I AM A SECRETARY OF FOREIGN REMITTANCE DIRECTOR BOA BANK HERE IN OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA FASO.

I AM A SECRETARY OF FOREIGN REMITTANCE DIRECTOR BOA BANK HERE IN OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA FASO., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Mr.BAHIJ AZAB
BANK OF AFRICA(B.O.A)
OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA-FASO,
WEST AFRICA.

Dear Friend,

I know that this message will come to you as a surprise. I AM A SECRETARY OF FOREIGN REMITTANCE DIRECTOR BOA BANK HERE IN OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA FASO. I Hope that you will not expose or betray this trust and confident that i am
about to repose on you for the mutual benefit of our both families.

I need your urgent assistance in transferring the sum of ($10.6)million to your account within 14 banking days. This money has been dormant for years in our Bank without claim. I want the bank to release the money to you as
the nearest person to our deceased customer, the owner of the account died along with his supposed next of kin in an air crash since July 31st 2000.

I don't want the money to go into our Bank treasurer as an abandoned fund. So this is the reason why i contacted you so that the bank can release the money to you as the next of kin to the deceased customer. Please I would
like you to keep this proposal as a top secret and delete it if you are not interested.

Upon receipt of your reply to, i will give you full details on how the business will be executed and also note that you will have 40% of the above mentioned sum if you agree to handle this business with me.

Best Regard.

Mr. BAHIJ AZAB
zabahij01@gmail.com via yahoo.fr


Thank you
Mr Bahij Azab
your kindness
your generosity
to this beggar poet
from a bandra suburb
broke in debt .. on his
colored ass to creditors
to whom he owes money
a sign that says ,,,
DO NOT DISTURB
was hoping if this continues
he would drown in a tub
but your god sent message
transferring the sum of ($10.6)million
to my starving account
within 14 banking days.
sounds miraculously superb
no where the fuck is burkina faso
is it an african suburb.. i thought
i would take a train to freedom
meet you personally ,,share
a peg or two in your night club
two men n a tub... you scratch
my back your back i rub
an indian ..me are you an arab
by the evil grace of the almighty
Beelzebub

Will We Still Be Begging When We Become Old

Will We Still Be Begging When We Become Old, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

said one
muslim beggar
lady to the other
outside the mosque
out in the cold
petrified pathos
a poem unfolds
from murshidabad
to mumbai to add
poriborton ..to their
lives i am told
neglected by the
leftists ,.than a
new order sitting
pigeonholed
neither here
neither there
on the threshold
muslim beggars
of india ,,,
seeking a
foothold
memories
manifold
for dreamers
even brass
seems gold

Mama I Had A Dream...

Mama I Had A Dream..., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

i saw you
angelic
hovering
over me
guarding
me with
wings
attached
at the
seams
you kept
repeating
the holy chant
bismillah ir rahman
i rahim...my little
soul felt free from
the shackles of
mortal life forever
free and redeemed
than i woke up
abruptly in your lap
death would have
been better it seemed

The Muslim Beggar Lady on The Bandra Skywalk

The Muslim Beggar Lady on The Bandra Skywalk, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

sheer
illuminating
silence
a tortured
tongue
she tried
she could
not talk
sculpted
sadness
stony
rock
her pain
her unborn
tears she
was here
to hawk
through
the slits
of her
eyes
her tale
tragically
she unlocked
being born
a woman
a muslim
woman
is a shock
after shock
aborted
agony
on a road
block
as a poet
painting
with light
i took
stock
pathos
prejudice
pusillanimously
interlocked

Muslim Beggars God Made And Forgot

Muslim Beggars God Made And Forgot, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

In the problems
plaguing the
Muslim world
he got caught
Muslims killing
Muslims so many
sub plots ..suicide
bombers jehadis
fundamentalists
misplaced martyrdom
bought ,,, repulsion rot
the call of the muezzin
for peace brotherhood
forgotten ..a point to jot
the call for arms innocent
shot .. Muslims persecuted
by Muslims ,,an after thought
Karbala the land of sorrow
bereaved ..once again
where bravely he had fought
to save Islam from terrorists
he gave his head ,,a lesson
in a supreme sacrifice
he taught ..


