Firoze Shakir Poet - Frozen Time

Monday, April 11, 2011

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I hate blogspot and the tool that shove up my ass called WORD VERIFICATION,..If I blog one too many

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Soch

Soch, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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tum kya
sochti ho
yeh sochta
hoon main
zinda lash hoon
kabr main
kafan nochta
hoon main
mitti aur khaq
ko seene se
dabochta
hoon main
apne mare
hue hathon se
kabr ka jigar
kharochta
hoon main

Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya

Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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Most of my pictures are odds ends bits of fragmented broken glass pieces of life..I dont plan pictures I shoot from moving rickshas cabs I dont have wheels I walk barefeet shoot pictures as pathos poetry of life.

Because of a diabetic leg injury I have forced my feet in slippers my soul of course is wild restless like a speeding wave it lashes my consciousness that is awake when it is sleep..

I dont know how to dance but I do the kaif and the kaif or the Sufi trance without drugs afim , charas or ganja takes me beyond the spectrum of my imagination I do a whirring kaif with my camera and than lose consciousness banging my head on concrete but my camera more shrewder than me saves itself from further damage.

When I saw him moving on the road for me it was a dance serpentine and I shot it as such..and I was reminded of the old Hindi song..old songs were a staple diet, that I was bought up on as child living in the palatial house of Nawab Kashmiri.a yesteryear doyen .contemporary of Dilip Saab Jayant Johnny Walker Mukri all football Rovers Cup fans ....

At Khatau Bhuvam now Jony Castle..we stayed as tenants in their servants quarters with Nawab Saabs family , Nawab saab had passed away..a long time back and I am talking of 1954- 1955

On the other side of the same building was Keith Kanga my childhood friend who became the King of Rock in Mumbai founder of Atomic Forest.

So seeing this cripple Muslim beggar and shooting him was throwing a ripple in a pond coming up with myriad emotions..being a poet this comes easily as a photographer I think I would have been clinical with a single desire shoot and fuck off..

I am happy that street photography squeezed poetry into my soul...

Lyrics of the song

Maein Zindagi Ka Saath Nibhata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Udata Chala Gaya

Barbadiyon Ka Shok Manana Fizul Tha
Barbadiyon Ka Jashan Manata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Uda…

Jo Mil Gaya Usi Ko Muqaddar Samajh Liya
Jo Kho Gaya Maein Usko Bhulata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Uda…

Gham Aur Khushi Mein Farq Na Mehsoos Ho Jahan
Maein Dil Ko Us Muqaam Pe Laata Chala Gaya
Har Fikar Ko Dhuen Mein Uda…

mohomed rafi saab

Power Puff Bubble A Poet In Trouble

Power Puff Bubble A Poet In Trouble, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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sher ki tarah
ghurrati ho
phir bheegi
billi ban jati ho
roti ho
muskurati ho
ghar bulakar
marke
bhagati ho
kyon
deactivate
ho jati ho

shola shabnam
mera sar par
barsati hi

mere khatah
sirf yeh
ke main tumhe
chathoo hoon
tum kisi
aur ko
chahti ho

latoo
ki
trah
nachati ho
na kehna
par kya kya
kehjati ho

poems as figments of my mind

My Camera Is A Voyeur Too

My Camera Is A Voyeur Too, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

Main Bhi Waqt Ka Bhangar Hoon

Main Bhi Waqt Ka Bhangar Hoon, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

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Unke dil se raste
pe kabadi ke hath
pheka hua pyar hoon..
main ek befuzool lamha
main jeet aur main har hoon
tuta hua mukdha
tuta hua sitar hoon
nam se kuch bhi
pukariye main to
intezar hoon
gardish ke sukhe
pholoon ki tarah
ujda hua chaman
ek tooti hiu
diwar hoon