Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Man Child in a Zoo

He is a man child cub in a zoo
endangered specie its true
on the verge of extinction
a thought hackneyed but new
with his back to the world
a world of hate he left behind
a world of sorrow and suffering
he outgrew
now he eats only what
he can chew
his ancestors once upon a time
roamed the wilds
till evolution charged their intellect
they became from apes
men categorized as Christians Muslims and Jews
assorted races Buddhist Sikhs Parsis Jains Hindus
using religion as a weapon
their own kind without impunity
they mercilessly slew
political powerplay
man destroying man
a heady intoxicating brew
phew
a god who created them
they killed on the cross
now by killing
those that did not kill him
pay off their forefathers
unpaid dues
suicide bombers
misplaced martyrdom
proselytizing the human soul
with any available excuse
Justice as a precondition
to Peace and Freedom
The only solution
for a global truce

a comment by paige perris island who deleted her flickr account

shaped by light
or sorrow
the future of this man
child lies within
his charms and
his wiles, his ability
to beguile.
his smile will take him
far and his past
will recede like a vapor trail
from a jet traveling
east to west,
his choice, what is best
for him and the rest
of his cadre.

Another One Bites the Dust

falling in love
with her was
a great mistake
she was as original
as she was fake
my ass with
my clothes on
she did take
love for loves sake
a lot moment
a lost flake
on the soul
of the poetry
of my life
another
earthquake
although
i have deleted her
from my fucked
consciousness
her memories
our incomplete
pillow talk
our poetic love making
only a keepsake
for another
heavenly endowed man
my love she did forsake
from my bent bough
a taste of love
she did partake
in business parlance
she retired me
with a golden
hand shake
one sided
failed love
biting the dust
eating shit
in simpler words
a fucked
heartbreak

Lost Illusions

Rusty Old Blades for Sale

there was a
racist poet
his name was rusty
old blades
his pedagogic
pedantic poetry
the soul
of poetry degrade
he could only write
poetry when his
alabaster ass
was getting laid
he and the guy
who was fucking him
were caught
in a police raid
by horny hijra bitch
they were betrayed
community service
as punishment
a stiff fine they paid
both had a sex change
attended
the mumbai gay parade
are part of import export
shemale hijra trade
racism on the soul of poetry
calling a blade a spade
love poetry hate racism
returns renovated
makeover newly made

Marziya Unlearning Photography

she was watching
the magic of
a camera lens
umbilical
connecting
her infant soul
to her guru's soul
made more sense
you can choose
everything
but god chooses
your grand parents
your parents
a god father
called uncle glenn
the bravest among
the bravest of men
the street of despair
a shooting den
a single light
of the sun
clouds
as reflectors
a poetry of life
human souls cleanse

Imposing Cat On A Burning Floor

"SIR: Poseyal : KNIGHT of the DESPOSYNI Pro User says:

cool
glad we are friends
so how much for you to print me a 11x14 of this and ship it o me with a poem?

he is
basking in the sun
out of door
he has finished
all
his domestic
chores
imposing cat
on a burning floor
dreaming of
his cousin
in new orleans
across the shore
on wings of fancy
he loves to soar
his poetic heart
on the soul
of friendship
he loves to pour
selling spaces
of the mind
without brochure
pain of living
to endure
prevention is better
when
there is no cure
anthony posey
good friend
brother poet
you cant ignore
marziya
shakir
taking him
on a mumbai
darshan
tour

30March 2010

Heat and Humidity in Mumbai

scorching
heat and humidity
in mumbai
a place where
every cosmic
heart lives
would love to die
wingless birds
they love to fly
kissing
the feet of divinity
in the sky
soul curry
bheja fry
searching
for nirvana
in an abyss
between
the legs
of a woman's
thigh
where
used condoms
are hung
to dry
demand
exceeding
sucked supply

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