"Hussain o minni wa ana minal Hussain"
Hussain is from me and I am from Hussain

words on the soul of humanity ,, most sought

Swami Shankaracharya (Hindu Religious Priest)
"It is Hussain's sacrifice that has kept Islam alive or else in this world there would be no one left to take Islam's name."

Did God Create Beggars ..

Did God Create Beggars .., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

i dont know
whether i could
answer this on
my own ,,,
i could shoot
so many things
i shoot beggars
faces nameless
unknown.
disfigured
disabled
leprous
blind
limbless
without
backbone
sculpted
sorrow
god created
blood sweat
flesh and bones
from one end
of the spectrum
another gray zone
you can only
reap what you
have sown..
a beggar poet
a beggar clone
home alone
one day in
the near future
the beggar will
be a king
on the throne
healing humanity
of pain..sins
he will atone

Main Musalman Hoon

Main Musalman Hoon, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

waqt ka mara hua
dar dar bhatakta hua
gardish main pala hua
bhikari hoon insan hoon
khuda ka karam hai
khuda ka reham hai
main uski duan ka
meherban hoon
tum bhale mujhe
kuch bhi samjho
unki nazron main
main dhanwan hoon
unki mohabat ka
main kadardan hoon

A Sip in Time Saves Nine

A Sip in Time Saves Nine, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

her visage
her sadness
melancholy
reflected
in my
empty
glass of
wine
stirring
the poetry
of my soul
i was willing
but she was
not inclined
she was
not mine
a sip
divine
stray
curves
unsteady
lines
to my
isolation
i resigned
pickled
passion
sweating
brine
sweetening
for a moment
a memory
entwined
nostalgia
enshrined
god save
man
when
drowning
in the deep
fathomless
waters of
womankind
mind my
thought
unaligned
eyeless
in hope
seldom
blind

I Am A Muslim Beggar Woman She Cried

I Am A Muslim Beggar Woman She Cried, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

peeping from
prison of her
veiled cell
she cried
i was born
a woman
my dreams
died.. i beg
on the streets
my face from
others i hide
between me
my society
a huge divide
untouchable
looked down
upon by the rich
of my community
i step aside ,,
on the dark wings
of deaths raven
astride ..god
the maker tests
me she testified
i fall i rise ,,
but eventually
the down slide
time and tide
mocking the
soul of my
humanity
my womanly
pride ,, god
is my guide
no i am happy
sad solemnly
she lied
her palms
begging out
unashamedly
though her
hands tied


"God, our Maker, doth provide..."

CONGRATULATIONS ONCE AGAIN FROM MICROSOFT AND COLUMBIA NATIONAL LOTTERY TEAM!

CONGRATULATIONS ONCE AGAIN FROM MICROSOFT AND COLUMBIA NATIONAL LOTTERY TEAM!, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

BRITISH COLUMBIA NATIONAL LOTTERY BC-49,
Unit 5, Tiger Court, Kings Drive,Kings Business Park,
Prescot, Knowsley, Liverpool, L34 1BH.
BC-49 Lottery Chip NO: IMP/73253CO/2013

Dear Lucky Winner Account User,

It is apparent that this notification will come to you as a surprise but
please find time to read it carefully as we congratulate you over your
success in the just concluded and official publication of results of the e-
mail electronic online Sweepstakes organized by The BRITISH COLUMBIA MICROSOFT NATIONAL
LOTTERY in conjunction with the British Government and the UK Lottery
Committee held on SAT 12/21 2013 here in London.
A Draft of $500,000USD (FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND UNITED STATE DOLLARS) will be issued in
your name as one of the lucky winners as soon as you contact our payment bank
agent in UK (NATWEST BANK OF ENGLAND).

It is important to note that your award was confirmed and released with the
following Winning particulars attached to it.

