Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Once again like always
We flew to Ahwaz
Hercules and soldiers
And also Logistics
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You and I
Every-day’s coffee shop
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Beautiful alarm

Aref said of naughty girls
The curtain, hiding, peek
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Once in pond
(Of its size unaware)
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I sat there to observe
On its way was winter
Spring at the door
Was waiting to enter
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I like dance
We all do, in one way
But not with Mercedes
On the ice and snow in the cold
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Too soft to handle

My skin, in this cold
As is thin sheet of gold
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You don’t know what death is
There’s no air to breathe
You can say “This is life”
I call it “A dull knife”
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Dad stands knife in hand
It is large; it is sharp.

On the ground is a lamb
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Child labor

Like many in those days
Bare-footed, I was five
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