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Light is more Important than a Lantern

Light is more Important than a Lantern, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

in sorrow
we burn
a moment
we held
in the palm
that does
not want
to return
tear like
ashes
a weeping
urn ...
words
unfinished
unwoven
unspun


rootless
broken stem
now it is
your turn


i try
i plead
to god
i yearn
not to
become
like them
i unlearn
terse
taciturn
light
shade
contrasting
patterns

Dargah of Qasim Syed Shah Baba British Residency Lucknow

Dargah of Qasim Syed Shah Baba British Residency Lucknow, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. “What you seek is seeking you.”
― Rumi

We Are Victims Of Our Own Design

We Are Victims Of Our Own Design, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
our minds
compartmentalized
starkness over
magnified ,, before
we can grasp it
the moment dies
corpse like creature
petrified ..twixt time
mental space a
great divide
vortex of elusive
delusional dilemma
now online ,,surreal
spectral supine
seeking through
a mist of ignorance
her soul divine
lyrical lassitude
missing lines
tear drops of
water taste
like wine

We Are Not Worthy Of Our Heritage

We Are Not Worthy Of Our Heritage, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

we pee on the walls
scribble our wrath
we destroy our past
weeping sorrow
dark shadows
on heritage we cast
memories ruined
by a moment fast
eyes were willing
tears aghast
ancestral wealth
wisdom ..we blast
in a world of
the sleeping dead
the living outcast
through ignorance
intolerance ..bigotry
racism..we are
typecast ,,,
we are still
where we were
what have we
surpassed ..
badmouth
badassed

article from net

The Residency is actually a group of buildings that were built in 1800 A.D by the then Nawab of Oudh, Nawab Saadat Ali Khan. It was constructed in order to serve as the residence for the British Resident General who was a representative in the court of Nawab. The palace was rather a sleepy residence for decades but then came an incident, which put it on the world map.

The year 1857 will always be mentioned in the chronicles of history because of its dramatic sequence of events. The year saw the Sep…

On The Wings Of Angels

On The Wings Of Angels, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another

Lucretius quotes


we are birds of pain.. seeking windowsill for a fill of grains
remembering moments that are lost dont come back again
to our karma our destined plurality we are chained..
thoughtless words .. may sound inane ...in a world insane
pilgrims seeking peace .. through profit and gain

An Ode To Mr PC Little

An Ode To Mr PC Little, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
a giant
of a short
man was he
cherubic
smiling face
larger than
life was he
i asked him
mr pc little
i want to
learn
photography
he looked
at me
astonishingly
brick by brick
go shoot
british residency
hear the silence
copy paste
it on your soul
love and imagery
every frame
will set you free

horizon beyond
the horizon of
labored eternity
it is you not
the camera
that is a
photographers
destiny

late pc little
little me

The Defence of Lucknow By Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809–1892)

The Defence of Lucknow By Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809–1892), a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
The Defence of Lucknow
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809–1892)

The Siege of Lucknow was one of the most terrible incidents of the Indian Mutiny. It was prolonged for 87 days and was finally relieved by General Campbell on Nov. 16, 1857.

I.
BANNER of England, not for a season, O banner of Britain, hast thou
Floated in conquering battle or flapt to the battle-cry!
Never with mightier glory than when we had reared thee on high
Flying at top of the roofs in the ghastly siege of Lucknow—
Shot through the staff or the halyard, but ever we raised thee anew, 5
And ever upon the topmost roof our banner of England blew.

II.
Frail were the works that defended the hold that we held with our lives—
Women and children among us, God help them, our children and wives!
Hold it we might—and for fifteen days or for twenty at most.
‘Never surrender, I charge you, but every man die at his post!’…

"Do not weep my children, for I am not dead, but am sleeping here."

"Do not weep my children, for I am not dead, but am sleeping here.", a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. The Siege of Lucknow (Hindi: लखनऊ की घेराबंदी; Urdu: لکھنؤ کا محاصرہ‎) was the prolonged defence of the Residency within the city of Lucknow during the Indian Rebellion of 1857. After two successive relief attempts had reached the city, the defenders and civilians were evacuated from the Residency, which was then abandoned.
Lucknow was the capital of the former state of Awadh. The prolonged defense there by the British proved to be one of the key episodes in the unsuccessful rebellion. Mainly there were issues of prestige and morale involved, but Lucknow also became the point at which the main forces of both the British and rebels were concentrated.

