this could be a shot
while he was growing
in his mothers womb
of pain to a world
outside he too would
be fucked enchained
a vegetable crying
for the loss of
his cosmic brain
no no more just
once he wont ever
come back again
among the debris
of a bombed
structure lie
his remains
i just got this .. in my head .. before it hit the sidewalk of my heart
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I ask myself was she given in marriage to a man who forces her to beg along with her child in heat humidity storm rain..
I am a poet not just a photographer understand her pain..The Mullahs are least bothered building mosques madrsas.. A rich man's Islam rebuild regain over the poor they want to reign.. The poor from birth to death enslaved in chains... Yes I shoot Muslim beggars on the parchment of pristine Islam I show the blood stains.. Unrepentant down in the gutter it drains crying out for Justice once again.
Allah ke nam pe ek paisa do is their chant and refrain..
#muslimbeggars
#mullahs
##firozeshakir
#beggarpoet
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the sleepwalkers
on the sleepless
internet i replied
connected to life
inducing
Internet wires
attached
to the veins
in the soul
i lied
he looked
at me bewildered
eyes open wide
as i shot him
from a cab
i gave him
this ride
a lift
to his destination
untried
time stood still
the soul was
willing
the inner
vision cried
Tags: beggar poetry street photography muslim beggars
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beggar poets with
empty pockets
have nothing to share
a circle at the mercy
of a deadpan square
miserly breathing free air
Tags: #pocketpoem
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pictures i shoot
i will not delete
with what you
shoot i dont
compete
i shoot pain
suffering
sorrow
beggars
hijras
people
fragmented
incomplete
i shoot
suicidal defeat
sometimes
i shoot strangers
their attitude
sitting in
cab in the
front seat
i shoot husk
i shoot chaff
of life
i shoot wheat
i shoot bodies
dying heartbeats
i shoot a path
where hope
failure meet
a thought
as a microblog
i tweet
on google+
i pimp my
beggarly angst
i dont defraud
reality
or cheat
i am diabetic
bitter i hate
sweets
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