Nassy Fesharaki

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Gird - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Gird

Leaves are breathless like
Winter clothes in the sun
They know soon
They will be off.

I, ready to go out as Khosrow
Climb the tree near the pond
To peek on Shirin and bathing
Shivering seeing her, exciting.

Clouds are greyish and in tears
Aware of what will soon smear
The roads, of the snow and ice
Forcing ‘Beauties’: “bundle up.”

Topic(s) of this poem: seasons


Comments about Gird by Nassy Fesharaki

  • Rahman Henry (9/12/2015 8:53:00 AM)


    Nice poem....................... (Report) Reply

    Nassy Fesharaki Nassy Fesharaki (9/16/2015 9:58:00 PM)

    I appreciate...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 12, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 12, 2015


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