Attractive City Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Attractive city

Leaves and I, old friends
always did, and do talk
of the life, of failures, and success
tongues silent, with gestures.

“Even rain, one drop…”
Said the leaf; coming down:
“is a sword and cuts hard.”

Watched it fall, go with wind
land proud.

“Oh darling…”
I said and, was stopped:
“No worries, be patient, this is life.”

A long pause…

“No fear, of the death; since the wise...”
I smiled.

Wet the roads under rain
grey is the sky, low clouds.

“Has city always been…? ”
Meant to say:
“Attractive…I blind? ”