Winning No: 17 32 33 43 44 46

Bonus No: 16

Date: SAT 12/21

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important).

{WARN } If you are not interested to claim your wining fund please do not bother to reply.
CONGRATULATIONS ONCE AGAIN FROM MICROSOFT AND COLUMBIA NATIONAL LOTTERY TEAM!
Sincerely,
Marion Mark (Mrs.).
Lottery Controller General
Registered in England and Wales No. 2822203


thankyou
kind sweet
generous
marion mark
about my
much deserved
prize money
of $500,000USD
i was totally
in the dark,,
overjoyed
at your
munificence
this beneficiary
a beggar poet
feels like a lark
barefeet in the
park..following
the Mahatmas
foot marks
today on his
death anniversary
we lost a spark
his face on the
country's currency
as crisp as your
pound or the Deutsche
mark..the rupee
on the state of
our dwindling
economy a
famous
landmark
respected
by bankers
politicians
whores
loans sharks
money money
money a momentous
benchmark if
you have everything
in the world and no
money on the face
of existence they
consider you
a pockmark
with money
from you
i shall
live no more
as an aam admi
a politically
incorrect
word
but as
a desi
monarch

God Is Producing Directing A Movie Called Human Comedy

God Is Producing Directing A Movie Called Human Comedy, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

mega movie
big budget
trailer on
the internet
tragically
transforming
lives of people
you have not
met ,,held
captive in
a fisherman's
net ..in a pool
of tears they
all get wet
god and man
tete-a-tete
man the creator
cant forget
in his image
in his debt

eyes that talk and the hand that begs

eyes that talk and the hand that begs, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

a monument
of human
emotions
standing
on two
legs
cosmic fate
cheated
reneged

Now Tell Me What Do You See

Now Tell Me What Do You See, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

your past
crouched
in a corner
held captive
in a memory
or is it your
present that
becalms your
senses uselessly
or is it your future
running hurriedly
tell me son what
do you see ..
darkness beyond
reality ..or your
soul rocked by
gravity or ..
do you feel the
silence of eternity
closed eyes
do they mock
humanity ...
think force yourself
to think as prose
or poetry...now
tell me what
you dont see
visually ..
a shadow play
of right wrong
overcoming
your desires
aphoristically

Mama I Am Scared Of This Man With The Rings

Mama I Am Scared Of This Man With The Rings, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

is he a magician
a wizard mama
what do you
think,, stealing
our souls in
a metal box
he might do
strange things
mama he cant
be an angel
he has no
feathered wings
mama he will
not change us
into strange things
mama i am scared
lets get away
from him.. like
a leopard on us
he might spring
with his magic
stick turn
night into
morning
bad luck
he might
bring
this man
with the
crazy
magical
rings

Muslim Beggar Boy

Muslim Beggar Boy, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

standing
on the
crossroads
of past
present
future
alone
from the
womb
of chaos
on the
streets
he was
thrown
a rolling
stone
his life
mortgaged
to misery
not his
own
by his
mother
father
he was
disowned
the sins of
his forefathers
he atones
emaciated
hope skin
blood
shriveled
bones
the flesh
was willing
the spirit
moans

Who Will The Muslim Vote For

Who Will The Muslim Vote For, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

not a single
political party
has helped
her in any way
known as a
minority
during
elections
they come
to her hutment
beseech her
in every way
make
promises
break
each one
of them
when the
party comes
in power
she will
be eventually
betrayed
back to
her roots
the slums
the gloominess
bleak future
dark and gray
65 years
as is as was
as is today
she will
be where
she is
begging
outside
the mosque
while others
head bowed
in prayers

