Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Burning Oil

From time of Darcy
Signing a treaty
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Aurora

I want to be tree
Hate deathbed for dying.
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Gala

For years I meant to write
Script, to survive
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Anxiously

By window, stop, watch
The race of raindrops…
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Headed west

Headed west, once again
And observed same old games
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Sting of scorpion

It is hard to be me
In such age, company;
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The unknown no one

Years ago, in Kabul
Heard of an artist who
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No one

I did not like them but
From when the blue
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Addict

With its death I was dead;
Damaging and killing addiction,
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Gone

Religions and the faiths
Are ignored, forgotten
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