At Home Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
At Home
At home
Wave goodbye to the day that is gone
Tainted is body, which stayed home
With no use, not at all; any kind!
Darkness and patience and room's silence hand in hand
No feeling for movement; not even turning head…
But in mind was alert, watched movie…
Three acts with plots and motifs
Dissected and matched them
With courses in class
Ups and downs
To the end.
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