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Mohamed Nasir Oct 2018
This poem is my way of saying goodbye

After being on this road called hello poetry
Perhaps I need to stop for rest for gas.

Perhaps I bore some people with my poems
Especially the shapely ones.

I humbly apologize. Actually I can't help it.
It forms into its own without my trying to.

Like driving it's enjoyable while you're at it.

Thank you so much for having me.
You guys have been great.

I shall not come by this way again.

There will be other roads to take.
There will be another destination to reach.

Adieu, adios, goodbye.
Mohamed Nasir Oct 2018
After the roar of the wind
had grinded down to die

sullen clouds dispensed
disbursed off their load

mist particles descended
sunlight pierced through

what's left of clouds there
poses a beautiful rainbow

emergence of light on drops
of rain crossing the azure sky

mighty nature stoops like a dog
locked in the element's grasped

growls and struggles to no avail
splashing it's body of curly trees

furs soaked forest dripping wet
spraying water into the breeze

nature needs to be scrubbed
once in a while like clothes

feeling good fresh as air
lay wagging it's tail.
  Oct 2018 Mohamed Nasir
Rizna M Rameez
People,
Don't neglect the importance
Of family
Of friends
Of human relationships

Why else did Allah
Breathe into life Adam
And create Eve?

People say Allah is enough
He is
But that doesn't mean we don't need those around us
I repeat,
Why did Allah Himself
CREATE EVE?

A friend
A family
A companion

One to share love
And life
17.10.2018
Life and Love. Allah.
  Oct 2018 Mohamed Nasir
Timur Shamatov
Love is like a ****** - it hurts at first
Like a shooting pain from a needle that
****** the skin in a middle of your arm
Like a fire, floating through your veins as it
Burns it's way to a middle of your heart
Before it clouds your mind
You feel your body float as
Free as one will ever be
Unknowingly your mind slows and races
To unimagined peak of ecstasy.
Mohamed Nasir Oct 2018
Foreign soil leaves fall
One by one so too we all
Leaves, us, waits God's
call
Mohamed Nasir Oct 2018
If
my
mind
be mired
by thoughts
of nefarious
vengeance
negative
hate
if
devil
doubts
thrives in
joyless
state
of
mind
gasping
drowning
in pitiful
woeful
self
no
light
shines
sparkles
a diamond
muddled
in mud
there
left
a
mind
unnerved
be eclipsed
shrouded
in dark
ness
if
the
mind
crippled
and spirits
be shakened
not broken
would I
still
be
me?
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