Mohamed Nasir: Favorites

Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir

Attachment

Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir

Melancholy of Innocence

Beyond the time we are born
After the time we will die
You and I have something
A bond, a connection

Otherwise why so much of
LOVE attachment
Otherwise why our hearts
Long each other's beats

Whether we know this or not
Whether we agree with this or not
Whether we believe in it or not

You and I have something
A bond, a connection
Otherwise why so much of
LOVE attachment

Till we met each other
The life was a foggy mist
Hazy, smoked and dimmed
Everywhere we go,
We meet the fake faces
Wearing smile masks
We huff and puff and ask
"Where can we go now?"

And...

Then we met each other
On an fateful turn of life
As total strangers
Unknown to LOVE's plans

"Why is it that without our permission
Our hearts exchanged LOVE-light vibes?"

"Oh, have we met before?"

Seeing you, feeling you, realizing YOU
I felt -
Beyond the time we are born
After the time we will die
You and I have something
A bond, a connection
Otherwise why so much of
LOVE attachment

Today...
YOU live for my smile
I live for your happiness
We must have surely crossed
LOVE paths before this birth
I remember memories of
Dancing together before...
Swaying in LOVE breeze
In night's embraces

Now,
Let us NOT miss this moment of LOVE
Let us not get separated from each other
Let us fight everyone and everything
Who are against our LOVE

Let us PROMISE each other
We will remain in this
Entanglement of LOVE forever
For this life-time at least

Beyond the time we are born
After the time we will die
You and I have something
A bond, a connection
Otherwise why so much of
LOVE attachment

Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir

these sunken hills

Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir

Rohan P

these sunken hills

you have taken
me to these sunken hills
to stare at the cold
stone bunker
leaning against the dawn.

you have bruised me
in faraway places: my peripheral
vision was never
as finely attuned.

askew with your thoughts—
leaning against my shoulder,
leaning against the dawn.

Here's a brief analysis of my own work...

We depend on that which is faraway—and we become cold for the wanting of it.

While you are physically "leaning against my shoulder", you feel to be leaning against the "dawn": leaning against something remote and faraway. That's what's hindering our relationship; we've lost our closeness.

That's why the hills are "sunken". That's why it's a "bunker", not a cottage or cabin.

Hence my injuries. Hence my lack of "peripheral vision": I could never quite make out what you were reaching for.

Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir

Can We Go Back to the Ways of Our Youth

Sep 2018 Mohamed Nasir

Diana

Can We Go Back to the Ways of Our Youth

Just for a second
Can we go back
To the ways of our youth

Just for a second
Can guys and girls
Sit around and just talk
Without any ****** tension
Permeating the air

Can we just be content
With listening to one another
Diving deeper and deeper
Into conversations
That are so deep and complex
A Milky Way feels threatened

Can I just smile
Genuinely smile
Not one that twists my lips upwards
And reaches my eyes
But with my soul
Without having another
Mistake my kindness
For anything more
Than it is

Just for a second
Can I stop having to analyze
Another's actions
Or my own
In fear of rejection
Or misinterpretation

Just for a second
Can we go back
To the ways of our youth
To simplicity
To authenticity
Back to when
I was just a girl
And you were just a boy
Without hormones or society
Affecting our interactions
Back to the ways of our youth

I miss innocent conversations and interactions that don't involve anything other than the words that come from another's mouth and their actions because innocence masks a lot of things.