Sunday, August 26, 2007

The Traffic Signal Beggar Boy

The traffic signal beggar boy

Turner road his kingdom ..to live

beg laugh and enjoy

my rickshah he halts

his sumptuous smile

bare bodied decoy...

a pictorial ploy

his parents drunks

play cards ..and he

all wily tricks employs..

an adult he is

no time for toys.

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In the bizarre world of blogs

Right of admission reserved

For Indians and dogs

poetically farting frogs

on heart burning web logs

they say

Krubashankarji Bhai sahah

Your pictures are fantastic

We are impressed with your

passion for blogs

But your language spokes

That Indian holier than thou

Morality shocks

The agony of pretending

to be a genius ..

cultural policing

racial profiling

human defiling

menstrual machinations

toilet raging smogs

muffled cry at sulekhas

body post Brahmanic

snatching gollywogs.



I posted over 600 blogs from Buzznet to Sulekhas an Indian blog site , I am blocked , because my language is a bit razor sharp and cuts both ways.,.. they just want me to tone down my fuck words, a fucked head .. that inbreeds fuck words.

The little old Indian sanctimonious pussy pissed guys objected to my daring and baring..

Posted on 08/10/2006 8:16

Seminal Stains


Seminal Stains
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
How can you translate

Words in my brain

That weep of a pain

manacled chains

raw emotions

That bleed don’t wane

my thoughts insane

Trampling a grammar

Unpeeling and plain

words like tears that

Moisten like rain

On a web page of her

Unporous heart drain

watermarked

As seminal stains..

Through her pectoral

Valley s into the mound

Of her pubically

Glistening plains

a word within a word

a life time contains

the alpha the omega

archaeological remains

her silence woven

as musical strains

wordless lyrics

flowing as blood

from her heart

into my guttered veins..

Unlearning Poetry Dude

Two Bawas
A very unusual pair
both sporting techno type hair
one fashionista
bollywoods most wanted
designer wear
the other a Rafaee Master
beyond compare
at Char Yar Gaddi Nashin
Noubat Ali Babas spiritual lair
the body piercing instruments
could easily give you a scare
but this is the Rafaee Art
that they on Chatti do share
eye balls from eyes they tear
cutting tongues
while you glass eyed stare
one way road to spirituality
absolutely no thoroughfare
invoking the name
Ali Moulah Ali Moulah
Man Kunto Ali Moulah
incantation as prayer
Qawwali as fanfare
Bawagiri they declare
their Murids everywhere
this happens only in India
where misers become millionaire
ministers on diplomatic
passports human trafficking
political parties new nightmare
if you grease the proper hands
before examinations
you will get your questionnaire
cigarette smoking is injurious to health
whether a beedi wills or foursquare
gutka well that too adds to despair
vintage anil dharker memories
of dashing debonair
unlearning poetry
flowing words slamming
out
of a broken earthen ware
12 year old Taliban wannabe
decapitating head
a new Islamic doctrinaire
Mullahs will condone this
new trend as another
asymmetrical warfare

April 22nd, 2007

The Omnisexual Terrorist

He is cleverer than the Cops

And in his nattiness and

computer savvy ness he tops

at Mark and Spencer’s and

Saville Row he shops

Unseen

Treacherous, behind a

Bandana and a mask

Journalist heads

on Al Jazeera he chops

he is the Omni sexual Terrorist

The World cannot stop

And he has bearded men

Jehadis , Mujhaihdeens

As Suicidal fodder

if his plan flops

Inspector Clousceau

Pink Panther

He watches non stop

All his weapons

Katyushas, Khaibar2,

RDX the

Super power

On his laps drop

Drugs

For arms he swaps

The Omni sexual Terrorist

A Rotten system

A Political

Caucas .

Hung on

Asymmetrical

Shoulders as props

misplaced martyrdom

Deflowered tears in vain

overflowing as human pain

a sick heart thought less as a brain

a white hanky a blood stain

why did i not die

in the bomb blast on the train

at matunga more pain

Brahma and a karmic chain

dharma... unspouted

a kalyug that wont wane

some more pain

love bound entrain

rebound return ticket

retain

not so plain

a profit

a message

a loss

no gain..

Rdx an atomic rain

misplaced martyrdom

a futile jihad

crippled in a prismatic grain

allah ho akbar

a cry of peace

brotherhood

re echoing

from the dead

hari om

all

oh sweet jesus

mankind

a single blood group

inhumanely slain.

a muslim hand and a hindu head

a christian leg

now have nothing to complain

as a single entity

jannat

paradise

cosmic nirvana attain.

one country

one god

one man

a spirit

hindustani

remain

I had a Dream


I had a Dream
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
I was asleep

I had a dream

I saw her lying curled

unflagged unfurled

as a message

email

in my inbox

at g mail

I turned pale

her words silent

musical notes and scale

a me as blind as a bat

read it as Braille

inner thoughts

I did unveil

she loves me not

she has a male

Adonis in her pelvic jail

me all frail

a raft like boat

hands for sail

crossing the Pacific

on her trail

I woke up

from a dreamy travail

a sorry end

to my fairy tale.

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