Saturday, September 29, 2007

doomed heritage bandra hill road

first they give you an award
next they grab
your ancestors bones
exhume
your playgrounds
your religious heirlooms
yes blood suckers
want your walls
your porticos
your heritage
to build a
road widening tomb
while kutchi
marwari
gardens bloom
untouched by the
municipal broom
more newer malls
branded showrooms
suffocating
infrastructure
more cars
more hawkers
no more room
hell road
once hill road
is now doomed
political apathy
unassumed
municipal machinations
that cause gloom
water logging floods
malaria dengue chikungunya
a new threat looms


dedicated to legal land grabbers

we do care


we do care
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
caught
in the deathly throes of living
savagery of a snare
pocketless paupery
no money
a blank wall stare
before he left for mumbai
they told him beware
keep hidden your
return fare
try your luck
threadbare
the worst calamities prepare
pitfalls bear
if you return empty handed
remember
we do care
this thought
to strengthen your
fight against despair
hold on to it
you wish
our prayer

you and me and the origin of the flame

photo courtesy files.turbosquid.com/Preview/Content_on_7_29_2004_16_22_0...


for flying like moth to the origin of the flame
yes love hide and hate seeks a game
you and me
me and you...
fires of hell could not tame
you became you i became me
what a shame

lady lambeth

HUBCAP SHITHEAD

Bollywood Struggler

grass is green on the other side
the bollywood struggler no place to hide
sleeps on the carter road parapet
his time running from one studio to the other
from one film office to the other divide
the gulf between his hope and his reality
is inreasingly wide ..
he awaits a break..
but waves of remorse
dont subside
tattered clothes
shattered shoes
is what remains of his pride
lady luck hidden away
he clutching an empty fist
the life of earlier
successful strugglers
as his guide..
to make it big
on the silver screen
waiting for a ride..
as joggers walkers
pass him by
a shore far away from
sea side

i am confused


i am confused
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
sometimes your thoughts
add to my ensuing pain..
a dry region on the
plateau of my heart
where like drops of tears
secreted on my soul
wet and undrying
on a hanky you stain
stormy winds from
your hearts region
my inner being enchain
that you dont love me
is a thought you feign
if you see in the crystal bowl
of your pain
you will find me floating
clear and plain
with one stroke
a part of you
a part of me
both lie slain
words bleeding
wounds cant explain

love


love
Originally uploaded by flickr photographerno1
photo courtesy
www.hot-screensaver.com/wp-myimages/make-love.jpg

The most disgusting
The most abusive
Sanitary sensitive
Most nauseating
Most polluted
Most diluted
Most refuted word
Ever heard
Love
A four letter bad word
Slurred
Corrupt weakens flesh
Interrupts cavernous hopes
Disrupts volcanic volatile
Venom erupts hate transferred
An exclamation mark abrupt
End result both giver and recipient
Prematurely interred

An Open Letter to Firoze Shakir from Ray Lucero

As you’ve made yourself inaccessible on Poemhunter
I offer the following open letter of apology herein:

Few in the U.S.A. know the great suffering,
pain and death perpetrated on the Shia.
The American crusade prosecuted by Bush,
Cheney and their ilk is beyond criminal, indeed
it’s pure evil. No human being in their right mind
could do the things these vile men have done.

U.S. will soon approach a trillion dollars spent on
two wars that cannot be won. God help us all when
they launch a third war against Iran. With the military
stretched beyond endurance, it’s likely that tactical nuclear
weapons will be used in hopes of a quick victory.

Let me be clear in expressing that the media and politicians
have failed to tell the American public the real reason for invasion of the
Middle East is oil, natural gas and pipelines…nothing more, nothing less.

The majority of Americans do not want war nor do I.

We must use non-violence displayed so valiantly by the
Burmese Monks, being eradicated as I write this message.
I wept while watching the news reports this morning and realized
that I do not remotely have the courage of my robed brothers.

Dialogue, diplomacy and universal brotherhood between all nations is what will bring a lasting peace.

I offer my profound apology to you and all Muslims for
the suffering and personal losses heaped upon you.
We must all recognize that we are citizens of the Earth,
without man-made boundaries that separate us.

I bid you peace,

Ray

Ray Lucero
Poet Poem Hunter

Firoze Shakir (9/28/2007 12:35:00 AM) | Delete this message
Thank You Ray
I reciprocate your good intentions and good wishes, Muslims come in various denominations, I am a human much before I was baptised Muslim, I am an Indian Muslim who adheres to Shiasm..
I think this planet was made not just for community, or ethnicity, it was meant for all living creatures, I know it sounds utopian, and foolish, but most of the people want to live in PEACE..but it is the political warlords warmomgers who have robbed and raped PEACE on this planet.. it is all muscle power under the pretext of spirtuality and religiosity..
I wish you well.
Thank you once again..
Firoze Shakir

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