Mohamed Nasir

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

Today the King passed away
The cloudy sullen sky
The lull mourning air
The day intense sombre
On every channel
On every radio and television
On the printed pages
Of every newspaper
The bold headlines
Columns written
Views and interviews
Stories told retold
By young and old
Light and warm hearted
Or wrenching while it lasted
Experiences anecdotes
And quotes
Of his fine attributes
His kindness generosity
Of his royal character
Of a King much loved
A King we all knew
A King we served
Accustomed to
His simple dignified
Regale grandeur ways
On this day
His Royal Highness
The King passed away
And soon they'll parade
The Royal Highness
Pass our way
There rows upon rows
Of his loyal subjects
Cascading on to streets
Roads and sidewalks
To pay their last respect
Their last farewell
To his last journey
For the last time
That will last forever
In our minds

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

I Bake A Cake

I bake a cake
I take great care to make
I bake the cake
I make for your sake
I take the cake
I make to the lake
I fell asleep and dreamt
I saw a snake ate the cake
I bake and make
for your sake
By the lake
I ran from the snake
That ate the cake
I bake and make
For your sake by the lake
I awake to find the cake I bake
And make for your sake that
The snake ate by the lake
A story I fake

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

Mushrooms

I saw some
mushrooms here together
growing on a log decayed by the weather
this morning they were here now reminiscences
the stools wild delicate looked like mottled houses
from afar build on the slopes on top of a hill spread
around dampened undergrowth on the ground
they settled well
ephemeral though
really I don't know
will they come home
again after the rain
on the log in the
shade traces
of white
faces

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

Poet-tree

If I can be a
tree what kind of a tree do
I want to be I can be as useful as a
coconut tree an orange tree a banana
tree have some light refreshments at the
pant-tree perhaps join the army and be in
the infant-tree or I can study dentist-tree
carpent-tree I can paint be an artist-tree
but oh I guess you know all I want
to be is free to write and be
a poet-tree

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

If And If Only

she'll be sitting in her wheel chair
and speaks in the past tense daily
she'll let time fade without a care
and dwell on the if and the if only

she'll be awake or she'll be in a daze
she'll be dreaming of her yesteryears
and let repetitive echoes reveberates
and listening holding back her tears

if she could just have her youth back
if she hadn't used words so callously
if she could find the means to retract
if she had apologized do it differently

if only she hadn't been so intoxicated
if only she could let him drive instead
if only he didn't have to go needlessly
if only her memories could be deleted
if only she hadn't forsaken her sanity

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

Lonely

When I feel
Lonely so lonely
I'd be at a cemetery
I'd go to where you are
I'd be with you to whisper
I'd speak as no one's around
I'd tell things you won't frown
Pour my heart to you evermore
Until my feelings of loss no more
Till become speechless you & me
For underneath the silent earth
In peaceful bliss they'll both be
Dearly to me lay side by side
Mom & dad makes me sad
Through tortures years
Yet memories lingers
Embedded in tears
Marble & stone
I'm still alone

Mohamed Nasir Oct 2017

***

At my age *** is not for lust
*** is like the fleeting butterfly
It touches flowers as it goes by
At my age *** does not last

At my age *** is not for lust
For this wrinkle hands do not creep
And find you while you snug in sleep
*** is for someone you trust

At my age *** is not lust
It's not always ready plug and play
Takes time for foreplay some delay
And before I get go I bust

At my age *** is not lust
It's not for the oohs and ahhhs
As this muscle is not what it was
It just won't do when I ask