Facebook Faces Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Facebook Faces

Faces come on Facebook
Knowable; but wrinkled
Years went by, scattered

Then we talked with clouds
Now nothing but some fog
Encircled and or thoughts...

All the games of those days
Turned shadows in distance
None is sharp; clear...

No one thought of the words
"Retired", "Retarded"
But both are; now friends.

Never say that zero is nothing
Nothingness is something
Non-exist to today do exist.

Flyer yesterday and proud
Has landed on wheelchair
Rethink now, of thing-ness.