Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Artist is criminal

Hey you on sport bike
peddle in nice weather
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Parvin

Each time I go inside
see her pen busy, write
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This is love…

Once I thought I know love
I bought books, read through
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Shamloo

His words were always the mirror to see him in
now, broken and wrinkled …
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After Obama

Let us be honest and clear
I feel against millionaires
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Under Taliban

I had to stay there
in Kabul, with Afghans
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Beat sheet

Things are all filling mould
Being machine, technical
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Syria and Iraq

As far as mind recalls
I was told and was taught:
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Juba

Juba is word of day
I get them everyday
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Like a seal,
Like a cat and/or seal
His mustache long conceal
But bush-thicker, loco-thorns
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