Thursday, March 24, 2011

The Wheel Chair Of Despair Despondency And Death

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he waits
with bated breath
to move to the other
shore where he wont
have to beg demean himself
his self respect his honor
on the streets outdoor
he had seen good days
great times once before
but quirk of fate
he lost it all in one go
a loaded twice
took away all that was his
he wont gamble he swore
his pain his sufferings
like a cross on his frail
shoulders he bore
oh take me away fast
to the almighty he implores
his voice for the time being
the good lord master
of the ring ignores
his body rusted
his soul corroded ore
hell fire brimstone and gore

Pussy Cat Pussy Cat Where Have You Been

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i attended mardi gras
with your best friend
Antony Posey
in New Orleans
an immaculate soul
who keeps his
house heart clean
his friends
he has no foes
he will never demean
a chambray shirt
blue faded jeans
a camera in hand
shooting pictorial
soul stirring scenes
athletic tall and lean
he looks the same
what he looked
when he was a
strapping teen
crystal clear
evergreen
desposyni
no smokescreen
sound of health
good hygiene
said pussy cat
from mumbai
he treated me
like a royal queen
southern comfort
exotic food
creole cuisine
culinary traditions
poetic thoughts
umpteen
jocularly
almost bursting
my spleen

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

RIP Jeff Lamb


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When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.

a sepulchral
silence
on his Flickr
photo stream
his Facebook
update
an echo less
wall now part
of a faded dream
he came he saw
he befriended
us all
now he has gone
on a canoe
up stream
he was alive
he gave us
strength to live
unimaginable
it seems
the mind
does not
believe it
the poets
soul screams
sonny boy
is searching
for his master
is it a daydream
jeff of ann arbor
had a pledge
to redeem
from the hands
of the maker
the father supreme
you bore your cross
you never uttered
a cry of pain
at crossroads extreme
but than legends dont die
they live in the hearts
of their loved ones
forever spectral
agleam a memory
a treasure held
in the highest esteem
his pictures
he leaves behind
a change of a theme
creative fires
smokeless steam

to leyla with deepest regards ..and sadness

Senior Inspector Samad Shaikh Leading From The Front Shiv Jayanti Bandra

Senior Inspector Samad Shaikh Leading From The Front Shiv Jayanti Bandra

A Gift To Shri Balasaheb Thackeray From A Barefeet Blogger Of Mumbai

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not only
the hindus
hirday samrat
a samrat
of all indians
beyond caste
color creed
or community
most sought
holistically
healing
the poor
mans lot
trying
to save
mother india
from scams
corruption
inherent rot
those who rob
this golden pot
will never stand justice
will never get caught
he does not hate
muslims only
the anti national bigot
time of calamity
always on the spot
a message
i send from one
poet to another
a flower of peace
my camera lens
captured
as a poem
somewhat

Shiv Jayanti Shiv Sena Shaka Bandra Hill Road

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