Sunday, November 24, 2013

Will Her Life Change After The Elections ,,,


or will she
still be begging
at delhi's crossroads
her school of life
her classroom of
learning ,, her home
her abode ..on her
frail shoulders
the extra burden
of her familys load
which political
party will educate
her reform her
rehabilitate her
at the moment
all in silent mode
omerta silent code
my india is of
the rich by the rich
for the rich a
thought explodes
elections only
benefits
the netas
the babus ..
the corrupt
the scamsters
a bitter pill
on an empty
stomach
swallowed

Dargah Nizamuddin Aulia Revisited

Saturday, November 23, 2013

So Many Elections Have Come And Gone



but what they
promised so
eloquently in
their passionate
speeches has
yet to be born
once they sat
on the saddle
of power what
little hope that
i held on too
already gone
the rising price
of onions essential
commodities water
bill power bill
life goes on
oh mother india
shut your eyes
your daughters
raped ..acid thrown
on their faces
their deaths i mourn
the tiranga weeps
hung upside down
tattered and torn
death and democracy
a new day has dawned

Hey Photographer ,, Spare Me Some Coins



but dont steal my soul
my paper thin highly
breakable soul..
trying to grow up
like a creeper on
a wall this delhi cold
there is a nip in
the air ..a new
day unfolds
a bubble like
life of my misfortune
in its trembling palm
hot embers of coal
that lady luck holds
working on this
wretched traffic
signal i am five
year old...

i shot her picture
life like her daring
her innocence bold

Home is A Heaven On Earth


where you live
comfort peace
hope harmony
that god gives
on the street
of despair
your bad
fortune
your karma
forgives

It Was Political Wishful Thinking That Meals Can Be Had At Juma Masjid For Rs 5

Today I Finally Deactivated My Facebook Account For Censorship and Anti- Shia Hate By A Few Facebook Friends

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