No Touching Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

No Touching



No touching

The hand was resting when
The nose felt itching by
Upper part, nostril.

The hand felt, ran to help:
"Go away…go away…"
The nose said.

Lips became flower
Rolled the eyes in wonder:
"What is this? What the hell! "

Deep in me the heart felt
That action, reaction
And wondered:
"What is this? What the hell! "

Brain said:
"I told you…"

Then stopped
As if day
With a dusk…

Came echo of a wise:
"Dumb has been
Always is, and will be
The mankind."

On wire sat a bird
Screeched: "I approve."

Sorry and broken
The hand said:
"I fed you like mother
And watched you like a nurse
Now you say go away? "

Then tickled eyebrows,
Eyelashes
And cheekbones and dimples.

Thursday, May 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: disease
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