At The Doors Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

At The Doors



At the doors

Halloween decapitates the pumpkins
Deforming brutally with the knives
Each turns to a monster, fearsome
With big mouth, ugly eyes!

In same cold he stands, eggplant
At the door with his hands
Holding phone in one and cigarette
In other!

I smile seeing world
How differs
Then laugh at dumbness of,
Sniffers!

Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: halloween
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