Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Oh hello
I am chick
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Saddle

Biting mother's breast,
Is Persian proverb.
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I,
(This piece of shit; worthless, drunk)
Think of nothing but shape of hive.
“What is a hive? ”
You ask and I, the mud in rain, collapse and fall.
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On my wall

It is hard to have seen
And be forced: "Act blind! "
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On the corner

I got it when he said:
- … "Earth breathes."
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Far from shallow

Love, enjoy "The Nature"
-arriving with power
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Great loss

Her floor carpeted
-with the art and colors
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Love them

For many, many years
-my mother had claimed:
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Swing

Not too far is my bed
-too much on the plate.
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Obsessed

Is it age or conscious?
Can it be excess pain?
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