Monday, August 13, 2012

Beggar Boy Shot By Nerjis Asif Shakir 1 Year Old On Canon 60D Assisted By Me

the camera destroyed the soul of my poetry


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i hate what
i shoot
a 4 legged
human
crawling
on her feet
i watch
her sad
soullessly
soundlessly
mute as she
perhaps a
mother a sister
a daughter
licks another
 mans boots
a branch
of a tree
fallen fruit
her fate
covered
in humanly
 soot
a withered
root
time flagrantly
comes stealthily
loots you need
to be a beggar
poet to understand
the pain of a destitute
the lyrics of slow
death from funereal
flute ...its better to
die beg than end up
on the same street
as a prostitute

Shree Balasaheb Thackeray ..Hirdaysamrat One India No Jatpat

Shree Uddhavji And I Have The Same Guru Late Prof BW Jatkar

Ham aap k seenay pe to Matam nahe kartay???

Kehtay hain baray fakhar se hum gham nahe kartay…

Matam ki sada suntay hain matam nahi kartay…

Woh log bhala samjhein gey kya Ramz-e-Shahadat…

Jo Eid to kartay hain Moharram nahe kartay…

Keon aap ka dill jalta hai? keon jalta hai seena???

Ham aap k seenay pe to Matam nahe kartay???

I Am Dead Meat Now Back On Sale at Facebook After 11 Months



she slaughtered me
skinned me she had
a grouse with my
beggars laptop
my needy mouse
fires of love
onesided in my
case i could
not douse
back on
facebook
my passion
dysfunctional
my fragmented
libido poetically
i shall massage
to arouse
deleted doomed
lost found
i have nothing
but incomplete
genius
left to browse
her cleopatra nose
her swan like neck
her arched
eyebrows
fruits of her
loom a laden bough
a friendship request
she may ignore
or perhaps allow
feline turpitude
her catty miaows
her form
body clinging
in a gypsy tiered
skirt her lacy blouse
on her birthday
this present
to be her silent
admirer
i take a vow
my love
my destiny
my head
bowed
lonely
single
in a crowd
a beggar poet
embalmed
satiny folds
of a bleeding
shroud
a line
running
on the Venus
of her mound
her page
cannot be
displayed
cannot be
found

I was dead on Facebook since the time she deleted me but than a glimmer of hope brings me back tryst with my beggars destiny on a weeping wall.. no she has not poked me as yet..

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