Punctured Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Punctured



Punctured

In my life I have done many wrong
Did you too?
Greater and small; and you too?

Among them was Mika
Naming that Aphrodite, Melissa
Did you too?

Sometimes I forget too
Of this kind, the girl who had big tongue
Physically a female, nothing more.

She had to find a way
Bring in jealousy
To eager.

'Driver contacts me even now…'
Then she named: 'of Uber'.

Dumb is dumb
All she knows is her wants
Does it all to attract, right and wrong.

I noticed:
'Number is Company's; it isn't personal.'

That turned her to tire; out of air…

Sunday, February 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness
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