Erased Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Erased



Erased

Took drawers' papers
To trash, one whispered:
"I am the work of art,
Frame me, hang on wall."

Then spoke in detail:
"With yellow, soft pencil,
Smiling teenage girl
Drew heart and wrote love,
But suddenly erased! "

Friday, November 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: romance
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