Proud Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Proud



Proud

He inside Bus-Stop, and pride
has filled him; his head up.

Seems to say:
“This is me; I am I.”

His beard very long
Poor, weary
His backpack seems to talk:
“Who gives damn, life is short; we small…”
“All of his belongings fills one palm.”

Sunday, November 15, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Unwritten Soul 15 November 2015

The last verse kept me in thought :) a thoughtful one

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Nassy Fesharaki 15 November 2015

Thank you and I am open to learning...

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