The Water Tap Has Gone Dry

The Water Tap Has Gone Dry, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

The Doors of Wisdom

The Doors of Wisdom, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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through
the doors of wisdom
of a slum childs heart
begins a lesson
in humility
that from
the child of a
rich man
puts him apart
both
through
their karma
their destiny
a new path chart
the poor child
with all shortcomings
you cannot outsmart
living on the slender
thread of hope
his journey starts
the rich mans father
drives a merc
the poor mans father
pushes a hand cart
bodily blows
of bad luck
the poor child
will thwart
for one life
is poverty
for the other
cultural art

The Mad Poet of Bandra

The Mad Poet of Bandra, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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she got tired
of his poems
she threw
him out
on the street
fucked forever
barefeet
dust humidity
fucked heat
although
she has deleted him
from
her fucked
consciousness
from her hard disk
his data she could
not delete
a cryptic heart beat
a pain now a memory
bitter and sweet
life a story
incomplete
seminal sorrow
beneath a winding sheet
a stop gap dead beat
in the cold storage
of her heart
putrid dead meat

On The Weeping Mound of a Slum

On The Weeping Mound of a Slum, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

pain stuck
to sorrow
like
chewing gum
on the
weeping
mound of a slum
sounds
of silence
from a broken drum
the flesh was willing
the soul has gone numb

Boxed In Lost in Transit

Boxed In Lost in Transit, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

a slum lounge
without
a future
without hope
they sit
boxed in
lost in transit
childhood
among vipers
in a snake pit
every step
they get hit
their world
unlit
time
the culprit
as they grow
age
to their
fucked fate
submit
a poem
an ode
on childhoods
obit

to elisa davinca

The Street Don

The Street Don, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

abbe gandu
hafta behejta ke nahi
teri maka sudarta ke nahi
sale abhi ake tera hath
pair tod daloonga
madar chod
bhadwe ki aulad
rand chodi ka


I moved away hurriedly don was smiling but fucking the happiness of the businessman at the other end..

Two Blind Men

Two Blind Men, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

outside the
jain mandir
they stand
sockets
for eyes
open hands
pain that
my camera
panned
a world
of darkness
crumbling
sand
living
on crumbs
urban
wastelands