Nassy Fesharaki Poems

A path to Heaven

She's black with head band
Wool on head, nose flat
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Who am I?

And who am I?
Cold, deep, dark and sandy is the bed
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Blonde

Top to toe
Is blue.
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Summer day on Bloor

Well aware of their job on sidewalk
Cleaner than master, organized
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On the clouds

She sings
I'm silent
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Poor bike

Feel sad for bicycle
Manmade horse on the roads
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They,
The WOMEN POETS
Sit on my desk and I
Feel the Zorro's sword
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Two hours of my time
The eyes glued to laptop
Ball was in Brazil
So was mind
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I love mice like the stars in skies
They're silent and they hide
They observe from dark
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Connection

Being drugged, drunk with the
Forms of the birds when flying
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