Tryst Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Tryst

Let this be for you who
-possibly, will in time
-take to read what I write.

Let this be a tryst
- (private, rendezvous, between us.)
- (It can be romantic, if you want! ! !)

No wonder if things change
-from now to your time
-so, has been for ever
-and so, it must remain
-differ past, present, future.

My part and duty
-as I see
-has been, is clear.

I write of truths, facts
-up and down in impacts
-and the sides interacts.

I record the social.
I do write political.
I reflect historical.

To reveal hypocrite climates…

Proudly I accept
-living with the fear
-of threats that shower
-poverty, hardship, jails.

I rather losing life
-than being a slave
-though try to avoid
-what brings surrender
-coming of thirst, hunger
-and needing roofs, shelter.

Earning it is simple; consume less.