Always Late Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Always late

As I did in the past…

Stretched both my hands
Extended straight as two bars
Opened palms facing up
For pigeons to see, come…

Let flake of snow calmly land.

Soon melted…
Did not last!

Turned tear, ran across
Filled the fortune tracks!

-my lovely
-forgive me
-I meant good
I said but,
Flake was long dead;
Gone…

As always…
I was wrong…
I was late…
I was dumb…

Therefore now
Day and night
Whenever the sky
Sends me the white bride
I sit and shout at me
Complain and cry!

For no good…

As always…
I am late…
I am wrong…
I am dumb…