Died To Live Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Died to live

Humble he
-is my best
-my greatest poet
-respected, favourite.

Born and raised in Iran
-Armenian, his blood
-is above equal
-to me is
-my brain and my tongue.

He holds me as spine,
-in me is vein, and heart.

He is so open that
-sees his death as his life.

Refers to accident
-that turned him to poet
-gave him pen, made him pen.

Surely is a timeless
-piece of jewel in crown
-of Iran
-for now, and times to come.

With you in daily thoughts
-brother, walk proud.