Badly Miss Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Badly miss

Badly miss the days that
Sun was sun
Moon was moon
And sky was dressed with stars
So many
We saw path to Mecca
Later named Milky Way!

Badly miss the mornings
Sheep and goats were going
To herd and go to feed
With shepherd,

They returned evenings
Sped, ran and raised dust
In sunset's horizon.

Badly miss the bushes
Filled with wool and mohair
Of the sheep, and the goats
Near where the snakes left skin.

Badly miss being in saddle bag
Other side dad's cargo, or a lamb!

Badly miss walking with
No shoes and dirty feet!

Badly miss my childhood
In village, no asphalt, no bricks
Just mud and some adobes,
On the roofs mud-and-hay
Called: "Kahgel"

Badly miss my village
Those mountains, fresh air…
Want grave in that land
If by chance remained same …
But photos in pixels
Internet; full-colour
Tell me to not dream! ! !