Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Mother Shot By Marziya Shakir 3 Year Old
outside a shia mosque she sits
publicly showcasing her pain
appealing to a mother whose
son was named hussain
mother the source of
maternal rain as it falls
as tears soaking the heart
of a parched painful domain
ashura karbala two
pillars that steadfastly
remain sham sham sham
he cries out through
the bondage of yazidi chains
1400 years he is still alive
truth justice equality humanity
can never be slain
Marziya Shakir 3 Year Old
a story of love
in her palm
she holds
with every image
a new path unfolds
marziya shakir
3 year old
brave and bold
good as gold
on the threshold
of our household
unlearnt photography '
with a blindfold
shooting the darkness
panting with light
a mind pin holed
a vision holistically
healing karmically
controlled
One Year Old
what lies beyond
she knows
as she
beautifully grows
a street photographer
walking the walk
like firoze
with a nikon
D 80 camera
images flow
now three
although
marziya shakir
a tear drop
of hope
that on the cosmic
consciousness
of this street poet
froze poetry
within the silhouette
of prose a wounded
world enumerated woes
where man with another
man comes to blows
those who talk of love
with hate emotions show
running faster than time
yet too slow on a
tight rope to and fro
The Birthday Girl Turns 3 - Marziya Shakir
among her
best friends
her best friend
barbie
hope happiness joy
on both their faces
you can see
marziya shakir
soul of poetry
street photographer
capturing the soul
of humanity
unlearning
photography
the world in
her open palm
glistening
like a dew drop
of hope harmony
the birthday girl
turns three