sordid stark
on their foreheads
they carry a lovers mark
barefeet in the park
poets were not part
of noahs ark
the did not swim float
they just walked
their pulpy souls
the devil stalked

She Has Moved Away

Where Am I

Where Am I, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

doomed
deleted
sweet and nice
she hides herself
from my eyes
all those
promises
all those lies
the soul yearns
the spirit cries
as time flies
broken dreams
broken wings
the poet dies
bequeathing
a hell half
the price
of paradise

Laut Ke Aa

Laut Ke Aa, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

the search continues
for my missing muse
heart breaking news

My Magic Wand Cant Bring Her Back

My Magic Wand Cant Bring Her Back, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.
she gave
me the sack
she wont
be back
i search for her
like a needle
in a haystack
please come back
the hidden notes
missing track

Copy Cats .Hijacking The Muslim Niqab

Pani Puriwala Ab Sirf Pani Milata Hai

Pani Puriwala Ab Sirf Pani Milata Hai, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,749 items / 1,441,490 views

pehle ka
lotewala taste
ab nahi ata hai
sach much
panipuri ka
pehla
jaisa
luft yad
ata hai
woh kharand
woh lajawab
lote ka maza
lautaieye
hame phir se
apne pasina
apna peshab
dal kar
pani puri
khilayie ye

please hamari
duniya main
bahar laie ye

The Beggar Hijras Juhu Signal

The Rise And Fall Of The Beggar Poet

The Rise And Fall Of The Beggar Poet, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

out
on the street
waiting for
a glimmer
of hope
but on
her dead heart
no scope
she gave me
enough rope
mismatched
horoscope
with my crazy rant
she could not cope

Shaiz Khan

Shaiz Khan, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

What Can The Beggar Poet Ask

What Can The Beggar Poet Ask, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

forgiveness
nothing else
friendship
with a cats
smell
if heaven
is separation
i d rather
live in hell

I Was One Fine Day Dumped In The Recycling Bin

I Was One Fine Day Dumped In The Recycling Bin, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. failing
in love with
a warrior queen
goddess
was my
mortal sin
out and in
on a spin
a pain
within

I Have Lost My Dreams On The Internet

I Have Lost My Dreams On The Internet, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

they came
touched me
lit my way
than moved
fleetingly
far away
lips sealed
wont say

Dhirubhai of Advocate Tailors

Dhirubhai of Advocate Tailors, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,723 items / 1,441,348 views

He is a man I respect the most in my tailoring fraternity and he reminds me of my Dad who was respectfully called Shakir Master .

Perhaps I see my dad in him , but he is a sober man cultured and humble unlike my dad who was colorful robust and a hardcore romantic , my dad was good looking in a rakish way.

Dhirubhai is a simple man , in the trade since 1963 his clientele is intact and keeps growing from one generation to the next though sadly Dhirubhai is the last of his generation , as his children all well settled are million light years away from tailoring.

His two daughters are well settled in United States of America, they call him every day , his daughter Geeta lives with him to serve him , though she is married and well settled too in Mumbai Ghatkopar.

His one son Ravi moved to Ahmedabad and the other son my dear friend is a doctor , the only Hindu doctor with the la…

Happy Maharashtra Day Unhappy Dry Day Happy Sunday

Happy Maharashtra Day Unhappy Dry Day Happy Sunday, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,720 items / 1,441,348 views


the greatest
mockery
on any feast day
or during election voting
counting votes time
by the way
is a eponymous
venomous dry day
when they lock up the
bars restaurants wine shops
throw the keys away
but dont worry every street corner
near yacht janta deepa it is easily
available they say as a parcel take away
even if the contents are nakli you are a bewda
you will fuckin drink it anyway i have gone
through the vicious cycle of alcoholism
it ran in my bloodstream every day,,
but hafta corruption scam is in our blood
how will it ever go away so bewda joints addas
call the dry day their all saints day
they pay get away...counterfeit booze zindabad
on the highway nothing more to add or say
games that our ministers play...holding
our balls at ranson..from the system
you just cant get away..


from a reformed teetotaler to the bewda a Happy Maharashtra Day..keep…

How Could You Do This To Me

How Could You Do This To Me, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,698 items / 1,441,284 views


silence kills
her silence
a sweet
bitter pill
on a slow fire
the poets heart
liver spleen
she grilled
her last wish
executed
brilliantly
finished
before
she caught
the last train
home vanished
never to be seen
or heard again
from her world
he was duly
banished
poetry passion
pain pathos
anguish
lament
languish
piping
hot garnished
haleem
served
as her favorite
dish
to her 3 little bears
stout stocky fattish

warrior queen
goddess
arrogant conceited
pompous
proud selfish
choked the life
of a poetic
pristine
friendship
her kohl
laden dewy eyes
her Cleopatra nose
her gazelle like neck
her pout her pillow lips
arched curvy eyebrows
sensuous luscious
finger tips holding
a cat o none tails
the back of the poet
she horsewhipped
tight lipped his heart
from his body
she ripped
the rest of the
gory details
i have duly
skipped

but i believe
his blood
with relish
in a wine glass
she sipped
her divine…

On The Accidental Death Of A Beggar Poet

On The Accidental Death Of A Beggar Poet, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,573 items / 1,440,913 views

morbidity
blood tears and sweat
he came under
the karmic wheels
of her car died
as he had lived
on the internet
his lifes last
sunset
he leaves
his mark
on the
soul of poetry
a positive spam
in her debt
his number
on her hand set
finally
his poems
have found
an outlet
beyond
the abyss
of her toilet
unflushed
emotions
she wont
forget
jab we met
bad karma
deleted
doomed
bad kismet

khuda hafiz
alvida
rest in peace
beggar poet
its better to have loved and lost
than not to have loved at all
she sighed showed her regret
a debauched moment
his madness his craziness
she will soon forget

Whip lashed

Whip lashed, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,572 items / 1,440,907 views

the lashes
continue
they wont stop
blood trickles
like rain drops
on a window pane
of the back
non stop
a fiddler
on the rooftop
serenading
the soul of silence
dark gloomy
backdrop
a wordsmith
in a rusty
dingy workshop
emotions
evolving
revolving
going flippity flop

I Lost It

I Lost It, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1. 182,571 items / 1,440,892 views

for a few
seconds
she was
in my hands
a dove
a bird of
paradise
bluish white
than she felt
choked
suffocated
she took flight
i am still
holding a
part of her
in my hands
airtight
my darkening
mornings
my lightning
nights
in my mind
out of sight
wrong and right
spectral light
shadows
highlights
with a sword
of silence
my soul
she smites