Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Pandemic

Why is the politics
Dirtiest of beings?
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Deep love

Thanks to you, the disease,
I am on balcony
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In the park

It is hard, in these days
To ignore the Virus
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Farashgard

And still feel the sand
On skin, beneath nails.
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Those were the days

She smiles but smile
Is as old as I am …
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Dictionary

Though not worth to talk of
Feel trapped, so, I must
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New Birth

Snow, like a new student
Aloof, idle, observes
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Dreams

In dreams I believe
You call me a grief
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Two doves in a dream

What can you say ‘of a dream’?
If it comes with ‘white dove in’
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Fairness

In silence of the kitchen
Soft, weak, unique
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