Snowman Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Snowman

I am not snowman
No carrot as the nose
Wear no cap, of no one
But hands, feet and bosom
Are nailed and, wings clipped.

My heart is snowman
It is white, is exposed;
To the kids and breeze
To the sun
And to death and greed,
To changes
The social, politics
And crimes as fruits…

I guess, I…
This sponge.
This man of…
Seas of ink
And booklet of sky
Best stop…

I absorb
And absorb
And consume
And shiver to the pain,
Of myself, and people’s…
Love kindness, thinking but...
Am buried under the avalanche
I am lost underneath the lava, in flood.