Crazy Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Crazy



Crazy

Unlike her
She wears a lieutenant Colombo's raincoat, holds a green umbrella with cats, two of them cute.

Unlike her
She holds a brown painted umbrella. The branches, leaves, bushes and dried grass talk of her.

Unlike him
He, possibly and international student, holds a patio size, huge umbrella, which is good for five.

Unlike majority
They have opened umbrellas of different sizes and colors to safeguard themselves from the rain.

I, alone
Hold my blue umbrella, Bita's gift, in my hand, folded and compact; the length is about one foot.

I, original
I, a poet, crazy, a lover of the fact, the truth, the nature and a naturalist, let the drizzles fall on me and open my nostrils, which are like the entrance to my body's long and dark cave. I let the smell of the wet grass enter this cave, go up and go down and stroll on the paths of my internal organs.

I wish
Ezra Pound was here to see me from his cage, after he was arrested in Rome, transported to that land where liberty is in bronze, imprisoned and exiled on an isolated island just to say "We have liberty" with no mention of "We keep the people in cages and in isolation without a court order and without a clear accusation..." Ezra Pound and I must be free to visit Guantanamo.

Crazily,
I enjoy the looks of the passers-by, "He is like Mullah, has the donkey and walks; doesn't ride."

Psychotic,
I prefer to be Nima-Like. He too was called crazy until..., I proudly introduce me as "CRAZY" until people change it. I walk in the rain madly and I smell the freshness of the grass crazy and I talk to the clouds that cry over me and reveal their secrets to me.

My heart
Is a ganja, is a chest, is a secret hiding place for pains, of the parents and the siblings; Malaysian lost plane's passengers, the two Iranians, Guantanamo, Abu Ghoraib (Tortured, Raped..) , and for those burned alive here, there, everywhere, mainly by the owners of Liberty's statue. Hush...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 11 June 2014

good writing, thanks, I like it,

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