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Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
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             there's a fruit     from the heavens              
God send pomaceous fruit none dispute
           I'm the Earth a blue apple in the universe          
I'm the law of gravity under my shady tree
I'm pure juice fibre diet food of goodness
bite me,  my white breast delicious flesh
your **** lips my red beckoning skin
and eat me everyday, I'll be the one
I'll keep the doctors at bay
old proverb say
Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
Don't go outside on December 31st
Don't go outside at 11:59 pm. Just
Don't go outside for cigarettes
Or round the corner for a pack of beer
Don't go outside even for a drink
Otherwise, that evening
If you step out of that door, for sure
You'll come back next year.
Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
The old lady needs a make over
She doesn't need to be saved by a Super hero
She needs her people united to avoid disaster
When the old lady will shriveled away to zero
She'd be tired with a gaunt going round her axis
And she'll fall like a gigantic boulder into the abyss

With the universe churning like an evil broth
Of assortment of planets of moons and stars
A galactic concoction of a gloomy source
She'd be depleted by calamities and wars
Annihilated by a nuclear misadventure
Being torn to shreds be ripped by nature

There'll be no spring, no summer, autumn
or winter
How can she ceased to be a dark deserted planet
If she doesn't have concerned tenants to save her
A century of torment of abuses upon her we beset
On her we populate upon her we plundered *******
With selfishness, greed and avarice, brainless myopic attitude

We need to have iron will to change rhetoric will not suffice
We must believe if we try we can reduced carbon emissions
We can desist nuclear armament let us not compromise
Replenish her trees, clear her air, clean her waters of toxic pollutants
We want solutions to revise her make her look prettier
For the sake of our next generation, lets give her a make over
Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
The swan
At lake side
Moonlit night
Gracefully
Gently white
Luminously
Glossy bright

The swan
By lake side
Silently rides
Effortlessly
Purely prides
Soothingly
Softly glides

The swan
To lake side
Gracefully ply
Beautifully
Elegantly shy
Majestically
Nonchalantly by
Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
He was a
Keeper of a garden
Before tyres and hooves
Trampled urban life awaken
Before noisy crows on roofs
Wind played like children
Scatter leaves fly lay
Palm open

Darkness
Engines hum quieten
Night ends habits of fools
Litter bugs littering little Eden
By first light brandished tools
For grass shrubs and fern
On a street a living
He earns

Sky scrapers
Gaze down on citizen
Converging with rising sun
In vertical shadows they listen
Brooms on wheels have begun
Cleaning the street concern
As he cut shrubs grass
And fern
Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
The soul is untouchable mysterious
Entity in a sanctum of a remote corner
A growing living embryo fused in us
Till death  we part company thereafter

The ephemeral body of yours is a shell
There the soul dwell kept to nurture
Treat it with care as you'd a garden well
Cause it could be your only treasure

The soul is the light burning inside you
Never sleep with a battery everlast
The one with you through and through
Until the light's last shadow is cast

The reclusive soul is God's loyal servant
Upon its master's demise in an instant
To be discharged of all duties to be sent
A place reserved unknown and distant

As reincarnation of you on judgement day
To declare truth unerring as an arrow
Every good tidings to every act gone astray
Of a false glittering world we borrow

No mercy recalcitrant sinners can expect
Your filial soul will remain forever true
And go gentle with it and go with respect
For you're the soul and the soul is you

Shower love affection with God's praises
Constantly nourish it with good deeds
To enrich it with supplication and prayers
That's all it asked for that's all it needs
Mohamed Nasir Dec 2017
What can I say only to Allah I pray
The loss of innocent lives
The gnawing blazing fire slay
Perished as they shrieked strived
To get away

What can we do oh what should we do
That no more of our children
Will suffer death again as those few
Fledgling lives loss without reason
Gone before due

We should not let this forbidden
Act allowed to happen again
But seemed as if all is forgotten
As usual back to our mundane
Ways as if all has been forgiven

The angst suddenly subsided with the fire
That ravaged beloved innocent bodies
Had stoked aflame now left but ember
Such their guardian's desire for justice
The coward hearts timidly surrender

The law could mend the broken hearted
For the culprits had been caught
Won't vindicate the souls of the departed
Even if the culprits go before the court
Even called martyrs by the head trusted

To dedicate look after to take care
Of children sent to be religious to learn
Be responsible and responsive aware
Of the laws and safety concerned
That should be adhered to not to bare
To fate leaving lives and school to burn
An ode to the innocent lives taken by the early dawn fire of a religious school here in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia quite a while back. The headmaster so far has not been called for questioning. He even claimed those died were martyrs. But his hands are stained with the blood of the innocents.
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