Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Fridge

When laughs she cries
When cries she laughs
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Contrast

Pink, rosy and red are
The nipples of the branch
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Dove

I envy what you have in your eyes
Is it fear, is it need, is it love?
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Fireworks

Like fireworks in distance sky
My head becomes many stars
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“A boy must...” they all said
It was norm; norm of life
“Man must work...”
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Sextant
Air if filled
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For time-long time
I meant to talk
To use one word
To mean sky
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Ouch
I shouted
The pear fell
The sour cherries
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We were young
All dressed, uniformed
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What is wrong?

Triumph is a bike
His bike was for his ride
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