Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 71,292 Points (Dec 29 / Toronto)

Useless - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Useless

Coin flat on table; a silver
Or so looked
Was rusted
Eagerness demanded:
“Turn-over”

Eyes focused, hand shivered
Whose was it?
How could I?
Or should I?
A devil inside me; I obeyed.

Other side was the same.
Walls murmured.
Sky roared with thunder.
Then it rained; a shower.
It got cold; so I thought…
Wick of life had ended.

In the cave of grave
With life gone
Saw the poor; also rich
Male, female
Young and old
Wise and Dumb
All the same.
Undressed…

Mother Earth
Talked as rat
Talked as worm:
“Name always, is, remains
If useful and active.”

Felt flood of tears
I heard them:
“You useless! '

Topic(s) of this poem: solitude


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 6, 2015



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