Sunday, February 2, 2014

The Most Famous Child Beggar Of Ajmer


a pair
of stubs
for legs
one hand
half a
stump
in the air
life has
has been
very unfair
sitting on
his handcart
of dreams
he dares
his mother
watches
over him
with care
or other
rogue beggars
will steal his
alms . adds
to their despair
he needs no
footwear
once a year
you will find
him here
the most famous
spiritual fair
pilgrims come
from everywhere
for a breath of
fresh air ..
khwajah garib
nawaz the
greatest saint
of india ,, his
home our home
holy ajmer

Oh God Forgive Me For My Sins


the diminutive
human doll
cursed with
aging skin
looked up
at the heavens
raised her chin
bedridden forever
dying from within
she pleaded to her
maker of her
spiritual discipline
in his paradise
of painless moments
of everlasting happiness
if he would let her in
than she closed her
eyes for second
cosmically her soul
on the axis of her
imagination whirred
began to spin .
her cosmic fate of
a born loser she knew
could never win..

Born to Beg

god merciful
gave him a
face a body
but twisted
legs..
the monument
of his humanity
supported on
two crooked pegs

Two Beggars on the Crossroads of Life



ten for you and ten for him
we two beggars .. blessed him
for his kindness his generosity
charitable sensitivity ,, we found
in him ,.. in the currents of a
cosmic river we all swim,,
connecting finally with the
creator of this universe
the ultimate Him...
a world of sorrow remorse
overflowing at the brim

Saturday, February 1, 2014

"When beggars die there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes."


the car
is not
responsible
for this
beggars death
before she was
born to pay
for her accidental
birth her parents
had wishfully
mortgaged her
breath...

"When beggars die there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes."

a shibboleth

to meld s mind ...
a thoughtless text

Mama Will I Be A Beggar Too When I Grow Up


in the voice
of an adult
i imagined
he spoke up
but society
answered
you are a
beggar
will always
be a beggar
please shut up
in your mothers
lap..the death
of you dreams
to sum up..
after you
soon another
beggar in
your mothers
lap will come up

And Yet Another One Bites The Dust,,,



muslim beggar
life and times
bad to worse
much before
he was born
by cosmic
fate he was
allegedly
cursed
dreams
of making
it big he
never
nursed
much before
his first breath
of hope the bubble
burst ,,kissing
mother earth
long distances
he has traversed
only death that
frivolously plays
hide and seek
with his wanton
desires hesitates
feet first ..held
captive coerced
the beggar or
his beggary
what came
first ...
in-quenchable
thirst ...from ashes
to ashes dust to dust
head first ,,,

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