Morphine - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
You are thief
You stole our opium.
I recall the puppies; colorful flowers
They came in Purple, Red, White colors
Before and after sun.
I recall dad; his board and his bent knife
It had a, sharp angle.
I recall dad holding each puppy
Careful he, scratched on two sides.
The white milk tear-dropped
Like drones and the bombs
It could kill day and night
Without heart and blind
I recall I sucked once
I was saved by my mom…
I recall clay bowl
Sun’s effect; white to brown.
You stole my dad’s work
You are thief.
You stored his opium in your eye
Poisonous; as that was
So please, stay there in the sun
Let me see all the past become live
In opium and morphine of your eye
Vertigo and tipsy, I am drunk
I’m dervish; I’m Sufi; I am lost.
As time leaps, hallucinate I become.
I recall all my past in your eye.
Black haired, light skin, brown eye
Your curves, curls, eyebrows and eyelash
They are spies and agents of Arash.
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