Atashi Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Atashi

Flames dance and I see
Sun-rising
Sun-setting
The rays are arrows
Of the peaks
Of mountains
They shower
Brutal
…at times and
…dancing waves
…in oceans.
Then mirror
…Thirty kids
…all are boys
…students
Comes his voice:
"Let us see who is best! "

Sets reward
With award
…for winner


Atashi is teacher
…Inside him a poet
We don't know
…the corpse is too humble

We buried in our age! ! !


"Rise ad come, "
I cry

……………………reading book about him
……………………feel ashamed


"Had the jewel in my hand…"
Hear me.
"…but lost it shamelessly…"