Where To Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Where To



Where to?

Life is mess

Think about my friends and question:
- "Why do not you get old? "
-and answer: "Don't have time! "

My table is a mess
-so are room, car and bed
-and school and lessons
-and plans of the films, scripts
-editing and writing…

On top of pyramid
-my pride and my need
-entangled, wrestling
- "Go and sell the films, books
-seek ones to sponsor…
-and
- ‘No, no,
-not ever
-will I bow, advertise! ! ! "

Fire rises in fight
-causing my forced plight
-of normal daily life
-no resting; run and run,
-always work
-day and night
-with colleagues, classmates

At same time making love
-with the moon in sky
-crescent is her face
-an old and broken
-but rose-bud
-when is full, soon to be flower
-looks like girl
-teenager "Sweet sixteen…"

I spend every night of the month…
-dating and mating and making love with dreams…

Saturday, September 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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