Nassy Fesharaki Poems

Come with cane

If you come to meet me when left-gone
Do not forget, must bring cane along
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I am not Orwell

No, no, no, I don't write:
'Why I write? '
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Talking of poems

I too love poetry
Love them when they speak
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In my mind

Luckily I lost her
She barred me of two things
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Left the church.

Jesus is the man whom
I love and I respect
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Woman nature

She's petite and small
Can lift her with one arm
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April fifth

Once again on the road
And again after work
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Koon nashoor

Angry with someone
I returned to the tongue
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I was George

Age and time, and place
Make the games we play.
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Nights are dark

In whirlpool of my thoughts
Black-Hole, cyclone on and on
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