i hide my fleshy soul
in black clothes
i am naked in the
eyes of my inner
angst my camera
both ..i am happy
to be unhappy too
much happiness
would kill my creativity
a life without pain
i would loathe ,
i am hardly human
in a degraded world
of crass commercialism
calumny sycophancy
that only treats man
as a sacrificial goat
democracy decimated the soul
of man with a single vote
“What matters is how quickly you do what your soul directs.”
a rumi quote
a poem dedicated to my very dear friend davidseibold
ek fakir jisne khaie hai dil pe gehri chot...sukhe hot ..
