Nassy Fesharaki

Gold Star - 23,741 Points (Dec 29 / Iran)

Had It Been - Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Had it been

Being who I am and what I like…
I carried have my own lunch
Cucumber, a peach and the peanut
On Dundas and Bloor, in the car
Ate them all one by one

Took the peach as last one
It took me to past thoughts
Even with the noises and the bikes
Siren and, police and, people’s shout

City life I dislike…

Here, peach is too young
Therefore is so tasteless
I like them ripe in sun
Picking it off branch
Enjoy it precious
Lovely taste.

I feel sad for its rock
In garden and in farm
Would throw to grow, or turn earth
But here, when disposed, it is waste …

Do not like city life…

Topic(s) of this poem: natural

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 22, 2015

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