Life Is A Breeze Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hey friend
Can we talk, two of us?
Only you, only I
We the two; the fallen
Colorful in the face
We who know what world is
Totally unaware
Changing fools and jokers
Oh sure is
It is game of poker
Highly known pretentious
Like killings; and resents
The judgments in converse

Not much talk of the first
Second came, parliament
Volcano then flared
What a shame, what a shame
Just for place; being there
Not for life of soldier
Who then corrected?

And people,
These flies in the net, in house of spider
Sheepish are: are chickens
Their heads down for eating
Are bred for feeding
No knowledge; no meaning

Oh friend; can we talk?

Silently I stand as a wall
You the leaf: lean on me, my shoulder
I stand as a wall: colorful on the show
Will be you, a full-size mirror
Let us say to them all; and not say:
'Hey you, look at the life,
Life is a breeze...'