Nassy Fesharaki

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Fearful Halloween - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Fearful Halloween

A paper coffee cup between legs
It is hot and burning; I drive
I have to hold his cell in left hand
This is how we can find our lost way
He is drunk and vomits…Halloween…

As always men are shame, and burden
They drink far too much and the weight
on female partners; poor women…

I saw this in Russia and Andes,
All the same if taking average.

Right hand is all I have to handle steering.
“How and where? ”
I question; his answer are murmurs
My car works as taxi and I am driver.
Must act safe and take him to his home.

Both of us small ants in a tour of desert.
Brutal is sky; it sends rain; fast showers.

The silhouettes on roadsides are mountains; are tigers
Fearful Halloween; dead leaves are dangerous.

Finally with many stops-goes we arrive
I make sure, he goes, comes to garage of his house.

I think of the police “Drive” checks.

Night is gone; it is dawn; day was long
All I had was small breakfast, very light
I need rest, must take off
I have earned far more than expected.

Thank you Halloween
Wish knew your base, roots;
You are fun, are funny; fearful; colourful.

Stories are many
You alone inspire.

Topic(s) of this poem: halloween


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 1, 2015


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