breaking hearts
my notoriety to fame
they who use me
abuse me
I shame
roaring
libidinous lions
with my whip
I tame
yes I am heartless
avenging my gender
a street fighter
I became
a power
of passion
they cant shame
or blame
kareena karmic
vengeance
my name
I live for
the moment
the moment
lives for me
a hijra
without surname
a fire that
your crotchety
crotch
will inflame
an erupting
volcano
they proclaim
a hijra
who loves
to play games
accursed man
his accursed
manhood defame
I shoot to kill
when I aim
man his
machinations
I frame
This is an imaginary poem , but the words have lived their time I knew a young nubile hijra who was continuously abused by his maternal uncle and than eventually sold to a hijra brothel..she turned beautiful, so beautiful that a local Don kidnapped her but she unleashed her passion , he released her and she hates men uses them vindicating her stand against her lost childhood..
She was crying when she narrated me her story , and it was during Ramzan she was fasting keeping the sacred vows and edicts , she solicits after Idd..she told me.
She is a story of success and failure too..and her name is not Kareena at all.. she has flats in posh localities she has over 50 prostitutes working under her ..she could buy anything.. than she began crying again she cant buy her lost childhood and her lost dreams...and from beneath the pillow she pulled out a sepia toned picture much maligned picture of her sitting in a cut out of a Moon at the Haji Malang photostudio.. her parents had bought her there from a village in Maharashtra.
So my poem is the angst of a Hijras lost Illusions..
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Kareena Hijra Is My Name
The Ultimate Hijra Goddess
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a world
divided
between
no and yes
laxmi narayan tripathi
the ultimate hijra goddess
god bless
a heart of gold
beneath
her ethnic dress
my soul loves
to caress
sit in a rickshah
at thane
they will take
you to her house
without asking you
her address
my hijra guru
my muse
this pilgrims
pedestrian poetic
progress
a story within a picture
a picture within a story
I digress
thank you laxmi
in your fold
you gave me access
for your abundant
love and largesse
your finery and finesse
Hijra Passion Unleashed
On 16 Feb 10, 4.18PM IST El said:
Congratulation of your very interesting pics
i love yours pics of hijra because this is my passion
i put some of them in my favoris
thanks my dear
This was a message sent to me by a Flickr contact.. I add it to poetry of sultry sensuality..
Hijra passion
unleashed
at haji malang
it rained money
they clapped
they danced
each other
they lovingly
teased
a moment
dying
in the embers of time
a moment like breeze
among
hijras such as these
lovers of Sufi shrines
tortured from
time immemorial
but lovers of peace
asking
for forgiveness
on bent knees
born as men
but the soul of a woman
they select to copy and freeze
these androgynous
beauties of haji malang
that the world envies
I Shoot Pain
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I shoot pain even
when it shows me
a smiling face
hijra ethnicity
hijra race
a fire
a burning pyre
they embrace
selling
their bodies
dancing
begging
down the hierarchy
an ancestry trace
the government
has yet to give
them their rightful place
a draconian law
article 377
their human soul
debase
to sodomize
their freedom
just in case
they dont mend
their ways
acid rain
purple haze
Her Name Is Kareena Hijra
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She is a transgender
her soul
to an androgynous god
she surrendered
dancing on the pyre
of her remorse
her inner self
she plundered
her name is
kareena hijra
a paigham of peace
a farman of hope
through her
dancing feet
she rendered
The Hijda Heavenly High
wingless
she learns to fly
hijra do or die
a teardrop
within a cry
androgynous
pain
no wealth
can buy
lost illusions
on lifes
clothes line
hung to dry
the hijra
heavenly high
a testicular tragedy
a solemn sigh
made in india
born in mumbai
a world of despair
hidden as a pearl
in the hijra eye
a wild orchid
a flower in bloom
a hopeless cacti
The Hijra Beauty Queen
always evergreen
on the other side
of a fence
the ass is
always green
the hijra beauty
queen
a tragedy
unforeseen
dichotomy of fate
engendered
no support to lean
dancing away
her woes
at hajimalang
she was seen
all of seventeen
fit for a debut
on a bollywood screen
thoda meetha
thoda namkeen
neither man nor woman
a hijra in between
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Shah-e-Mardan Sher-e-Yazdan Quwat-e-Parwardigar Lafata Ila Ali La Saif Ila Zulfiqar , originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1 ....
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Dargah of Hazrat Syed Ali Mira Datar Unava Gujrat , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. HAZRAT SYED ALI MIRA DATAR'S G...
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The Madariya Sufi Order Of India - Dam Madar Malangs , a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. From Wikipedia, the free encyclo...