Muslim Beggar Womans Tale

Muslim Beggar Womans Tale, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

hiding
her anguish
within the
deep dark
crevices
of her veil
on the stormy
waters of her
cosmic fate
she set sail
held captive
life's turbulence
a muslim beggar
womans sad tale
vulnerable but
singularly fighting
the odds..weather
beaten trail
unsupported by
male dominated
muslim society
she begs to
make two ends
meet ...dreams
derailed ..the
hijab is her
defense
her protective
armor not a
jail...the cause
the effect
when the system
fails ,,

i shoot man

i shoot man, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

his failed
attempt
to rise
i shoot
man
perhaps
god in
disguise
on the
road
he lies
he lives
he dies
for being
born man
he pays
a price
a misplaced
sacrifice

god where are you...

god where are you..., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

you must be
somewhere
around
though i
cant see
you ,,,
god where
are you
caught
in the vortex
of suffering
despair doom
i ask you
god where
are you
my life
to me
is of
no value
a residue
moving
on my back
i continue
the pain of
unliving i cant
subdue ..
a pause
your shadow
i pursue
beyond this
i have
no clue

oh god
where are
you ,,,

Did She Manage To Escape The Cage Of Doom

Did She Manage To Escape The Cage Of Doom, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

the beauty
of innocence
held against
her will captive
in a room..
the cage of
doom..
her wings
clipped
dark shadows
loom..this
was not what
she expected
of life ,, when
she stepped
out of the
womb..
from light
back into
a darkroom
the girl child
as she walks
towards a tomb
en caved hope
also in a vacuum

Beggars Of India Unite

Beggars Of India Unite, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

who will
send you
to the rajya
sabha
to voice
your pain
your sufferings
your fight
who will
represent you
i see no one
in sight
politicians
really dont
care for you
they certainly
dont care for
your plight
dumb deaf
disabled
limbless
handless
legless those
without sight
lead kindly
light ,, acid
burnt faces
of women
who became
beggars
scars hidden
from daylight
beggars on
the soul of
a nation
treated as
termites
those
unfortunate
creatures
robbed of
their rights
who become
beggars
overnight
beggars
no respite
their cause
who will
re ignite
lost illusions
lost world
of beggars
yesterday
today tonight

Mind Is Greater Than Matter

Mind Is Greater Than Matter, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

what you
see what
you dont
see is not
what matters
what you
perceive
on the soul
of your
imagination
animatedly
a figurative
thought
scatters
does it
really
matter
you cant
have
everything
on the
platter

The Rubber Man

The Rubber Man, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

wriggles
his body
as fast
as he
can.
god
on a
bright
note
created
this man
the birth
of an Indian
thus began
defiant brave
Indian man
valor of a
superman
also know
in filmy
parlance
as he man
fast reflexes
like jackie chan
creates problems
solves problems
this iron man
from the fire
into the saucepan
bhag beta bhag
so he ran super
fast.. better than
any other man

The Indian

The Indian, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

god
created
him
unique
a symbol
of hope
lion like
with
good
physique
humble
meek
urban
brown
colored
cheeks
thereby
tweaked
added
a touch
of extra
mystique
different
shades
hues
hindu
muslim
christian
parsi
sikh
together
a bunch
never
weak
called
Indian
so to
speak

The Beggars of Ajmer

The Beggars of Ajmer, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

a handcart
of despair
tearing
open
the
curtains
of my cosmic
consciousness
into my eyes
he stared
threadbare
he asked
me you shoot
my picture
you will sell
it somewhere
but how could
i tell him that
he was wrong
in his assumption
of my humanity
it was so frickin
unfair ..his
pain as the
poetry of his
legless life
with all of you
i share ,,
like him
i too am
held ensnared
in the swirling
waters of my
remorse
gasping for
air..i gave
him money
that i could
spare ..
i searched
for him this
year i could
not find him
anywhere
disappeared
lost a deleted
face of beggary
another missing
warrior of life
unfinished
prayer ...

a beggar
is a beggar
always a
beggar
i swear

tu jahan jahan chalega, mera saaya saath hoga

tu jahan jahan chalega, mera saaya saath hoga, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Kabhee Muj Ko Yaad Kar Ke Jo Bahenge Tere Aansoo
To Wahee Pe Rok Lenge Unhe Aa Ke Mere Aansoo
Too Jidhar Kaa Rukh Karegaa, Meraa Saayaa Saath Hogaa

Reptilian Remorse

Reptilian Remorse, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

at Ajmer
crawling
on all four
trying
serpentine
like
to reach
his destiny's
doors ,,,
his voice
shouting
for alms
gone
hoarse
a beggars
testimony
i endorse
crude
coarse 24/7
human
workhorse
pushing
himself
forward
with godly
force ..
doomed
of course

I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.

