Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Fidel

For decades
We stood our ground.
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Mir

I follow the NASA
On the daily account
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This tree

This tree, doubtlessly
Is from India;
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Looking out

Silver dawn is on the run
To let the morning come
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Early wakeup

It is half after five
In my bed I lie down.
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Lucky Man

I worked as labourer
For Hassan, a mason.
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Trauma

We conversed by Facebook
His eyes were two ponies
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My friend

He is not just a guide
He is my candle, nights';
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Curled hair

You arrived soaked by rain.
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Their Horns

Possibly wore my shoes or
Was barefoot and shoe-less
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