Nassy Fesharaki Poems

I in soup

I feel like…
can't say what…
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This tree

This tree, doubtlessly
Is from India;
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Shout out-loud

Let us move
Take my hand
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Waste

I recall fallen leaves
for the goats, and the sheep.
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I warn you

Alike the dandelion is the thought of poet
wandering; filled of love; care, message
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Devil peeks

On my right pass the bikes
Women are old and young
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Media

Daily, it has been my routine, and my way
To receive, read one or more poems
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Death is best

What I hate is old age
pants are tight and teeth fall
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Like Metro in Paris

As I did in metro
in Paris, years ago
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