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THE GIRL CHILD THE GIRL MOTHER – 25 viewsDate: 10/12/2005 Time: 03:14 PM Visits: 87
the girl child the girl mother,
one generation of sin
passed
on to the next
generation to sin,
woman such is your
fate
you will never ever win,
unless you stop producing kids
unless he stops seducing kids
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THE FUTURE OF THE GIRL CHILD – 27 viewsDate: 10/12/2005 Time: 03:02 PM Visits: 62
THE FUTURE OF THE GIRL CHILD
ON THE CROSS ROADS OF LIFE
SHE SITS AND WAITS..
THE PAVEMENT SMIRKS
HER FUTURE BERATES,
SHE WAS BORN FOR PLEASURE
PLEASURE SATIATES.
WOMEN AS A COMMODITY
IS BOUGHT IN CRATES
SERVED TO THE GOURMAND
IN GOLDEN PLATES
A MOTHER A SISTER A DAUGHTER
IMPRISONED WITHIN THE
WALLS ONE HATES
HUMANS DEVOURING
THEIR OWN KIND
CANNIBALISTIC TRAITS
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Traffic Signal Kids – 23 viewsDate: 10/12/2005 Time: 02:41 PM Visits: 39
with her back against the torments of a wall
man will plunder her, soon to a brothel instal.
she will try to get up with dignity.. but she will
have to crawl..
and fall
and fall
and fall
women a feat trying to walk tall
her fragile soul in a smashed doll
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THE GIRL CHILD – 21 viewsDate: 10/12/2005 Time: 02:26 PM Visits: 39
The girl child
this is a picture for my journal the girl child.
yes it is a badly abused doll.
yes its trying to find its way home,
it did not have a fight with a doll
yes it has come to the flea market to be resold.
yes some people.. love abused dolls
yes they make great punching bags,
yes it could not kill it self in the fetus
yes the womb that it came from was rented now and then,
if you want me to lullaby your conscience
with Santa Claus. Thanksgiving turkey, Halloween
wont be possible doesn’t exist in my world/
my world is of an abused toy doll
breathe a soul it will start crying
the saga of a girl. child
firoze shakir
photgrapherno1
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a brick in the wall – 21 viewsDate: 10/22/2005 Time: 08:20 AM Visits: 47
a brick in the wall
the child is the father of man..
see the generation
to generation
ungapped
life span..
insensitive consience
to a family plan..
i salute the child
truly schooled
to be father to
insensitive man
this is dedicated to a fern..
she lives beyond an ocean..
in my living grave i turn.
till as a message she
will return
hope this indianrose
firoze..she wont spurn,,,
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Firoze Shakir The Tailorman – 21 viewsDate: 10/19/2005 Time: 03:32 AM Visits: 96
well a tape in hand he measures..
tailorman his signature line his treasures.
dressed like a fakir..
he dresses churchill
a bitter pill.
hopes the english will foot the bill.
a tailor with a photographic skill
with his poems going
over the hill
where there is god
there is a will
life a comma, a full stop a nil
sometimes sweet this bitter pill.
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the dead indian – 15 viewsDate: 10/19/2005 Time: 02:28 AM Visits: 62
the only good indian..
an american saintly saying.. is a dead indian.
i offer you two for the price of one.
both tastefully colorfully well done
soldier blue they shoot horses dont they churn
oh how the west was won
dr stevelifegivinsky..
i was dead..
you made me be.
from the soul of
a commentator
you set me free
as free as yorriks self
screwing woolongong
incestuous tree
you heard my human plea
through oceans of a sea,,,
i thank you
bent across on my knee.
if you utter a single
word on uploading
to the nether world
i will flee.
friar my bosom pal
will agree,
,
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unfrozen feat – 12 viewsDate: 10/25/2005 Time: 09:57 AM Visits: 35
unfrozen feat
i walk barefeet
unfrozen feat
on a frozen ground
blisters, cuts, glass pieces.
dirt,earthy warmth,
no snow .
summary flakes
all that
make me complete.
does she know..
my feet sheds tears,,
droplets of blood
sweatish gore
self inflicted..
penance
for falling in love
beyond my reach
incomplete..
unfrozen feat.
