Past In Present Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Past In Present
Past in Present
In old days, school boy, sportsman and active
I also kept pigeons.
Stories with my love that filled me and fooled
Me; go too deep.
To know and befriend, went around, questions
Asked, until end.
Among the stories are how they landed where
They shouldn’t.
Now on line, Wikipedia with Google, Twitter
I am a pigeon.
Should I like, can accept and trust or follow?
Not so sure…
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