Natural Traveller Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Natural traveller

As natural traveller
Was in, seen adventures
In the towns and deserts
To the farms and gardens
To the tips of mountains.

Love them all, admire
And in times do research.

Have had foods of locals,
Cooked, dried, even raw.

Love them all, admire
And in times do research.

Beauty masses when
Varied are the colours;
Single is most useless!

Many times, I stopped
By the gardens and farms
Talked with, ate products.

In plains and deserts
Watermelon has been a
Comforting pleasure…

Once when I was in desert
And observed watermelons
On the bush, which in look
Were the same as others
In the farms, villages;
Too thirsty, plucked one
Was milky and too hard.

Unaware I was of its venom,
Wondering, I questioned;
Bitter was the reply as in taste:
"Its seed is poisonous,
Like Trump's intentions
In Mid-East, world around! "