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CENTRE STAGED COMMENT – 13 viewsDate: 10/23/2005 Time: 07:01 AM Visits: 64
falling in love presumably makes you a poet, not falling in love keeps you an arsehole all your remaining shelf life.
you remain where you are on the staircase without ever reaching a landing of her heart.
these are my earliest poem piggy banked at my home site
i release them here at flickr to be unread on her heart…
the sea shell the echoes of home sweet home..
shot by bw jatkar
date: 10/23/2005 time: 07:01 am visits: 64
centre staged
xris killed you all
i was outraged
a battle centrestaged
he was paying homage
alpha”betty”ically sending us away
highlit in areas that weren’t grey..
but we will live on buzznet and stay
xris you surely are going to pay
for killing romance..
thats going to end in marriage ‘
any way.
csorba
even yorrik has gone poetic pray.
rib stealer..on a bench
far away..
march 28th, 2007
mostly i commented in poetic form this was a comment on xris taylors most popular post at buzznet the tinies , he had in verse killed the cream of buznet …comments are what help us grow as bloggers, comments are sometimes the heart that beats our body posts.people ae wary to comment or not to comment , to the bloggers depravity not cause a dent ..delete and repent love uncoiled as yogic kundalini at the mercy of the serpent ..i bleed in moharam you mourn in lent ..
cyberspace a migrants tent from her page to your page it depends …
on my homesite no one has ever commented. that is a thought highly commentable .
www.photographerno1.com
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WIKIPEDIA PHOTOGRAPHERNO1 IN SIMPLE ENGLISH – 15 viewsdate: 10/23/2005 time: 06:14 am visits: 57
wikipedia photographerno1 in simple english
title picture for my journal
i waz a man
and no future plan.
i do what i do
the best that i can.
a dear man
and i waz a man
i do what i do
to the best that she can
to her future plan
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RUST IN PIECE BUZZBOT – 14 views Date: 03/19/2006 Time: 10:29 PM
RUST IN PIECE BUZZBOT
photographerno1: 11/30/2005 4:35 AM
Here lies the mechanical remains of Buzzbot
Screwd up emotions..Unwired Bloodless Clots.
Featured Favorites, Unfeatured Rots.
Flickrd,Buzznet,Fotothingy.. Webshots..
And photographerno1.com
2Queens and a Castle.. hit the dirt
And byte the Storm..
Memory fucked and raped by a ROM.
photographerno1: 01/04/2006 10:26 AM
Dear Buzzbot ..you should be hung by your mettalic balls
you should be slaughtered killed and shot.
fucked featured fotos on your
smellting melting and pelting grave
as fucked forget me nots..
fucked favorites..as transgendered hope
cockless men and twats
photograherno1 curses you
unfeatured while he rots..
for all the right reasons
your after death he plots
if ,if you were a woman
he might have had the hots.
photographerno1 3/20/2006 11:52 AM
A clit of a slit of a slot
I do hate you Buzzbot.
Your dizziness a fake orgasm
no not even Botox Shots
could help your dreams of
metallic tits and twats.
on my unfeatured conscience
a unbloodied cluless clot.
you are nothing
but a rusty old shit of a spoil sport.
RIP
RUST IN PIECE BUZZBOT
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Mary Magdalene A Womans Story – 12 viewspicture google images
Was she married to Jesus I dont know
desposyni a saga blistered in snow
Mary Magdalene a Woman
on human hearts
biblical winds did blow
Judas loved her silently so
betrayed Jesus for 30 pesos
inner turmoil one sided love
fighting a Jesus shadow
Mary Magdalene
a sexuality of a tornado
a tsunami a torpedo
the High Priest the Romans
the masters the slaves
all did kow tow
a primal force a dynamo
a dream within a dream
of Christ like halo
the crucifix to Golgotha
with human sins did plough
a dream turned to eternal
nightmare that just wont go..
bleeding hands bleeding feet
as sprurned love of Mary to show
apropos
me jaded faded in love
of Mary Magdalene
from head to toe
a womans story
more than a menstrual flow
quid pro quo
pain penance piety
through my picture show
i place this poem
at the feet of paxgitmo.
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