Muffin Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Muffin



Muffin

She eats the cranberry muffin
Slowly, piece by piece
Her right hand
Thumb
Index
And
The middle finger.

Her eyes faded blue
Twilight of the
A border-less
Ocean, sea
Or sky

Yet bright
Yet shining
Though dead

Flickers the hope
For few more days
Weeks or months to

Continue the life
Command
Request
Dream:
“Death, hold on…delay…please! ”

Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success