Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 68,060 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Al-E-Ahmad - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

A-e-Ahmad

Time passes as evolve the stars
Day and night.

The things carved on our minds
will last long as do rocks
and stones.

I was kid and Jalal was published
a teacher and writer and active.

We heard of politics, mostly read secretly
and afraid.

One of books that he wrote
“Did-o-baz-did”
Talk of him in meetings…

Each time I go somewhere
I recall what he did.

In Warhol’s she sat there
(Researcher and writer)
I listened, observed her
Her clothes black-white.

Made faces;
Was nervous?

Her lips, face
And eyebrows…

Black pants was too tight
High heel shoes; her legs moved
One rested on other; and reverse.

Was seat bad, or tired?
Or nervous?

She knew deep; not all
Specialized…

Topic(s) of this poem: meeting


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 8, 2015



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