Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 74,673 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Hairbrush - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki


It is of my daily use
On it, his name is burned
A memory of prison, and he
A treasure hunter, one of the two.

And why?

I have never been able to reply!
Their need is for sure a part
But will one sell items to
No good buyer?


Topic(s) of this poem: truth

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 12, 2015

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