not bound to the
editors over
conceited balls
by rusty chains
shoot the same
bloody shit
without aesthetics
time and again
worli sea face
waves water
leaking into
metro trains
a press card
to appease a
few politicians
for personal
gains i am
lucky i shoot
what i want
poeticize
universal
pain ,,if
you have
a cosmic eye
who the
fuck needs
brains
who wants
to be part
of a newspaper
rag,,i d rather
shoot garbage
hijra whores
beggars ..
instead of
open drains
street side
barbers
who dont
complain
i shoot all
gods
i shoot
all faith
i shoot
hussain
i am a
shia
a hindu
a christian
a budhist
behind
the camera
i am insane
i am a malang
husk of a
cosmic grain
