Saturday, July 17, 2010

The Silhouette Of A Hijab

is her dress
so dangerous
attached with
weapons
of mas destruction
that it scares you bro
its time you learnt to grow
the hijab is a muslim
womans traditional dress
i say it so a dress with dignity
grace and flow it follows
her wherever she goes
your empty head
does not even know
unencessarily tantrum throw
her souls beauty to the world
she wont show so
you call it a garment
of oppression
a harmless piece
of cloth
you want to overthrow
an apology to the hijab
you owe now dont deny
dont say no

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Would We Have Been Better Off Without Newspapers

cobbled up news
is what you get
from fucked
newspapers
fuck dont forget
but once
in a while
do read
poetic tidbits
of a blogger
on the internet
barefeet
bare ass all wet
calamitous
cacophony
cybernet
no pen pushing
only a mouse
ready all set
a broken heart
as a room to let

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Playing it By Ear

some say
the probing
the digging
the frigging
is akin to oral sex
as it goes in deep
an act very complex
orgiastic
as he squirts
the liquid next
would you have read
this the way
i street shot it
the way i poetized it
if i had not added text

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Searching For Black Gold

wax like
wealth
the man
in his ears
holds
probing deep
a heavenly moment
glorious i am told
a moment to behold
the ear cleaner man
searching for black gold
street images unfold
with a camera a poets
vision as i strolled
moments that wont age
on the human consciousness
or ever grow old

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The Silhouette Of A Hijab

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belgium
france
fired
the first salvo
they want
the hijab to go
the western world
the hijabs no1 foe
that it is a garment
of modesty
a fact they know
but pretend
it is a garment
of oppression
attacking
it viciously
racially
blow by blow
the beauty
of the hijab
lies in the eyes
of the beholder
the hijab
a muslim womans
spiritual halo
blissfully
covering her
from head to toe
lucky
the muslim
woman in india
the lord
protecting the hijab
in all its glow
a garment
with a poetic flow
on the soul of sanity
it beautifully grows

in defense of the hijab
a barefeet blogger firoze
silhouette of the hijab
penned as a metaphoric
moment no man
has a right to oppose
a path the muslim woman
willingly chose
enhancing the sartorial
serendipity the magic
a protective shield
above her clothes
it is your personal choice
whether you want to wear
or don't wear it
i suppose

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Friday, July 16, 2010

Carrying the Burden of Her Race

woman
her life
her hardships
her struggle
her failures
her defeat
face to face
limping
towards
her destination
robbed of dignity
robbed of every space
sometimes she is a mother
but a woman she is always
sold in the bazar lost
without trace a commodity
to appease mans lust his dark
desires a woman to life
the greatest price she pays
woman who deserves this
poetic praise unknown to me
on the cross roads of life
carrying the burden of her race
going round and round
in a worldly maze she
will marry a man
his children she will raise
in return for her shortcomings
man will set her ablaze
we have seen this from
the early days
woman a misnomer
a word totally
misplaced
woman from birth
to death
from the cradle
to the grave
pre doomed

BETRAYED

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Life is a Moment in Chaos

get married
have children
no profit just loss
a drunk husband
who beats her
black and blue
her tormentor
her boss
once she
was pretty
nice and good
now she has
lost her gloss
a bad marriage
hopes gone
for a toss
balancing
her future on
her head fighting
a losing cause
the stations
of her cross
she looked
me in the eye
guilt ridden
as i took
a poetic pause

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