Shake It Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Shake it

My school-time-friend
Is married and I, a bachelor.

He plays with WhatsApp
Sends me clips, soft to hard.

Old, News, Dance, to Sex
In times some great girls
That are worth to observe.

Firm bodies that they shake
Playful, are teasers.

Lives with wife, children
In same house and place.

His daughter has daughter,
Soon to be teenager.

I forgive myself for
This joy and pleasure
But think of my friend,
Guess there is a shortage!
Does he need? Plays game?
What is wrong over there? "

It can be tiredness
Of same food, same place.

It can be working hard,
Coming home exhausted.

It can be because the
Neighbour's is greener.

Though friends for long time
Our talk is, in cheek tongue.

Instead joke and laugh
And tell him that he has
A good taste, lot of time.