String Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

String

Want to be string
On a tar
On do tar
On Setar
On sitar
On Shahrud
Or guitar.
Wish could be
Ood, Santur
Charanga or a harp
Chang, Choghur.
Want to be string
On banjo, Kamancheh
Or Qanun.

I can be called sadist
I enjoy pain-taking
If brings on your lips
A smile, show your teeth,
If makes you laugh and to dance
Or even hold your head
With every scratch.
Let me be string
Of a harp so hands kiss
Aphrodite's
Or make me a base, or violin.

Want to be string…
On the long dulcimer
For your heart my dear.