Nassy Fesharaki

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Endless Torture - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Endless torture…

She comes in as I sit
Pair of pants is wearing
Her cuffs high to ankles
This is what I hated
When she wore
(My ex-wife)

She passes; isn’t her
But a shade and current
I am back where we were
Bony butt and small
Though of her, is of her
That also, had not liked.

“Please, please make her leave! ”
I pray to conscious.

But she is oil sleek
On the waves; in creeks
Of my mind and my thoughts…

Divorcee is torture…

Topic(s) of this poem: divorce

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 10, 2015

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