Hope Not Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hope not

Red was light, I stopped.

Watched trees on my sides
-within leaves, I got lost.

Suddenly an angel
-flapped wings, appeared.

Colourful and velvet
-each of wings was painted.

Her body, thin, slim.

Left trees, boughs, alone
-stared at what had come.

Excellent were designs
-flora, flowers, hologram
-far above best gardens.

Broke heart in pieces
-when the red turned green
-and I lost that dream…

She flew towards me
-on windshield was landing
-in no time, then-after
-saw nothing, in nowhere.

I hope that I am not
-Butterfly's murderer!