Sunday, April 20, 2014
I was once a regular visitor sun shine or rain
..i would rush to this crazy peoples
flea market a Friday Street Fair ..let down
my hair ..shooting faces sardonic their
mocking stare ..fools enter where angels
fear to dare .. I was ensnared ..
Its been many years I stopped going there
these pictures my momentous memories
of that glorious era I share ..
every frame every picture a new story
weaves , once you come here , your
poetic soul wont want to leave ..the past
now cobwebbed on the street side for
the good old days grieves..
gone the original owners of these masterpiece
, sold to the bhangarwala
for a few rupees ..memories gone with
the winds lost in the breeze ..
janewale ho sake toh laut ke ana an old
song plays ,at mutton street ....time in a freeze
..ruka hua waqt aur kisi aur ki
dehleez ,,bhulibjatki yadein kahan gaya
woh caravan .. adab aur tehzeeb,,
like a guilty child ..bottle broken milk he has spilt ,
memories of lost moments lost
illusions that time killed ..hands that etched
the semblance of artistry highly skilled
now sleeping forever across the yonder hill
the ramshackle house of cards dying
flower in a broken pot on the window sill
they come in cars to buy a handful of
memories ..for a refill..sweet bitter pill
death is a tear rolling down a dead mans
will..coffers that another man fill
“Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
to my dear friend mind meld ,,in the highest order of merit my humility she held
commenting on my pictures giving me strength ..within the memory of my mind
she dwells ,, in our souls we carry
heaven we carry hell...lest we die
lest we tell...so much you see
so much withheld ...
Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
Ek Shahenshah Ne Banake Yeh Haseen Tajmahal Ham Gareebon Ki Mohabbat Ka Udaya Hai Mazak.. , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Fli...