I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

god
was kind
gave him
a mouth
to eat
he begs
on the
street
offers
his blessings
even in defeat
he does not
rob he does
not cheat
he is an
unfortunate
heart beat
a stump
of a tree
growing
on concrete
dust and heat
beggars
beggars
beggars
is all
i meet
i shoot
beggars
off beat
children
of india
looked
down on
by the
rich
power
brokers
of the elite
humble
beggars
no conceit
lepers
disabled
blind
limbless
legless
handless
perhaps
working
under a
beggar mafia
without receipt
a cosmic tragedy
of their fate ..
part animal
part human
incomplete

Nerjis And Zinnia Fight For My Empty Wallet

Nerjis And Zinnia Fight For My Empty Wallet, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

a fight
not much
of a fight
a squabble
you may
call it
or sibling
rivalry
to draw
my attention
but i dont
fall for it
crocodile tears
on one
end regret
on the other
end .
.a problem
even god
could not
solve it
i tore my
wallet
two pieces
the only
way
i could
resolve it
why does
a beggar
poet
need
a wallet
now
no more
a wallet
if you
may call it

India My India

India My India, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

India
pride
of its
youth
healing
touch
to sooth
following
the footsteps
gandhi
sardar valabh bhai
patel..abdul kalam
azad..freedom
justice liberty
truth ,, humility
hospitality
a tree of hope
laden with
fruits ..
power of
the people
by the people
for  the people
its source
the election
booth ..

The Bandra Talao...Weeps ..

The Bandra Talao...Weeps .., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

thank you
ministerji
as an
umbrella
of darkness
creeps .
you were
so busy
fulfilling
promises
that you
had to keep
had you
bestowed
additional
beauty
on the
neglected
bandra talao
you would
have been
remembered
rich rewards
you would
have reaped
the bandra
talao a
haven of
drug addicts
prowling
bad elements
even whores
soliciting
on this
dust heap
fishes in
the lake
dying
mysteriously
when poisoned
more tears seep
bandra talao
will one day
be just
knee deep


Bandra Talao is a small lake located in Bandra, Mumbai. The lake was formerly known as Lotus Tank and is a Grade II heritage structure.[1] The lake was also called "Motha Sarovar" and was constructed by a rich Konkani Muslim of Navpada (also spelt Naupada or Naopara), an adjoining village.[2][3] It is spread across 7.5 acres.[4]
The maintenance of the lake was later taken over by the Municipal Corporation of Greater Mumbai and renamed Swami Vivekanand Sarovar. Paddle boating facilities and pisciculture activities were operational in this lake during the 1990s. It is 200 years old.[5]

Photographer No1 Nerjis Asif Shakir 3 Month Old

Photographer No1 Nerjis Asif Shakir 3 Month Old, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Freedom Of The Press ..

Freedom Of The Press .., a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

The Bandra Talao Netaji Ise Sundar Banao

The Bandra Talao Netaji Ise Sundar Banao, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

Nerjis And Zinnia The Future In A Frame

Nerjis And Zinnia The Future In A Frame, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

held together
by the shakir
name both
camera crazy
fun and games
najo zino
their nicknames
in mischief
dramabazi
both are
same

Nerjis And Zinnia

Nerjis And Zinnia, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

We Worked Here Once Upon A Time ,,, Burlingtons Taj Mahal

We Worked Here Once Upon A Time ,,, Burlingtons Taj Mahal, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

65 Republic Day Bandra ..26 January 2014

65 Republic Day Bandra ..26 January 2014, a set on Flickr.