Monday, October 15, 2012

Man Made Women Called Hijras ..I Shoot


broken branches
barren fruits
withered soul
depleted roots
a pain i capture
as a silhouette
tonally mute
husky musky
not at all cute
sometimes
beggars
sometimes
dancing girls
sometime
street prostitutes
powdered faces
beneath the surface
dust and soot
the horny traveler
comes and loots
sexually transgressed
poor destitute

My hijra poems , my hijra blogs major bulk of my hijra documentary is not for public view ..

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