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in search of water

in search of water, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
as the throat
gets parched
thirsty..mother
earth feverish
her body gets
hotter and hotter
from within her
embroiled pain
she calls forth
her daughter
gange..thus
dreams
the potter
into the throes
of the mountains
cutting a path
he bought her

The Pain Of The Marathi Manoos

The Pain Of The Marathi Manoos, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. by her own people used and abused pain inter fused..
uneducated untouchable illiterate lowest of the low
held in the deathly clasp of her cosmic destiny
a path she must choose ,,beg to survive from
one day to another ..time watches her amused
goddess mahalaxmi her patron her guardian
protects her ..from further harm in gratitude

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride

If wishes were horses, beggars would ride, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. wikipedia

"If wishes were horses, beggars would ride" is an English language proverb and nursery rhyme, originating in the 16th century, which is usually used to suggest that it is useless to wish and that better results will be achieved through action. It has a Roud Folk Song Index number of 20004.

Common modern versions include:
If wishes were horses
Beggars would ride:
If turnips were bayonets
I would wear one by my side.[1]
Origin[edit]

The first recognisable ancestor of the rhyme was recorded in William Camden's (1551–1623) Remaines of a Greater Worke, Concerning Britaine, printed in 1605, which contained the lines: "If wishes were thrushes beggers would eat birds".[2] The reference to horses was first in James Carmichael[disambiguation needed]'s Proverbs in Scots printed in 1628, which included the lines: "And if wishes were horses, pure [poor] men wald ride&qu…

allah ke nam par de

allah ke nam par de, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. teri
zindagi
sukhi rahe
unko saya
teri hifazat
aur nigrani
main buri
ghadi se
bachata
rahe ,,
tere har
kam pura
kare malik
tere biwi
bacchon
ko har bure
waqt se
bachata
rahe ..
tere bagh
baghica
ghar dwar
par khushiyan
bichata rahe

so the clink of a coin
on the soul of the
beggar bowl ...pain
seeping through a
hole ..lifeless
humanity out of
control.. to be or
not to be in this
god given man
made hell hole
this mans soul
his poetry of
life i stole

Woh dil hi kiya jo tere milne ki dua na kare Main tujh ko bhool ke zinda rahoon Khuda na kare

Woh dil hi kiya jo tere milne ki dua na kare Main tujh ko bhool ke zinda rahoon Khuda na kare, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Rahega pyar mera tere saath zindagi bankar
Yeh aur baat meri zindagi wafa na kare

Yeh theek hai nahi marta koi judai se
Khuda kisi ko kisi se magar juda na kare

Agar wafa par bharosa rahe na duniya ko
To koi shakhs mohabbat ka hausla na kare

Suna hai usko mohabbat Duayein deti hain
Jo dil pe chot to khaye magar gila na kare

Bujha diya hai naseebo ne mere pyar ka chand
Koi diya meri palko pe ab jala na kare

Zamana dekh chuka hai parakh chuka hai use
'Deewana' jaan se jaye magar iltija na kare

sourced from the net

i gave him 100 bucks

i gave him 100 bucks, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
he held the money
with his toe wished
me good luck..
he said life sucks
waiting to get
away from here
this listless world
on a platform of
pain i am stuck..
people pity me
those deathly
nights killing
bedbugs ,, with
my feet ..running
a muck..to
my fucked fate
i was just a
sitting duck

only beggars know what beggars feel

only beggars know what beggars feel, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. behind this
beggar surely
lies the fleeting
soul of his mother
a thought reveals
a few coins for
the next meal
as a photographer
his soul his pain
to share with others
i did steal...a single
frame a moving reel
hand less caught
in the spokes of
the cosmic wheel

Jesus Bleeds Again..

Jesus Bleeds Again.., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
in bandra
the authorities
that be are
bent on
hurting
the sense
sensibility
of the christian
community
once again
demanding
threatening
hope humanity
they who cant
remove hawkers
from the street
illegally selling
their wares want
to remove crosses
age old relics of proven
ancestry...mind
games played by
a biased municipality
over and over again
repeatedly ,, breaking
walls to widen bandra
hill road ..st josephs
convent on the widened
road now has shops
ironically ,,making
big bucks unofficially
jesus bleeds his
children bleed
continuously ...
please use the right
to reject button to
teach a lesson to
those who rule
arbitrarily ..
inhumanly ,,
as a muslim
educated in
a convent
school , children
grandchildren
product of bandra
it hurts me too
undoubtedly

leave the crosses alone
bring good governance
better law and order
let this be your agenda
priority..control prices
of onions dont make
the common man cry
uncontrollabl…

Marziyas Fish Tank

The Dreamer...

The Dreamer..., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I have a very large 35 year old collection of books on poetry literature and photography.. that wife wants me to get rid off.. I dont know in what condition they are , most of the books I paid a bomb , collectors items etc..

Than I have over 500 negs slides that wife wants out of her life.. this was my earliest tryst with photography .. a lot of salon prints all old memories ..

I told her I will sell the stuff through OLX and give the money to children of prostitutes at Peela House Red Light area through my contacts there..

There is much to be done and time is to short ,, I passed the red light area while going to CP Tank but was too weak to get off and meet the few commercial workers hijras I know..

And I did not carry my camera ...

Najjo - Nerjis Asif Shakir

Najjo - Nerjis Asif Shakir, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. Nerjis is a clairvoyant ,,,she kept telling Dada a bird is dead , I refused to believe her ,,,and the birds cage is high up in the balcony and while cleaning there was a bird dead in the nesting box I removed ..

Than again after some days she said Dada a bird is dead .. I took her seriously ,,,but found a dead bird in the cage the following morning ,,

However I have stopped taking her out completely because of dengue and viral fever in the air , I am recovering just come back from various tests including my diabetes ..

My third grand child Zinnia is in in Hyderabad with her parents on a holiday and work is going on at home...the bugs have not shown up last night ..