Background to the siege[edit]

The state of Oudh/Awadh had been annexed by the British East India Company and the Nawab Wajid Ali Shah was exiled to Calcutta the year before the rebellion broke out. This high-handed…

The British Residency Lucknow

The British Residency Lucknow, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. The Residency, also called as the British Residency and Residency Complex, is a group of several building in a common precinct. The Residency now exists in ruins and is located in the heart of the city, in vicinity of other monuments like Shaheed Smarak, Tehri Kothi and High Court Building. It was constructed during the rule of Nawab Saadat Ali Khan II,who was the fifth Nawab of the province of Awadh (British Spelling Oudh). The construction took place between 1780 to 1800 AD and served as the residence for the British Resident General who was a representative in the court of the Nawab. In 1857 the place witnessed a prolonged battle which is also known as Siege of Lucknow; this began on 1 July and continued until 17 November.

I am Mrs.Hassan Fatima a Muslim..She Called Out To Him

I am Mrs.Hassan Fatima a Muslim..She Called Out To Him, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
I am Mrs.Hassan Fatima, a Muslim.I have picked your email address for an
inheritance of £18.2million Pounds.Please contact me for more details via
email: fatimahassan.1960@hotmail.com Jazakallah Khair

Dean of Humanities Faculty dean.humanities@damasuniv.edu.sy

Thank you kind
generous Mrs Hassan Fatima
I too am a Muslim .....like
you I too believe in him
Omnipotent Omniscient
the One and Only
essence core center rim
peace brotherhood
synonym ..the inheritance
of £18.2million Pounds
will fill my beggars bowl
to the brim..I have decided
to donate it to the Delhi
police ..keep them happy
trim and slim ,.as their
future under the Aam Admi
party seems precariously
bleak and dim,,.wondering
whether the powers to
be will give in to him
the CM who could be
Bollywoods Most Wanted
Hero no1 without going
to Hrithiks gym
the only clean politician
non corrupt , non ambitious
without any evil whim
te…

If Walls Could Speak

If Walls Could Speak, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
held captive
to the vagaries
of time distant
thoughts bleak
memories havoc
wreak..when
lost moments
come home
so to speak
bewildering
emotions play
hide and seek
the wrinkled
faded walls
reminisces
sad tears on
its cheek..
the mossy
morbidity
the grassy
smell of a
rancid reminder
when accidentally
on its cosmic
angst it sneaks
surviving unwilling
to die choked
on a timeless creek


to an angel..watching
from a peak..hopefully
she will be blessed
with what she seeks

I am a Canon User By Default

I am a Canon User By Default, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
held captive
gagged hand
tied to the digital
cell of my minds
vault ,,says
my inner angst
thou shalt ...not
shoot illusions
add injury to
salt...the dead
from the cemetery
of hope you should
exalt.. to be or try
not to be what you
are your greatest
fault,,,Achtung !
beware halt,,,
first came vision
than the camera
the final assault

what goes up must come down

what goes up must come down, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. flickr are you ok..
why are you silent
pray..are you upset
with me today
whats bothering
you .. why dont
you say..
no i wont sit
on a dharna
no not my way
new flickr
rise and shine
wake up
hombre

holistic healing loban time at hussain tekri jaorah

holistic healing loban time at hussain tekri jaorah, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.

at about 6 pm
with loban smoke
demons they
exorcise
the holy saint
touches demented
possessed souls
the demon unabashedly
from their bodies flies
the victims let out
a calming cry.. tears
on their relatives dry
melting emotions
of frozen ice ,,sockets
now become human eyes
as the fallen the emaciated
rise ..being human vulnerable
to demonic calisthenics of fate
they pay a price ,, this embitters
even the sanest ..to be less sane
he tries ..breaking away from
a captive vice ,,the story of the husk
the rice ..akka maula he calls out
thrice save my people held against
their will in a loaded dice ,,dispirited
deleted doomed ,, moments
bitter sweet ,...caprice ,mans
body rabid flesh from his soul
grilled barbecued ,,,serrated sliced

When The Goddess Enters The Human Body And Soul

When The Goddess Enters The Human Body And Soul, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr.
shaking their heads
writhing bodies that let
out a groan,. they
go into convulsive
stupor as time moans
soundless timeless
the crowds bemoan
the shrieking cries
of the drums funereal
tone ..no you are
possessed your
flesh no more your
own..turns into stone
goddess marriammen
arrives from salem..
on wings of hope
she has flown..
rapturous drone
no for once you
are not alone
devi devi devi
they yell shout
supernatural
world of occult
sins she atones
the unknown zone
faith mans one
only backbone
harvest time
of the seeds
you had sown