that is his beginning
his end till death do
him apart it remains
the silhouette of abids
chains a cry of a little
child neck pierced by
a giant arrow in pain
on the soul of humanity
our blood we drain
with the chant of ya
hussain ya hussain
I am street photographer a beggar poet .. I shoot misery cavorting with hope I shoot original content. I am Shia Sufi Hindu all in One