Nassy Fesharaki

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Like Mountains - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Like mountains

“Choose yourself, ” said father.
Then I was little child,
Maybe four, maybe five.

He sent me to distance for the goats
Baby ones, for my size.

Came shepherd and his herd
So many
Varied size, and colours and designs…
Few had small horns, mostly not.

I was lost
Wanted all
My limit obvious
Only four…

If today
Would be called having pets
But were they?

They were toys, also job
To grow professional
To learn life of village
Villagers were smart.

Many such stories to make books
Growing with such toys and…
Picking leaves, calling: “Boochoori”.
They followed, raced with us
With us ate and grew
Much faster and at last
Set to use…

We remained the babies…
They became he, she goats…
And could be, lamb, sheep…
What a life I have lived
Born there but, lived in towns.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Comments about Like Mountains by Nassy Fesharaki

  • Gajanan Mishra (9/17/2015 8:44:00 AM)

    what a life I have lived, good one.. (Report) Reply

    Nassy Fesharaki (9/17/2015 3:07:00 PM)

    Yes sir and thanks...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 17, 2015

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 17, 2015

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