Lost Horizon of Hope

Lost Horizon of Hope, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

as i come a step
forward into
the corridors
of my mind
it recedes
a karmic chaos
as my soul bleeds
surmounting debts
overcrowded needs
growing over
my living dead body
like unwanted weeds
every day sprouts
a new seed
as more and more
pain anguish
unstoppably breeds
my thoughts my actions
my dehydrated deeds
in a dark circle
of despair
indeed
on the
interest
cumulative
compounded
blood suckers feed
the last final stand
of a woeful
whispering weed
the silhouette
of my honesty
sincerity
integrity
all around
me blasphemous
greed
trying to foreclose
my account
caught
in an emotional
stampede
the writings
on the wall
my diminished
diabetic
eyesight
cant read
going
round
round and round
hand bound
a failure
trying
hard to
succeed
tears on the soul
of a mortgaged deed

The Sacrificial Goat And A Comic Poet on The Facebook of Life

The Sacrificial Goat And A Comic Poet on The Facebook of Life, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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beneath his fur
beneath my flesh
we are same
he is a
sacrificial goat
i cosmic
poet in name
conjoined fate
on a face book of life
friends
we became
he respects me
i respect him
mutual
coexistence
tolerance
we proclaim
though we
are different
in our views
of life
our religiosity
he is an agnostic
i a shia
but living
together
is our aim
for the faults
of our ancestry
each other
we do not blame
but he is more
human
than i am
a butchers kinife
looming
over his frame
i am a slave
of my karma
my demons
i could not tame
bruised embattled
maimed
we both indian
idols doomed
contenders
in a reality game
so we both have
locked up
our comment boxes
on the facebook of life
i know
it is a bloody shame
no more likes
unlikes
feeds
status
updates
life is simply
a passing game
hate registered
beneath
a false name
before you build
castles in the air
sleepless night
dont set the world
aflame

in the backwaters
of gods
own country
a chopped hand
is notoriety
of ill fame
insult
to hope humanity
all the same

Will She Find What She Is Searching For

Will She Find What She Is Searching For, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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muslim girl child
going to a municipal
school is a comfort
if not more
education
the most
important
jehad
against
ignorance
we must fight for
but if she
was treated
as an asset
by muslim
society
not a liability
her life
would be
more
meaningful
than before
but we failed
the muslim
girl child
on every score
in the waters
of gloom will
she find what
she is searching for
hope buried
beneath the floor
fate shy
hidden behind
closed doors
her call for
a better life
they ignore
she is the
future
of our race
a fact
they abhor

Kya Ye Bat Sach Nahi

Kya Ye Bat Sach Nahi, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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ham apke gharon se
purana saman
kachra bhangar
uthate hain
ache paise bhi
dilwate hain
ab ap
batieye
ke apke
shahr
ki gangdagi
hum nikalwate hain
toh bhai ham
malaria
kaise
pehlate hain
yeh bat
sunkar
ham dang
reh jate hain


agar
ap apna
mahol
sudharte
gali kuchon
ko saf karte
shayad
ek sal main
30000
log
malaria se
nahi
marte

She Begs

She Begs, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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to keep
he body and soul
alive
through
alms
you give
her
she survives
because
of her blessings
your children
her children
thrive

The Hijra Posterized

The Hijra Posterized, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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before
I could click
her picture
she transformed
i realized
within a blink
of an eye
the hijra
posterized
computerized
re sized
her pain
capsized
she said
bhai
dont take
my picture
by my folks
I will be recognized
I know you
post
our pictures
on the net
I am not surprised
we are hijras
children
of a lesser god
they call us evil eyed
saying this she ran away
before my eyes
neither man
nor woman
a human form
disguised

Memories of My Grand Mother Bhabo Ammi

Memories of My Grand Mother Bhabo Ammi, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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I shot this recently in Mumbai but while working on it and posting it here I was thrown back in time , of time spent as child at my maternal grand mothers house near Pata Nala Lucknow .

This ancestral house and several of them close to each other belonged to my late grand father Daroga Nabban Saab eminent poet and related to Mir Anis.


This place had a peculiar address it was called Imli wali Gali and it was close to Kankar Kua..and when my maternal grand father died it was my grand mother Bhabo Ammi or Nazmi Begum who bought up her children as my grand fathers first wife and her children migrated to Pakistan.

Chaudan one uncle remained behind but he too left in later life.


I was bought up by my maternal grandmother and she taught me about my Shia roots and heritage, and this was only when we visited Lucknow.


I was not aware of her death , but seeing this lady in Mumbai I was thrown back into a pond of old memories.

Now my mother is dead too, and my dad , and Lucknow of old has receded in the back ground , the ancestral house of grand parents no more exists all sold off by my mothers only brother.

So pictures conjure images that have no relation with the pictures we shoot..trigger sad painful memories of lost hopes and lost illusions.

Only the mouse clicks the pain into oblivion.

And a blog does this to me and perhaps might connect with someone living on the edge of hope and add a smile on his or her face ..and you dont have to be Dickens to write what you want to write ..simple words simple sentences simple thoughts are the heirlooms of humanity..

If the blog was not invented God would have created it , from the coccyx of Man ,,,to add to his Tale.