Nassy Fesharaki

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The Criminal - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The criminal

Whichever direction
look and is attention
I find me criminal
here is fraction…

Potatoes sprout
to boil is a murder
I do so with some eggs
chicken killed in its shell.

May not kill camel, bull
but I do with above
therefore am
criminal.

Topic(s) of this poem: crime


Comments about The Criminal by Nassy Fesharaki

  • Rajnish Manga (1/31/2016 10:21:00 PM)


    How very humanitarian way of looking at things we otherwise pass as routine business. Thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, February 1, 2016


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