Laxmi and her Hijdas love the Hookah.
A nawabi pastime.
I dont drink smoke or fornicate .

My passion is capturing life
the hijda fary tale in a photo blog
on the other side of the human fence..
through the mystical intricacies of my lens
wisdom hidden in nonsense
eunuch faces wrinkled and tense
androgynous raptures
amorphous moments that
dont make sense
holistic hijda healing
that human souls cleanse
mysterious mind paths
crooked and dense
forget forgive recompense
humiliated insulted
disfranchised
marginalised
but dont take offense
hijdaeroticness
hijda suspense
on the face of society
without any expense


http://www.firozeshakir.com

clapping their hands
on the street
hijda loves to greet
neither man nor woman
the hijda incomplete
born with dancing feet
hijda humanity
die standing
unwrapped misfortune
weeping tears
embalmed in a
winding sheet
rains the dust and the heat
their manly destiny
they did cheat
at the mercy of a genderless god
I repeat
the hijda a somnolent
sadist society
does not know how to treat
a spiritual silent soul
embedded in a flesh concrete

http://hijdaeunuchblog.wordpress.com

a picture
a visage
unfulfilled moments
time did bleach
memories
emotions
heart pulling
heart rending
silence
now beyond my reach
her path
my path
an uncollided route
brakes humanly did screech
souls made for each other
cruel destiny did breach
they practice pragmatism
who teach
what others preach
one man on this universe
its bush you must impeach

http://www.firozeshakir.com

I have started a new set of Blogs at Word Press on the magical worl of the Indian Eunuch-
their life style , with my pictures and poems ..

http://hijdaeunuchblog.wordpress.com

http://www.hijda-eunuch.com