MARIA THE LEPER

Even in the soul 
of darkness 
lies a spectral 
glow

Cosmic 
fate does not 
show

But;
god within 
eyes of 
a child knows 

A poetic pause 
as it clambers… 
grows

Shot by a 14 month 
old child a moment,

Morbid,

Morose

Encapsulating 
text-less prose; 

Maria the leper 
lady silent 
foreboding 
doomed 
in tattered 
clothes 

Eyeless sockets 
leprous nose, 
yet held her pose 

A trampled 
rose

As the 
image 
held in the 
palm of this 
child instantly 
froze ..

What came first the camera?

 The vision?

Thought imposed?

Giving birth to a photo unopposed!

A poem by my friend;

Firoze Shakir

MISTY BLUE

“To thyself be true”

In this thou art all alone;

Better to be misty blue,

Than thy truth postpone!

ROTMS

MENTAL BREAKDOWNS

From “Out of the blue”

Hues of grays 'n browns

Matters not what be true

When one is plagued by;

Mental meltdowns...

ROTMS