On Her Way Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

On her way

Am heading for Abbot
Want to watch murals,
Enjoy their slogans…

In BC, Vancouver,
At a Hasting corner,
Scavenge the reasons,
Of comers that get lost!

Near there, I saw her,
Is new, on her way.

Beauty of angel,
Playful as dolphin,
Has kettle inside her…

Was laughed at, departed,
Seeking life, freedom,
Chose to be "Runaway! "

Smiles as extrovert and social
She, herself, sheds the light:
"Though grown and mature,
Am simple, cute, child."

Her first foe is her tongue,
Unapproached, she starts:
"Love you and your mustache,
Love the birds and wildlife…"

Whenever opens mouth
Breaks the caring heart.

She, big fish in a pond
Easily can be found
Unaware of market
Is best bate for fishers!

Narcotics all around
And dealer is wormlike
To take her to bed, boss!