Home ~ Naadir Vorajee

This... Is not my home!
This is where the sugar does not taste sweet.
This is the place where the words have No meaning and the people have No faces!

The city has No religion. It's bright light shine through the humble man's hopes and lighten only his futile dreams...

This is not my home!
This is not where i live.

This place sells life with death as it's buyer...It's hustle and buzz rings only to the ears of wandering man searching for home-broken woman.

This place has No stars!
It's tar drives the cars to It's destination.
It's freedom is barred by sky-scrapers that not even the tallest man can escape!
This place is not my home...

The people are slaves to the "tick" of every "tock"
They are slaves to the "Yes" of every "No".

This place can't be my home...

Oh, take me back...
to the place where my feet Touch the soil,
where the sun shines to Me and Not the smoke in the sky.
Take me back to the place where my food has taste and the proud stars can guide me,
the place where my roots can grow and My meaning has life, where my fruits of labour bore from and my charity began...

Take me back to the place where i cried my first tear and breathed my first breath...


©  Naadir Vorajee


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Dancing Angels ~ Sarah Tandy

There is a lightness to them,
The way they sway as if nothing will break their unknown path.
Barely captured, an eyelash of white
Souring through the open freedom…
So light.
Many a face they pass
But not a whisper is heard.
A flash of a life
Purely for the joy of a dance.


©  Sarah Tandy


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for us ~ Naadir Vorajee

brilliant Minded, little girl
taken from this unfair world.
Gangstrous thief and deadly man,
Left to live, walk and stand...

good she did, Great she saw...
never once, broke she a law.
Men he killed, women he raped,
Boys and girls had he slice-naped...

slept her pale, upon her bed,
waiting to Go from bleeding head...
Bullet shot he... another dead...
Saw only money, did he instead.

twilight fell, over her eyes
and flew her with the butterflies...
One by one, did he his deed
And on and on, his life he'll feed...
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Sorrow does this world not hear?
Deafness falls upon it's ear!

Death lies upon this earth,
Why then, does Life give birth?


Naadir Vorajee

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Marriage ~ Naadir Vorajee

lend me to your body
feel me in your mind
touch my heart around you
let your soul be mine

feel it in your heaven
make true loves first kiss
know my passion upon you
let ignorance be bliss

see me in Eden
know me by my taste
consummate our love
make not marriage a waste

for inner lusts are gone
and true spirits are here
feel tonight's beauty
love me, my dear.


Naadir Vorajee

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