Nassy Fesharaki

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Exile - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Exile

Read last night
Of plight of poet
Felt ashamed…

His poems…
Early age was of “do”,
Was of “must”, “think”, “grape cluster”…
And the hands behind it
In the farm and garden, in vineyard…

Then of love and alley
And the look of the girl, in absence…

He became a sample, example
Role model, the learned

But later came the change
Went Shah and…
New faith…

In exile where he died
He became a passive
He was vase of tears, complains…

How I hate the exile
Refuge, on the run
Homelessness…

I love you and miss you
Naderpoor…

Topic(s) of this poem: exile


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 16, 2015


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