Soon Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Soon



Soon

Soon I, the being that appears to be one will divide
Soul, an invisible myth, and the piece called corpse.

Then what?

I see no answer and none of what I have read, heard
The words of preachers do not satisfy.

Then what?

I am lost as have been
For the longest time
From my time as child.

Therefore
I am as dumb as I was.
What is fuss?

Saturday, June 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: me
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tushar Ray 21 June 2015

You raised the eternal question in a lucid poetic form. Thank you for sharing Nassy, Tushar

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