NURSE! NURSE!

NURSE! NURSE!

A Poem by MokaThePoet
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it is a poem which i wrote and medical attention.. it is all about facts. and it is a real story life situation in an awesome way..enjoy

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The sun is at dusk

Face so rough you’d think I’m on a mask                      

But one thing I ask

What happened to the milk in the flask?

Which disappeared as I was at bask

I think this is a simple task

Just seating and remembering about the past

The moment when you feel your bladder will burst

Coz you have nowhere to cast

Your waste which is on a rate which is fast

The moment when everything wants to come first

So fast till you forget about lust

Having no emotions anymore at last

At least you have no dust

Because cleanliness is a must

To avoid the rust

This will be seen as the crust

Of your own vast.

 

Am in a local hospital not to see a dentist

But this pain in my head still persist

Therefore on medication I insist

Even if it’s on dead meat I’ll feast

I confuse that am not a beast

I don’t know the list

Of liquor I’ve handled with my wrist

So far I’ve never seen the morning mist

Coz I wake up late, I need a physicist.

 

She appeared majestically in a suit which was bright

This would make one lose sight

She speculated, ‘Are you alright?’

Full of tension and fright

I responded loudly and upright

Suddenly she offered something with her hand which is right

 An apple for a bite

It was so sweet and so light

She was so blessed with figure and height

And was standing next to me on the right

Side of the bed, I wonder was it right?

She was there for the prescription

And the way I fear medication

Especially with a female injection

Which would outrigger the emotion?

Of one experiencing an erection

Of the world wide weird intention

Of inventing an invention

Of freedom free spacious inflection

Which perplex the induction?

 

Yes am a suspicious character

Especially around female doctors

Though I have female mentors

Who are famous of being inventors

But not like me a predator

Who is a good professional actor

On eyes-wide tongue-out sector

By the way my relative is a pastor

But all in all I am a good imposter

In satisfaction I’m an impersonator.

 

Don’t confuse me with a pretender

Because am a good lender

Once upon a time I dated a bar tender

She was the recipient, I was the sender

We would make love anywhere till in the verandah

Without wearing a suspender

I would cross her, twist her then bend her

I had proper finance to buy cash tender

To mix up fruits in a blender

But all this never happened in my calendar.

(It was just a dream)

 

She wore a white self-fitting shirt

With the cleavage bringing my attention to alert

So fine she was, her buttons so apart

Just her legs would make the pain erupt

On a runway, you’d frame her corrupt

I never thought she was handicapped

Until I ask her number and she mapped.

 

 

‘Dude come slow, easy! Tap tap?’

So silent was I, thought it was a slap

But I never knew it was a trap

Initially I saw it as a crap

But in Instagram I always double tap

When you see her pictures you just want to rap

She is so beautiful that you won’t take a nap.

 

I feel like trying a new thing so I shout

Nurse! Nurse! Nurse!

Come and check on my pulse

I don’t want to die and carried in a hearse

Or either be flown upcountry in a bus

I cannot breathe in any gas

I don’t want to say this is a curse

But am reducing in mass

Especially when I see you pass

And when you don’t talk to me I feel worse.

 

Then the nurse comes while frowning

I feared coz I expected her to be smiling

All of a sudden she was standing

Upright glued to the floor snapping

And calculating

Then she came closer and closer to me

My heart skipped a beat with a pace

I knew I had won this race

With no competition I face

I say to my heart Yes

I was speechless

But not feeling less.

 

The moment she produced a non-inconspicuous note

This made me expect a lot

But one thing I never forgot

Is when the Doctor appeared suddenly in a suit coat

And I knew she would be taken to a court

For breaking a pot

Seducing a sick person surviving in a sinking boat.

Therefore I still shout a lot. Nurse!  Nurse! Nurse!

© 2015 MokaThePoet


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This is amazing, I have added it to my favourite reads! I love how clearly I can see the images you are writing about, you describe very well! It has a lot of heart and soul and I can tell you put a lot of effort in and it has paid off :D Love it, well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Nakuru, Mombasa, Coastal, Kenya



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I am a Kenyan poet who tries as much as possible to write something which my viewers will be able to see,like and enjoy the flow... Game on more..