Bottle Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Bottle

Want to write a poem,
Shove it into bottle,
Like the concise letter,
Written by the lover,
And sealed into bottle,
Left to waves of ocean,
Found near Vancouver.

What about the content?
Poverty? Wilderness?
Oppressor? Or oppressed?
Censorship? Religions?
The priests? Prophets?
Efforts for freedom?

I have been, will always,
Questioning, and question:
"Is from? Goes to where? "

Our life is reaction,
Our life is reaction,
Our life is reaction,
Nothing more,
Nothing less,
All, action-reaction!

Want to write a poem,
Insert it in bottle,
Deposit with the waves,
And the tides of oceans:
'Be careful and honest,
Hand it to future…'

In my concise letter I,
Want to write about love,
When is lacked, its excess,
When beloved, by lovers,
And hardship, and suffer,
And hopes and dreams of,
The homeless cart pushers,
Bombmakers, displaced…