Bad Honey Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bad honey

I bury what I heard
No talk of what man said.

What I heard was so bad
I wish I’d never heard.

What is deal in this way?
Sweet words, no trust,
Either one has intent
For fooling, other side
How can be, I wonder!

I heard one’s dirty words
When other was absent.

Why ever work like this?
Final aim, cheat, steal!

Karam sells house; like john
A simple carpenter is Jacob.
Either side, full of greed
Both vases; bad honey.