Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Christmas 87

I hear in my head
As fresh as was when
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Older

Divided I am
-and
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Your eyes

I get lost when eyes talk
Like a kid in the bus
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No regret

No regret
No sorrow
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I’m alive

Thanks to you
(Giving blood)
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For years
Years and years and years
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My heroes

“Call them all
Let them come
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Illegible

One of books studied
-as "Text" was the "Scorch! "
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Picnic

"Let's make the best of time…"
-said mother, to the child:
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Magic Crystal

In times I, let head dive;
-push it in, pull it out
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