Bearded Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bearded



Bearded

Once someone asked mullah:
"Up-over? Or under? "
Then showed the blanket
Then stood and started
Direct at bearded…

And mullah confused:
"Do not know, never cared! "

The two met after days,
Laughed the man with question
But mullah was disturbed…

Insomnia, and eyes red
Mullah was almost dead:
"You killed me with question;
Was relaxed unaware,
Sleepless I have been
In search of an answer! "

Monday, August 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: knowledge
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